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Post by Avatar Korra on Aug 2, 2012 13:17:33 GMT -5
Breyton got a small breakfast and ate half of it, dumping the rest into the fire. He always wondered where Dustin, Chase, and Jack were going, so he followed Dustin into the woods, following the wheel marks through the damp soil to come a long a skate park built from all dirt, it looked amazing. Whoever built it must have did so by his hands and quickly at that, but this all seemed impossible to do by hand. Breyton stood at the edge of it and was looking around it, wondering who would build something like this.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Aug 2, 2012 13:28:59 GMT -5
Dustin did a few basic tricks and tested out different parts of his board in different ways before pulling a small tool out of his back pocket and sitting on one of the mounds of dirt to fix it.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Aug 3, 2012 1:41:46 GMT -5
Breyton saw Dustin sitting on a mound of dirt and kind of felt bad that he followed him here. He blushed slightly but couldn't move from his spot though, he was just in awe of the structure before him. He sat down on the edge where the grass cut off at a curve. He swung his feet slightly and looked out at the structure, humming to himself as he scanned the landscape surrounding the place. This would have probably been a beautiful clearing before Jack decided to make it into a skate park for him and the two others.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Aug 3, 2012 20:16:04 GMT -5
Dustin adjusted the trucks on his skateboard as well as the wheels, spinning them to make sure they moved correctly. He put the board down and jumped on it, leaning back and forth to see how well the trucks bent. He nodded when he was satisfied and started doing bigger tricks.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Aug 3, 2012 21:36:27 GMT -5
Breyton's eyes were then attracted to the sight of Dustin doing his tricks, he knew that you had to have a lot of muscle to do that. He smiled slightly as his eyes traced Dustin's moves and his complicated moves. Breyton didn't even know how to ride a skateboard. And he sure wasn't really willing to try soon. He chuckled at the thought and laid on his back, looking up at the sky.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Aug 3, 2012 21:41:32 GMT -5
Dustin smiled, a genuine smile, as he rode and did his tricks. He stopped eventually and looked around, spotting Breyton on the edge of the course. Chuckling, he walked over to the other male with the board tucked under his arm. "You gonna speak or just stand there, watching me?" he asked as he walked.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Aug 4, 2012 21:49:04 GMT -5
Breyton jumped slightly at the sudden sound of Dustin's voice appearing above him. He jumped, a bit too much, and accidentally rolled down the small, sloped incline. "Owwww." He groaned from the bottom and sat up, rubbing his back. "Don't sneak up on me like that!" He said quietly, pursing his lips a bit. But he shook his head and got up, dusting himself off. "How do I get out of this... this... pit of boards?" Breyton asked, completely oblivoius, he wasn't sure what to call it, because he had never took interest in skateboards at all.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Aug 4, 2012 22:37:13 GMT -5
Dustin laughed a little bit and looked down at Breyton, shrugging a shoulder. "If anything, you were the one who snuck up on me. I didn't think anyone else knew where this course was." he pointed out. Then, he looked around the small course, curious as to what Breyton was referring to as the "pit of boards". "I don't know what you're talking 'bout, bro. I'm not seeing a 'pit of boards' around here." he answered.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Aug 4, 2012 23:05:02 GMT -5
Breyton got up and cracked his back, bending his back to an almost impossible angle for somebody not flexible. He rubbed his neck a bit and sighed slightly, feeling better. "Just curious of where you guys disappear to all the time." Breyton said quietly, but his voice echoed inside of the pit. Then Dustin's question came up and he rolled his eyes. "This pit that I am in right now. How am I supposed to call it when I don't know anything about skateboards?" He said and looked up to Dustin, his grey eyes shining in the now semi-direct sunlight.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Aug 4, 2012 23:07:57 GMT -5
"You aren't in a pit, though." Dustin pointed out. He smirked a little bit and shuffled around to show him they were standing on even ground. "There are no pits out here, that would be too much of a hassle and it would take up precious space." he explained.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Aug 5, 2012 11:32:26 GMT -5
"I'm in a slopey thingy and i don't know how to get out." Breyton said, this one actually inside the ground so they didn't have to climb anything and they could start skating on it right away and they just had to climb out and just go again. "I picked the wrong spot." He mumbled and crossed his arms.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Aug 5, 2012 11:34:55 GMT -5
"It's too dangerous to have a ditch, we'd kill ourselves. Stop hallucinating and get your head out of the clouds so we can get some coffee." Dustin chuckled. He leaned against one of the slopes and tilted his head a little to watch Breyton.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Aug 5, 2012 11:41:47 GMT -5
"I was just seeing if you were right in the mind before I could trust you and go out to coffee. That's all..." Breyton said through pursed lips and hopped off the small elevated height of the dirt slope and to level ground. He walked over to Dustin and looked up to him. "C'mon, go put that death thing in your arms away and let's get going." He said with a slight smile.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Aug 5, 2012 11:46:08 GMT -5
Dustin chuckled and ruffled Breyton's hair. "If you weren't gay, do you know how many girls would be after you?" he asked, smiling. Without waiting for an answer, he walked to his cabin to put his skateboard away. Then, he grabbed his wallet and stuffed in his back pocket so he could pay for his drink and a snack.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Aug 5, 2012 11:53:30 GMT -5
Breyton blushed and the ruffling of his hair and a bit deeper at Dustin's words. He followed Dustin out of the woods, not knowing how to get back to camp, then he waited in an obvious spot for Dustin to see when he came out of his cabin. His heart was racing about a million miles an hour. It sucked to have it going that fast. Then Breyton's hand went up to his hair and he grumbled slightly, trying to fix it while he had time to.
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