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 Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2005 9:10 pm
*Damn. It wasn't just the pizza. It was that he wanted Cora to let loose and have a little fun - for his AND for her sake. Well, this was South Street. If you couldn't go wild here, maybe the world just didn't have what you were looking for.*
*He tries to keep his face serious.* Alright. That's it. You're fired. You can't stay in the 21 century any more.
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2005 9:14 pm
:::She felt her heart rise up into her throat and then quickly sink to the bottom of her stomach. She'd expected something like that. If she couldn't eat the food here, how would she survive? How silly of her. She couldn't look Luke in the eye anymore:::
I know...I'll go back as soon as I can. I need to get my things.
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2005 9:21 pm
*Luke grinned at her and sang.* Sit down, Slim.
Look around you. Do you think anyone minds that you're not eating pizza? This isn't like where you come from. This isn't Rihad.
*Luke picks up the menu between the salt and pepper shakers.* You need to learn to chill, babe.
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2005 9:23 pm
:::She wasn't sure what was going on, or what he was getting at. Just a moment ago he was saying that she wasn't fit for the time...:::
Wh- what do you mean by that?
:::Cora was uncertain, but she stayed parked:::
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2005 9:40 pm
I mean, you don't have to walk on eggshells. You don't have to get all uptight. You don't -- *Luke thinks of how to put it in her terms.* You don't have to worry.
As long as you're not killing people or cashing the bank or crashing your car into things ... it's alright. Okay?
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2005 9:42 pm
Oh... :::She thought about this one:::
Well, I don't think I'll kill anyone. Are you sure? It's alright? I mean...I haven't been myself here. :::She rubbed her hands nervously and tried desperately not to look at or think of the pizza, no matter how hard the smell made it to do so.::::
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2005 9:13 pm
*Luke studied her for a minute. Luke considered himself a genius of course - but he didn't have to be one to see that Cora was climbing the cliffs of anxiety.*
Yeah, you haven't been. What's the problem?
*She couldn't be afraid of being found out. They'd covered that with the Canadian border.*
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2005 9:15 pm
...I...
:::She hadn't thought about WHY she felt so uneasy, but a few moments of introspection revealed the problem:::
I don't know anything. I feel entirely inadequate and unable to function properly...
:::Saying it outloud didn't make it feel any better unfortunately:::
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2005 9:30 pm
*No s**t, Blaize. Way to Go. The voice was his own, but it sounded suspiciously like Leo's ... or Chuck's ... or any of his lacrosse teammates. Sometimes it was hard to tell.*
Yeah, well ... You're 1,130 years out of your time. There's no way in the ******** world that you'd know how to act here. If you did, it'd be scary, babe.
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2005 9:32 pm
I'm aware of that, Luke. But it doesn't help that I feel so incapable. I've never known a place that I didn't know anything at all... Well, except the Brink, but I remember feeling something like this there once too
:::that almost made her feel better, and she was able to lift her eyes just a tad:::
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2005 9:35 pm
*shrugs* But it got better, right?
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2005 9:39 pm
:::With her head still bowed, her eyes moved back up to Luke's with a sort of tenderness:::
Yes...it did.
:::She didn't smile, but she'd stopped frowning:::
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2005 9:44 pm
Of course, it did. *He put up his hands and sat back in his chair.* You met me. Problem solved.
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2005 9:46 pm
:::Cora couldn't help but chuckle at Luke being so sure of himself:::
Yeah, it turned out well.
:::She smiled at him... and wondered what in the world she'd gotten herself into being in such a place. She still couldn't look down at the cheese blob in front of her:::
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2005 9:54 pm
*Luke grinned.*
*The moment passed, and Luke realized they were in definite need of a distraction.*
*With a loud clear of his throat, he picked up the menu from between the salt and pepper shaker.*
Alright, pizza's out. *murmurs* Blasphemy.... *and looks through the short menu*
What's food like in your time, Slim? Besides lab-created.
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