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Jun 26, 2005 3:56:19 GMT -5
Post by Kiya Sati on Jun 26, 2005 3:56:19 GMT -5
Kiya knocked on to the door tentively to see both if anyone was in the dorm, and as a warning in case someone was changing. She remembered the last time she had been there and hoped that Ivan was dressed this time.
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Jun 26, 2005 9:39:26 GMT -5
Post by ivansercofsky on Jun 26, 2005 9:39:26 GMT -5
"Come in." Ivan called as he continued to read the book he was in the middle of for a few minutes before setting the book mark in it and then setting it aside. He smiled when he saw it was Kiya. "Oh Kiya! How may I help you?"
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Jun 26, 2005 15:41:15 GMT -5
Post by Kiya Sati on Jun 26, 2005 15:41:15 GMT -5
Kiya smiled as she walked over to Ivan, "Nothing much just coming to see you, what were you reading?" She asked softly before kissing him on the cheek.
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Jun 27, 2005 21:21:31 GMT -5
Post by ivansercofsky on Jun 27, 2005 21:21:31 GMT -5
He showed her the book, this one in Korean since he knew both languages really, and translated it for her. "A Tale of Two Cities. " he said. "An English classic that has lost most of it's value in horrible translations."
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Jun 28, 2005 8:48:54 GMT -5
Post by Kiya Sati on Jun 28, 2005 8:48:54 GMT -5
"Then why dont you read the original?" Kiya asked as she saw the book in a language she didnt recognise. She conjoured a chair as she took a seat lightly.
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Jun 28, 2005 14:03:04 GMT -5
Post by ivansercofsky on Jun 28, 2005 14:03:04 GMT -5
"My english, at least in reading, is even worse than my korean." he said with a sigh. "Charles Dickens is hard enough to read in the languages I do know."
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Jun 28, 2005 14:48:04 GMT -5
Post by Kiya Sati on Jun 28, 2005 14:48:04 GMT -5
"Oh, well then maybe I'll see if I can find a copy I can read one day, Im sure it wasnt translated into egyptian." She said with a slight laugh.
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Jun 28, 2005 18:38:09 GMT -5
Post by ivansercofsky on Jun 28, 2005 18:38:09 GMT -5
"Arabic maybe, but not Egyptian." he said and then closed his eyes as he shifted to be more comfortable on the bed and yet give Kiya enough room to lay down beside him if she wanted to. "Egyptian is considered a dead language to the world."
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Jun 29, 2005 1:05:23 GMT -5
Post by Kiya Sati on Jun 29, 2005 1:05:23 GMT -5
"Hmm Arabic I could probably handle," Kiya said as she noticed Ivan move and slid from her chair and lay lightly next to Ivan almost snuggling close to him.
"I know, Ancient Egyptian is a dead culture to most, thats why most stare at my tattooing, most only notice my eyes."
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Jun 29, 2005 13:07:59 GMT -5
Post by ivansercofsky on Jun 29, 2005 13:07:59 GMT -5
"It's not that bad I think." Ivan said with a yawn, wrapping his arm round Kiya's shoulders. "It's better than being laughed at for your natural hair color."
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Jun 29, 2005 14:59:52 GMT -5
Post by Kiya Sati on Jun 29, 2005 14:59:52 GMT -5
"Well, unless they have know you since you were a kid how are they supposed to know if this your natural hair colour?" She asked looking up to him slightly enjoying the feeling of Ivan holding her.
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Jul 25, 2005 13:11:29 GMT -5
Post by ivansercofsky on Jul 25, 2005 13:11:29 GMT -5
"Like any SANE twenty year old would dye their hair gray." he said and yawned. "besides, people think I'm fifty or something a lot too."
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Jul 27, 2005 8:50:21 GMT -5
Post by Kiya Sati on Jul 27, 2005 8:50:21 GMT -5
Kiya held back a laugh but couldnt help the slight smile shown on her lips, "Your sane? Hmm never would have guessed." She said jokingly.
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Jul 27, 2005 9:11:28 GMT -5
Post by ivansercofsky on Jul 27, 2005 9:11:28 GMT -5
Ivan smirkedand playfully tapped her stomache. "Now now, if I were truely insane would you still have considered dating me?"
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Jul 27, 2005 10:20:32 GMT -5
Post by Kiya Sati on Jul 27, 2005 10:20:32 GMT -5
"Well in all honesty, no one is completely sane, everyone has a little insanity and thats what makes people so interesting." Kiya mused trying not to laugh as it would reveal just how ticklish her stomach was.
"And whoever say I was sane for that matter, from what I hear you have to be... um ... bonkers to be a priestess."
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