Here Goes Nothin [Aspen]

[Camryn Jeremiah Lieson]

Oh Sweet Catastrophe, Where have you been?

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Camryn Lieson

[aspen britt lakes]

[cs=2][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,truepadding:0px;][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 10px #000000 solid;] I'm a Chemical kid You're a mechanical bride Aspen was doing a quick sweep of the garage. She was the only mechanic in right now, except for Archer who was busy working on paperwork. She’d finished her work for today, unless somebody happened to have some auto troubles today. Earlier her twin had stopped by to annoy her – but she promptly made it clear that she was having none of it today. Even Camden knew when to back off. She suspected he was still on the grounds somewhere, but at least staying out of the general distance in which Aspen could through something at him. She set the broom down in a corner and stopped when she heard a car roll up, turning around. She raised a brow as the driver parked the car and stepped out. ”Damn, ’69 Corvette?” It was a question but she already knew the answer. She grabbed one of the several cloths hanging around and wiped off her greasy hands on it, though in this place you could barely look at anything without getting some grease on yourself. Stains covered her black cargo pants and old, worn ‘Of Mice & Men’ t-shirt. Only now did she glance at the driver himself. She took a moment to take in his attire. He might be new around here, she gathered. She tended to notice anyone who wasn’t very typical of this area. Her gaze flicked back to the car. It was nice. She didn’t go up to it, instead leaned her shoulder against the frame of the open garage door, crossing one ankle over the other as she stood. ”Car troubles?” She asked. Aspen Lakes Words: 268 Tags: Camryn Lieson Notes: It’s short, but yeah. I love this table!

[Camryn Jeremiah Lieson]

Oh Sweet Catastrophe, Where have you been?

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Camryn Lieson

[aspen britt lakes]

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[Camryn Jeremiah Lieson]

Oh Sweet Catastrophe, Where have you been?

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Camryn Lieson

[aspen britt lakes]

[cs=2][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,truepadding:0px;][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 10px #000000 solid;] I'm a Chemical kid You're a mechanical bride Aspen took a step back from the truck as he approached it, crossing her arms and tilting her head slightly to the side as she watched, a crooked smile finding its way onto her face as she waited. While she and her twin hardly looked alike, they had similar tendencies. The little head tilt, the crooked smile, among other things. She grabbed a pen while he was turned around, tucking it in one of her pockets, getting the feeling that he would know what he’s doing. When he turned back to her and quickly rattled off the specs on the car, she didn’t betray any emotion, glancing back at the truck and then to him, looking over him once more. For a moment, she didn’t move, and then the strode forward, grasping the papers and pulling out the pen, using the hood of the car as a surface to write upon. ”Alright, criminal, welcome aboard.” She muttered, trying to sound annoyed. She actually wasn’t too upset on the idea of having him around. He actually seemed like he could make company – a high compliment, coming from the introverted, generally socially disconnected Aspen. She’d have to find something to call him, though, seeing as Cam was her twin’s nickname. ”So bad boy, now that you work here, what exactly did you do to get yourself thrown in the slammer?” she asked, though she wasn’t looking at him now, instead grabbed the rag and was wiping down the truck he’d just evaluated quickly. Where the hell was the owner of it, anyways? He was supposed to be here within the last hour, said he’d get a ride from someone, or something. Reasons why not to depend on people. Aspen Lakes Words: 286 Tags: Camryn Lieson Notes:

[Camryn Jeremiah Lieson]

Oh Sweet Catastrophe, Where have you been?

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Camryn Lieson

[aspen britt lakes]

[cs=2][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,truepadding:0px;][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 10px #000000 solid;] I'm a Chemical kid You're a mechanical bride Aspen twitched a little at his comment of ‘Darlin’ but she kept it to herself. Yet another thing she’d learned; guys would make comments that they didn’t even know bugged her. As badly as she wanted to be one of the guys, it was never going to be that way seeing as she was in fact, a female. However, ‘Cupcake’ was pushing it. She turned around sharply, staring him dead in the eyes. ”Let’s get this straight now. Call me ‘Cupcake’ again, and I’ll chop your balls off with kid scissors.” She said, not smiling but not frowning, her tone entirely even. Some nicknames she could handle, but Cupcake just got to her. It would not do. Her off centered smirk returned when he explained how he got himself into his little predicament, and she couldn’t help but laugh, shaking her head. ”’65 Cobras are nice, but come on man!” Now she full on grinned, entertained by the fact that he got caught. She was never one to go so far as to steal cars, but she knew better than to go for something that could only backfire. Aspen had never been good at picking up changes in emotion or anything. Hence part of the reason she preferred technology to people. However, she managed to recognize Camryn kick at the ground, seeming to temporarily lose himself in thought. She didn’t want to get herself caught up in it, but she caught his eye, trying her best to look concerned. She wasn’t intentionally insensitive to other’s emotions, but she’d never really been able to conjure up sympathy for strangers. She could really only sympathize with those close to her, Camden and her parents, mostly. Aspen Lakes Words: 283 Tags: Camryn Lieson Notes:

[Camryn Jeremiah Lieson]

Oh Sweet Catastrophe, Where have you been?

