Gliding(Alex C.)

[Cupcake Lowe]

Cupcake had left her room with her pink ice skates with her and her backpack that she carried them in, stopping she put her skates into her backpack. Making sure she had everything she needed she did and locked the door with the key on her bracelet. Clothed in black leather pants, a light pink sweater top, black leather boots and black leather duster. Pink gloves were on her hands and a matching pink hat was on her head that covered her hair. Leaving the castle she went to the rink for some skating time that she enjoyed greatly. Not seeing anyone there she removed her backpack and got her skates out, putting her boots down. She put on her skates and ties them, removing the pink blade covers, moving onto the ice she started to skate around. Gliding, doing different jumps, combo jumps, turns and such. She smiled having so much fun and didn't mind that she was by herself there.
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[Alexander Crane]

[ Considering there's no other character with a forename of Alex and a surname beginning with C, I'm guessing you're after me. I'd prefer to have been notified about this, though.

Still, if by some fluke I am mistaken, I'll be happy to delete this post. ]

There was something about ice skating, some strange allure that Alex couldn't put his finger on. Perhaps it was the air of wonder surrounding the activity, the fluid grace one achieves when gliding over the surface of the ice.

The girl who was skating solo was, unsurprisingly, unfamiliar to the boy. Still, there was something oddly attractive about the way she carried herself on the ice. She was obviously an experienced skater and enjoyed the sport greatly.

Alex watched silently, out of sight, considering making his presence known but aware that now was not the best time. It would be rude to interrupt the girl while she was skating.

[Cupcake Lowe]

[ You didn‘t get the PM *kicks the board.*the blasted board ate it then. Nopes your the right Alex.]

She was having fun there on the ice and she felt free there on the ice and unable to be touched here. Cupcake had some ice skating training and trained on her own since she was at Winterthorne. Wondering if her brother would be accepted so he could attend school with her she thought about that. She skated alone there but she would skate with her brother a lot of the time they did a few competitions as pairs and had won which had been nice for them. Always carrying herself with grace and beauty there on the ice she was a very experienced skater she smiled. Doing more turns and jumps without music even playing she did an old program she had for when she was a singles skater. Putting all of her heart and soul into it she could have gone to the Olympics if she had chosen to still compete in skating alone or with her brother.[/size]

[Alexander Crane]

[ Hmm. Forum troubles. I can believe that. ]

Oh, sod it. Now was as good a time as any. However, Alex would make sure not to make it look like he actually wanted to talk to her. Initiating conversations was never his strong point; instead, he'd let her grab his attention.

He strode purposefully into view, watching the ice as if unaware of the girl's presence. He sat on a bench beside it, glance shifting from the ice to his boots. His brow furrowed, as if he was thinking about something. All of a sudden, a green, diamond-like material sprouted from the sole of each boot, serrated and curved upwards at the end like an ice skate's blade.

Deathice. A fitting name, given the purpose for which he was about to put it to use.

He looked up at the girl for a moment before returning to the business at hand. He stayed put, mulling over the correct skating technique so as not to make a fool of himself by slipping up and falling over.

[Cupcake Lowe]

[*kicks the size*be nice from now on]

She could hear someone near by her and thanks to her sensitive hearing and smell she could smell and hear him as well. Cupcake wondered when he would come out of his hiding place while she waited she glided around some more okay her back would be tied up in knots afterwards since she didn’t stretch before she started. Hearing him coming she didn’t go over to him she didn’t know him and her brother would flip out if he was around. Doing more jumps and did a spread eagle along the edges of the ice, it was a beautiful technique and it was something no one could ever go wrong with. She turned around and watched the guy there on the ice as well. “Hello.”
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[Alexander Crane]

Alex had expected her to speak up right about when she did. He glanced upwards for a brief moment, but kept his head angled downwards towards his bladed boots. He was in an odd, almost sociable mood today, and she seemed nice enough; but then again, they all did - and some were nowhere near as nice as they made themselves out to be. He'd take this thing step by step. See if he could figure her out to any degree.

"Hello," he replied rather flatly. The first test; put them off from the get go. If she persisted, maybe he would consider sticking around. Besides, he'd put himself in this situation; it was down to him to get himself out, regardless of the result.

[Cupcake Lowe]

She had spoken to Alex from where she was and skated around some more she was a sociable mood. Doing a smooth lay back spin she stopped finally skating gave her a pure rush and she loved it so much. Moving her fingers through her hair and fixed it some but ran her fingers through her hair. Hearing him talk to her and how flat it was it didn’t bug her, she kneeled down and fixed her skate lace tucking it back into her boot. Doing it to the other boot she moved back to her feet she fixed her clothing and stretched a bit where she was knowing her back was going to be tied in knots after skating without stretching. “I’m Cupcake, what’s your name?” She wondered who the guy was a figured that he was new.
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[Alexander Crane]

Why the hell not? It wouldn't do to remain a mystery to every student in Winterthorne.

"Alexander," the boy replied with a chuckle. Cupcake, eh? Not the most conventional of names, but it wasn't really his place to judge. "You have quite a unique name, Cupcake. I rather like it."

This last part was a spur-of-the-moment addition to make sure he didn't offend her. If he was to make a friend here, he needed to play his cards right and choose his words carefully. He straightened up and launched himself onto the ice, his makeshift skates gliding across the frozen surface like he was moving across air. He raised his eyebrows, impressed by himself that he'd made such a good job of it.