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 Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2005 6:28 pm
She faltered a little bit. "I came to the island for therapy..." Her hands gave a nervous twitch against the Dude's flippers. "Hydrophobe...." She said softly.
She didn't really want to get on that subject right now so she just went on with the second question. "Oh I met him in the gameroom while back.... and..." She was going to say how she had saved him from the jungle because he was lost..but decided against it. "met up with him in the jungle later. I... told him about the ...experiments but he.. thought I was trippin." She sighed a bit.
Speaking of trippin..... Awen tripped over the Dude's feet and this time didn't stop herself. Her hands slipped out of the Dude's flippers and she ended up face first on the floor.
..."Ow..."
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2005 6:28 pm
As they all danced, Jamal sipped his beer and observed. Not only could they not choose good music, but they also couldn't dance. He wasn't sure which was worse.
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2005 6:29 pm
" 'Too embarassed to properly explore' hmm? Dare I ask what that means?"
Smiling back at Ambrose, she laced her arms around his neck and followed him through the last chords of the song. He really was a cutie...
Gah! Damn hawk.
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2005 6:41 pm
((GAH, baka gaia ate my post TWICE *kills*))
Hydrophobe ... the Dude pondered that whispered confession. Hydro meant water, phobia, as far as he understood, meant fear. But being afraid of water? That didn't compute in the Dude's mind. How can one be afraid of water. He must have misheard what hse whispered. So preoccupied was he with thinking about it that he didn't pay atteniont and let his charge clip
"Oh s**t!. Sorry, sorry ... sorry man" - he bent over and helped her up, looking totally mortified for such a finsih to the song. He looked liek an as, while AMbrose had finsihed his dance iwth a smooth little spin ...
"Very sorry ..." - he said one more time, sounding resigned
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2005 6:46 pm
She slowly got up. "It's...okay my fault my fault." She gave a little embarrassed smile. "But that's enoguh dancing for me I think.... th-thanks for the dance." She bowed her head a little bit and ducked away. She flopped down beside Jamal and sighed. "You know I think someone up there just hates me man..."
She glanced over at the Kareoke machine and jumped up. "OH!" She had just thought of something. She rushed over and flipepd through the list. "Does anyone mind if I....?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2005 6:52 pm
Jamal pulled his feet from the table and gave Awen a sympathetic shake of his head. "I saw dat...you a'ight? That dancin' s**t you guys do is dangerous. Too much twirlin' and s**t," he chided, sliding her his plate that had a cookie of some sort on it that she could have if she wanted it. "Crazy white people."
He winked as he said the last comment, hoping to make it look like he was just messing with her. He didn't really mean to offend her.
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2005 6:55 pm
((Sorry for the delay! WE're cleaning the apartment for a halloween party tomorrow ^_^ - I'd invite you guys, but.... yeah ^^; Texas and all that ))
"Oh!" Ambrose's face flushed. "Nothing like that! Just... science fiction, fantasy... Harry Potter... that kind of thing" He said laughing.
"And you are quite the dancer, Greer - seriously! Even when not drunk!" He joked. "Care for another, or should I return you to The Dude before he breaks his neck over there." He winked teasingly.
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2005 6:58 pm
The Dude grinned at Jamal and jocked: "Who you calling white?" - there was an overly wide grin there. One could say that he might have waited half his life time to pull a line like this on a black guy. "What, if it doesn't have word Ho in it, it's not music" - he grinned. ((PS: Erm .. front page people, the Dude is really not a ghost with a palm frond. He's Towlie, with a joint crying http://www.personal.psu.edu/users/f/m/fmg115/towlie.gif ))
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2005 7:01 pm
Greer scoffed. "I better be better at dancing sober - otherwise I'm the dancing version of a Jackie Chan movie."
Grabbing Ambrose's hand, she dragged him over to the refreshment table. "Before I do any more dancing, I require hydration. After that I'll be happy to keep both my boys busy."
She hadn't meant to make that joke, really...
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2005 7:11 pm
Awen heard the comment which the dude spouted to Jamal and frowned a little in worry. Quickly to draw attention away she tapped the microphone to the kareoke machine. "Um... yeah I guess this is on."
She shifted her weight a little bit looknig to the people there with an embarrassed little smile. "I don't really know how good I am.. but in the mood to uh... sing something. I don't know why but this song sort of popped into my head and well uh... yeah...."
She looked back to the machine and fumbled a little bit. "Okay so I do...um..this button?" The music of her song "Poison- The cover version by Groove Coverage" started quite suddenly and rather loudly. She yelped a bit and jumped back to the mic. "Well I guess it was that button." She laughed slightly....
She started the song her voice seemed nice...if a little shakey...
(I wanna love you but I,but I better not)
Poison
(I wanna love you but I,but I better not)
Poison
Your cruel device
your blood, like ice
One look, could kill
My pain, your thrill...
She started picking up and seeming more confident now. Taking the mic off the stand she started to get into the song now...
I wanna love you but I better not touch
I wanna hold you, but my senses tell me to stop
I wanna kiss you but I want it too much
I wanna taste you but your lips are venomous poison
Your poison running through my veins
Your poison
I don't wanna break these chains
(I wanna love you but I,but I better not)
Poison
Awen was by this point moving and grooving to the beat and even gave a little wink in Jamal's general direction, though with the people around who knew who it was too....
Your mouth, so hot
Your web, I'm caught
Your skin, so wet
Black lace, on sweat
I hear you calling and it's needles and pins
I wanna hurt you just to hear you screaming my name
Don't wanna touch you but you're under my skin
I wanna taste you but your lips are venomous poison
Your poison running through my veins
Your poison
I don't wanna break these chains
She set the mic back on it's stand blushing profusely. She shakily wandered back down and took the cookie Jamal had offered earlier going back and nibbling on it silently.
what had gotten into her?
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2005 7:12 pm
Jamal's brow quirked as the Dude more or less interrupted the conversation he was having with Awen but flashed him a smooth smile and shrugged.
"It ain't gotta have ho no where in it to be good. Need something wit' a ********' beat. Something ya can feel in ya' chest."
EDIT: He glanced up as the music cranked on and sat back, wondering what Awen was going to sing. He'd never heard it before...that he remembered anyway, but the lyric alone were enough to catch his attention. How...seductive. The black man was faintly amused watching her sing and he caught the wink.
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2005 7:23 pm
"Agreed!" Ambrose concurred, strolling with Greer over to the refreshments table, picking up one of the paper cups and ladling Greer some of the Witch's brew before making himself one of the glasses. He quirked an eyebrow at the 'both' comments, but brushed it off, assuming that she was referring more to friendships than anything else. "We are becoming quite a close-knit little 'family' here" He smiled.
Ambrose looked up as Awen began singing, respectfully watching with a smile. "Nice work, Awen!" He called to her when she finished, clapping.
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2005 7:26 pm
((very sorry, gotta run here ^^;;; ))
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2005 7:28 pm
"That we are." She sipped her punch, inordinately glad he'd ignored her little comment. "It seems I've officially adopted Amaya as the daughter I never intended to have."
Toasting Awen with her cup, she nudged Ambrose with an elbow. "Who's the girl who just sang?"
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