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 Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2005 9:47 am
Arms crosses, she looked from the window. India again. That brought back memories of being drugged. Sighing, she rests her forehead against the glass.
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2005 9:49 am
He steps out of his room after dressing himself in his usual attire. He runs a comb through his damp hair then sets the comb down on the table. He pulls his shades out of his pocket and puts them on.
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2005 9:54 am
After deciding she'd look a little under dressed going to the council as she was, she had put the red shirt on. Returning to the window, she watched the few mortals pass by, all worried by the 'terrorist' attacks. She heard him step out of his room, and turned. "Defiantly. You dont have that bloodied war-ravaged look, now." Smiling, she turned to the window again, before folding her arms again. "Ready?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2005 9:59 am
He nods and holds out his hand for her to take, while grabbing his coat with the other hand. "I told you it's suit you better." He smirks, noticing the shirt.
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2005 10:05 am
Taking his hand, she smiles slightly. "Its warm, and it reminded me of you. So it was like.. A prized possession. I have some of your guns, by the way. He dropped them in her, the last time he came to visit."
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2005 10:07 am
He smiles and kisses her cheek. "Keep them." He slips his coat on then takes her hand again. He opens the door and steps out.
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2005 10:09 am
Following him, she entwines her fingers with his, and looks to the cats as she takes the key from her pocket, to lock the door. "..Be good." she muttered, before locking the door, and returning the key to her pocket.
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2005 12:45 pm
((Weeell that was a quick trip xd ))
He waits by the door and leans against the wall. He'd given Xan his key so technically, he was locked out of his own apartment. He didn't mind though.
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2005 12:50 pm
Pulling the key from her pocket, she unlocks the door and hands him the key. She smiled, comforted to be somewhere familiar.
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2005 12:53 pm
He slips the key into his trouser pocket then smirks as he steps a bit closer too her and picks her up, placing one arm under her knees and the other to support her on her back.
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2005 12:56 pm
Smiling as he picks her up, she wraps her arms round his neck gently, and stroked the hair at the back of his neck. "Dont drop me. Especially not on a cat. I'll be mauled."
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2005 12:58 pm
He laughs a bit then steps into the room, closing the door behind him with his foot. He walks over to the sofa and sits down, gently setting Xan on his lap.
(( Trooouuuuuser eek ))
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2005 1:02 pm
Smiling, she kissed his forehead. "So, whats it like to be back?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2005 1:05 pm
He moves his arms and wraps them around her waist, resting his head on her shoulder. "Pretty damn good. Especially because I get to be with you."
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2005 1:07 pm
Smiling, she gently plays with the hair at the back of his neck. "You wont be saying that when you have psycho-Vamp after you. Or if my cat wee'd in your shoes. Or If I suddenly get really cold and steal every shirt - and duvet - I can find."
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