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Camryn Lieson

[aspen britt lakes]

[cs=2][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,truepadding:0px;][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 10px #000000 solid;] I'm a Chemical kid You're a mechanical bride Flirting wasn’t something that Aspen tried much, and it usually went straight over her head if somebody tried to flirt with her. Being her tomboyish self, who’s much more comfortable around guys however, she often became flirty without noticing it. Of course, as always, Camryn’s little comments went straight over her head, and she impatiently bit her tongue as he referred to her as ‘Cupcake’. She’d gotten used to men calling her nicknames before, she’d get used to it now. ”Don’t make me regret signing those things.” Her green eyes flicked over to the papers in his hand. She wasn’t particularly worried about him stealing a car here – he wouldn’t end up working alone thanks to the matter of probation, and while his actions didn’t exactly peg him as very clever, he didn’t really strike her as stupid enough to make such a mistake twice. Aspen shook her head. She wasn’t exactly able to hire, but she knew Archer would be fine taking on a boy who had to work for no pay. She knew that having been in jail wasn’t a big issue, as long as the kid was willing to work hard. ”Archer isn’t here yet, so I need you to fill out some job application thing.” She shrugged, walking towards the door at the back of the garage that leads to where the office is. ”Just protocol, we need mechanics, it’ll definitely be a yes, we just need some info to file.” She said as she led him down the hall to the front desk, opening a drawer and flipping through some papers, pulling one out. ”Here, contact info and stuff.” She said, putting the paper down on the counter and dropping a pen on top of that. Aspen Lakes Words: 291 Tags: Camryn Lieson Notes: Ahh. Crappy post.

[Camryn Jeremiah Lieson]

Oh Sweet Catastrophe, Where have you been?

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Camryn Lieson

[aspen britt lakes]

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[Camryn Jeremiah Lieson]

Mar 10, 2013 15:07:50 GMT -8 Camryn Jeremiah Lieson said:

Oh Sweet Catastrophe, Where have you been?

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Camryn Lieson

[aspen britt lakes]

[cs=2][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,truepadding:0px;][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 10px #000000 solid;] I'm a Chemical kid You're a mechanical bride Aspen jumped, startled as he slammed his fist down on the table. She whipped around, staring at him with wide eyes, tilting her head. Had she done something to upset him? What was with this sudden change of moods? Times like this made her wish she understood people as well as she did machines. At least technology has a logically reason behind everything it does, and a standard fix for everything, no matter where you went. Oh, yes, she had done something to upset him, she realized. She'd blown a giant hole in his ego, clearly. Obviously he wasn't used to girls who didn't instantly love him. That's not how it worked with her, she never instantly liked anyone in general. She avoided people as much as she could, and everyone she met was just another interaction to survive through. Needless to say, she hadn't been on a lot of dates in her life. Either she ducked out at last minute, or whoever she was with eventually grew frustrated with her and ditched. Yes, Camryn was certainly attractive. It wasn't like she couldn't recognize that. Looks weren't everything though. In her mind, everything could be traced back to systems. For example, her Lenovo desktop computer wasn't particularly attractive. It still ran far better than any of her nice looking laptops. She knew better than to go right away for something because of it's looks. Same goes for boys. She was an observer and a problem solver, she was an engineer. And her plan for everything was to find the problem, find a pattern in it if she could, and fix it. Turns out, this works for social situations. ”If it'll repair your broken ego, sure.” She said, still sounding disinterested. Though she was somewhat excited, that couldn't be helped. Just because she was weird about being a human, didn't mean she wasn't one. ”Seven it is. Come get me here.” She ordered. She got off at six today, and that gave her time to go home and change her clothes and take a quick shower, normally she didn't mind going in to public covered in grease in old clothing, but she might as well clean herself up a bit. She didn't want Camryn to get her at her house, because that risks Camden being there. Her twin was basically useless in her life, but he liked to try to feel important by being the protective brother. Which included carefully judging and attempting to drive away all guys from her. Aspen Lakes Words: 419 Tags: Camryn Lieson Notes: