Featured Roleplay: Sunrise of Life II

[Chloë Máiréad]

Rosamunde chuckled and motioned for him to follow. "Do you want to walk or take your truck? My dad dropped me off, so I have no car...It's not that far of a walk; just about two blocks up that way." She pointed in a direction.

[lover of narnia]

"I'd love to walk. It's a beautiful day and I'd had to waste it." Jack grinned in her direction. "We can come back for the truck later. It's locked." he followed faithfully behind her.

[Chloë Máiréad]

"Alrighty then." Rosamunde said, coming to walk beside him. She was silent for a few moments and then she said, "Are you good at bowling? 'Cause if you are, we'll have to think of a way to handicap you somehow."

[lover of narnia]

"To tell you the truth, Ro, I've never touched a bowling ball in all my life." Jack laughed. "My Mom played bowling when she was young, but when she married Dad that was it. My Dad wasn't good at it at all, so we never went." he shook his head, a crooked smile on his face. "So, I have a feeling I'm going to be the clumsiest player there."

[Chloë Máiréad]

Ro looked at him with an eyebrow lifted, her expression mischievious. "Oh, well, maybe we should put up the bumper guards. I mean, who says only five-year-olds can use them?"

[lover of narnia]

Jack made a face at her, pursing his lips in mock disgust. "Now...." he trailed off and poked her gently in the side. "I'm going to try to bowl, and I will not use the bumper guards!"

[Chloë Máiréad]

"Hey!" Rosamunde said through a laugh, stepping away from him. "Fine, fine, we won't use the bumper guards...but don't blame me if you get a gutter ball every time."

[lover of narnia]

"You might be surprised, Rosamunde Troy" Jack said, sternly. "I might blow you away. I might pick up that bowling ball and suddenly become a star player." He grinned. "I'm kidding and your probably right. I'll go in the gutter every time."

[Chloë Máiréad]

"Mm, I'm sure you'll catch on pretty quick. It's not hard." Rosamunde shoved her hands in her pockets as she fell back into step with him. "I've had a lot of practice. I used to go with my grandfather and a few of his friends. I had to learn quick; elderly people show no compassion or support when it comes to bowling. They're just as competitive as people on the big leagues."

[lover of narnia]

Jack chuckled. "I'll have to remember that." he said, walking along at a steady face. It was such a pleasant day out, he knew part of his happiness though, come from the fact that he knew he would be spending a good portion of his day with Ro. He was looking forward to getting to know her.

[Chloë Máiréad]

"We can grab some pizza at the bowling alley or something between games. That way, we'll work up an appetite for ice cream." Rosamunde said, kicking an acorn across the sidewalk.

[lover of narnia]

((OOC: If this question was already tossed around...please let me know Chloe. Sometimes I loose track.))

"What is your favorite type of pizza?" Jack inquired, looking at her out of the corner of one of his green eyes. "Let me guess...pineapple, pickle!?" he teased her.

[Chloë Máiréad]

((OOC: *snickers* There's a Papa John's ad on the side...))

BIC:

Rosamunde shook her head. "Nope. I like black olives on my pizza, actually. And green peppers." She shrugged. "I'm allergic to pineapple."

[lover of narnia]

"Yum, I love green peppers. Supreme has to be my favorite. Onions, green peppers, and a thick layer of sauce." Jack chuckled. "I mean, come on! I couldn't not like green peppers...they are green!"

[Chloë Máiréad]

Rosamund laughed. "I like supreme, but not the mushrooms." She faked a shudder. "They're gross."

"There really isn't anything pink you can put on a pizza..." She said, shrugging.

[lover of narnia]

"Well, you could try dying the cheese pink!" Jack grinned at her. "When I was a kid my Dad and I died the cheese on a pizza blue for Mother's day. It was the strangest looking pizza you've ever seen."