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 Posted: Mon Aug 17, 2009 11:49 pm
*Laughs* Okay, I'm not seein any faces just feeling the pushing... Friends of yours Jane ?
AND you sung ?
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Posted: Mon Aug 17, 2009 11:50 pm
whee Like a Friggen Angel!
Hey why don't you sing again!? It'll mean more now that he's here!!
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Posted: Mon Aug 17, 2009 11:52 pm
Tabby and I met last night here and she convinced me to sing.
I just so happened to pick a song that matched my thoughts. *Winks even though she's still blushing deeply.*
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Posted: Mon Aug 17, 2009 11:53 pm
Nice meeting you Tabitha.
*Grabs Jane's hand and looks to her* Like an angel uh... ?
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Posted: Mon Aug 17, 2009 11:54 pm
whee ::Hugs Terry and smiles:: awww... Amour...
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Posted: Mon Aug 17, 2009 11:55 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 17, 2009 11:59 pm
*Watches Terry become more irritated*
You know, the drink offer is still good.... *Winks*
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Posted: Mon Aug 17, 2009 11:59 pm
Donald Blake Nice meeting you Tabitha.
*Grabs Jane's hand and looks to her* Like an angel uh... ?
*Gives his hand a gentle squeeze as she looks up at him.*
I can sing if you want. And you can tell me if it was like an angel. redface
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 12:00 am
..Thanks...::Slowly slides the wine towards himself and pours it into a new glass::
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 12:01 am
::Takes the Glass from Terry:: No Drinkie till after Jane's song!
::Smiles and thumbs up to Jane::
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 12:04 am
Jane Foster-Kincaid
*Gives his hand a gentle squeeze as she looks up at him.*
I can sing if you want. And you can tell me if it was like an angel. redface
Though you already know what I'm going to say...*Kisses her for good luck*
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 12:09 am
*She smiles at Don and kisses him back.*
*Walks over and grabs the mic. Nervously turns on a song and sings Touched by your Presence, Blondie.*
Was it destiny
I don't know yet
Was it just by chance? Could this be Kismet?
Something in my consciousness told me you'd appear
Now I'm always touched by your presence dear
When we play at cards you use an extra sense (it's really not cheating)
You can read my hand, I've got no defence
When you sent your messages whispered loud and clear
I am always touched by your presence dear
Floating past the evidence of possibilities
We could navigate together, psychic frequencies
Coming into contact with outer entities
We could entertain each one with our theosophies
Stay awake at night and count your R.E.M.'s when you're talking with your super friends
Levitating lovers in the secret stratosphere
I am still in touch with your presence dear
I am still in touch with your presence dear
I am still in touch with your presence dear, dear, dear, dear, dear
Was it destiny
I don't know yet
Was it just by chance? Could this be Kismet?
Something in my consciousness told me you'd appear
Now I'm always touched by your presence dear
When we play at cards you use an extra sense (it's really not cheating)
You can read my hand, I've got no defence
When you sent your messages whispered loud and clear
I am always touched by your presence dear
Floating past the evidence of possibilities
We could navigate together, psychic frequencies
Coming into contact with outer entities
We could entertain each one with our theosophies
Stay awake at night and count your R.E.M.'s when you're talking with your super friends
Levitating lovers in the secret stratosphere
I am still in touch with your presence dear
I am still in touch with your presence dear
I am still in touch with your presence dear, dear, dear, dear, dear
Was it destiny
I don't know yet
Was it just by chance? Could this be Kismet?
Something in my consciousness told me you'd appear
Now I'm always touched by your presence dear
When we play at cards you use an extra sense (it's really not cheating)
You can read my hand, I've got no defence
When you sent your messages whispered loud and clear
I am always touched by your presence dear
Floating past the evidence of possibilities
We could navigate together, psychic frequencies
Coming into contact with outer entities
We could entertain each one with our theosophies
Stay awake at night and count your R.E.M.'s when you're talking with your super friends
Levitating lovers in the secret stratosphere
I am still in touch with your presence dear
I am still in touch with your presence dear
I am still in touch with your presence dear, dear, dear, dear, dear
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 12:12 am
*Fascinatedly hears her sing, all the while keeping a foolish smile on his face*
Wow... I-I...
Like an angel indeed.
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 12:13 am
::Squees happily and gives Terry back his glass::
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 12:13 am
::Smiles and takes it back, not drinking::
::Claps for Jane::
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