The Traveler

[elena]

Elena shrugged, an evil smile making its way to her face. This was going to be fun. Especially when she began to avoid her. That would just make it all better. The elf watched as he stuffed his face. He was such a pig... her father would have killed him now if he were his child. It was probably a good thing that she was a girl, otherwise she would have been married off by now.

"If you eat that fast you'll regret it. I advise slowing down, dear." She enjoyed doing this. He was so easily agitated that it amused her.

[EdwardQuinn]

Edward paused and winced at the term 'dear' but a split moment later, he was eating again. "Why? What's it to you? I'm hungry. There's food. That's all that matters right now." Ed kept eating until he eventually choked on some fish. Trying to breath, he began coughing like mad trying to clear his stupid air way. Once he finally got it, he refused to look at Elena, who he had a feeling was giving him an 'I told you so' look. He didn't want to hear it.

Sighing, he began to eat the fish more slower this time, but to other people it would still seem too fast. Ed wasn't about to let that stop him. He was a growing man.He needed as much nutrition as he could get.

[elena]

This young man obviously was raised by savages. It was clear to her now that he was much too stubborn to do anything he was told. So she planned to use this to her advantage. She looked at the full glass of milk sitting next to him and grinned wickedly as he started to choke on the fish. As soon as she finished, she decided to speak up. "Edward Quinn, drink your milk. You're going to have old man bones by the time you're twenty." The smile widened and she picked at another piece of fish, glad he was paying for the platter that he kept hounding on.

[EdwardQuinn]

Unknowingly snapping a fish bone in half from gripping it to hard, Ed's face became clouded over. He stopped eating and just stared at his plate, shifting in his chair that suddenly became uncomfortable. "I don't drink milk. It's disgusting. And I will not have old man bones! I'm strong and healthy as is!" Ed was nauseated at the mere thought of drinking milk. "I refuse to drink white stuff that was extracted from a cow!"

[elena]

"What's the difference between a cow's teat and your mother's breast? Hmm? Nothing. The one is only more humane. Orange juice is extracted from oranges, yet I bet you'd drink that? You, boy, make slim to no sense. I ought to just leave you and your old man bones be, don't you think?" Elena smiled coyly. She always had something clever to say, and he would soon learn this.

[EdwardQuinn]

Calmly, Edward closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair. "I was only breast fed because i needed it to survive and no, I do not drink orange juice. In fact I hate the stuff. Did it ever occur to you that I do not like milk for a reason? That maybe I don't drink it because of a bad experience? But knowing you you didn't. Shows how much you care about your boyfriend." Of course, nothing bad had happened to him concerning milk, he just never liked the stuff. "If you want to leave, that's fine by me. Like I would care about someone who doesn't care about me." Edward gripped his fork tighter and stabbed at his fish angrily. Dang. He was good at this. He should be an actor or something.

[elena]

"If I was your mother, I would have just let my hideous little child just DIE!" Elena flipped the table and walked out. She could feel the eyes of the restaurant staff penetrating her back. That solved the issue of paying for the fish, in her opinion. She added a bit more femininity to the way she was walking, swung her hips, and slammed the door. As soon as she had gotten outside she cracked up. If he wanted to be a brat, she'd be the bigger one; Elena wasn't going to relent during this freindly competition. He enjoyed stabbing things, she would flip a table to get her point across. Now he was covered in fish.... :3

[EdwardQuinn]

Edward just sat there in shock for a minute or two, not really sure what to do next. His mouth was gaped open as he stood up and got as much fish off of him as he could. He slammed the money down on the table, and stalked to the restaurant's doorway. "You are SUCH a B****!!" he practically screamed at the top of his lungs at her. His face was red and he walked out of the restaurant and went the opposite way Elena was going before anyone had the chance to yell at him for his language. He refused to put up with selfish stuck-ups like her. He didn't need it, nor was he about to deal with it. Especially not today.

[elena]

Elena went pale.

If that was even possible. She wasn't exactly tan to begin with. She turned around, blinked slowly. He had to be kidding. That was very rude, and she wasn't going to tolerate being called such a horrible word. Especially in the sense that he used it in. The blonde ran after him and jumped on him, easily taking him down. She'd show this worthless bastard how she felt; knowing most men, he'd probably even enjoy it. As she felt him land, she hoped his face didn't get scraped up too bad; it seemed like his face was dragging on the ground. He'd be getting punched soon, if he wasn't careful.

"You're such a jerk! I was acting. ever hear of it? My God, I told you it was all a sham! What don't you understand about that?!" The tone in her voice was dead serious. It didn't proficiently portray her feelings of hatred, though.

[EdwardQuinn]

Just as Ed was about to go to somewhere other than this anomalous place, he was apparently ran over by a horde of rhinos. The next thing he knows, hes trying to pick up his face from the hard ground. He looked back to see Elena on top of him, saying something about acting. Huh. Apparently it hadn't been a horde of rhinos. Well, it was close enough in his opinion.

"Just acting, huh? Well who said i wasn't just going with it?" He truthfully didn't know she was still acting, but not like it mattered now. Ed brought his hand up to his now stinging face. When he pulled it away, there was blood. Apparently, while Elena had been enjoying tackling him into the dirt, his cheek had caught a rock and dragged a long cut across it. "Just wonderful." Although it was more of a mumble than anything else.

[elena]

Elena wanted to bitch slap this boy. He'd deserve it! The girl glared at him angrily, making sure that she got her point across. She didn't even care that he skinned his face and that it was her fault. He deserved it! She got off him and jerked him to his feet. "I highly doubt you were just acting. It was obvious in your eyes that you truly meant it, and I for one do not appreciate being called a 'bitch'. For God's sake, kid, you need beat. Luckily, you have a bloody face. Good enough." For some reason, she wanted to help him clean his face.

[EdwardQuinn]

"Well, it's not like it matters now, does it?" Ed brushed himself off and continued to glare at Elena. Why should he care if she had taken it seriously? He hadn't actually meant it, but it was the first reaction he had to the situation. Sighing, Ed just stared at his feet. He didn't feel like getting into another argument. "I'm sorry..." It wasn't much, but it was all he had.