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 Posted: Thu May 17, 2007 11:48 am
Caradoc smiled and waved to her as she left.
((Agh! Writer's block!))
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2007 11:56 am
((I have the block too... emo ))
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2007 9:43 pm
Wren sauntered down the stairs, in a pretty good mood, swinging a bottle of hurricane mixer in her hand. She felt great because she had alcohol, and as of 40 minutes ago, she is 20.
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2007 9:51 pm
Lily looked up from her curled up position on the couch, looking rather bleary eyed, and as if she hadn't been sleeping much lately. "Wren?" she questioned, sounding unsure if that was the other female now in the room, squinting.
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2007 9:56 pm
Wren turned, tilting slightly before righting herself. "Yeh? You're Lily, right?" She smiled and came to sit down next to her.
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2007 10:00 pm
"Yeah. Lily. That's me." The teen agreed, then slumped back down again, staring rather morosely at the fire.
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2007 10:06 pm
Wren frowned slightly. "Whats wrong chika? you look a bit down." She hiccuped, hugging her bottle fondly.
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2007 10:08 pm
"My boyfriend... he's missing." Lily answered sadly, then turned, eying the bottle Wren held. "What is that, and do you think it'll make me feel better if I stole some from you?" she asked, remembering vaguely some of Cerri's encounters with liquor.
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2007 10:15 pm
Wren gently locked Lily in an awkward side-hug, her bottle sloshing inside the glass as its cool slick surface rested against Lily's shoulder. "S'ok dear. I know it can be easy to worry about other people, but I'm sure he'll come back. From what I've seen of th two of you, you're very close." She smiled lopsidedly, swinging the bottle in front of Lily's face. "Dunno dearie. Hurricanes are mightly tasty with all their fruity goodness, but I don't know how you'd take to the rum I put in it. Maybe some herbal tea? Its very relaxing."
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2007 10:20 pm
Lily sniffled, then looked down at the crystal vial around her neck; the green flame still glowed, but it was faint. "I just hope he's okay... and I think rum sounds good right now, so gimme." she added, desperate to find some relief to the aching she felt, reaching out in an attempt to grab the bottle.
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2007 10:22 pm
Wren pulled the bottle out of her reach, cackling. "Not so fast missie. You want me rum, you play by my rules." Wren chuckled evily again, taking a swig of her rum-polluted hurricane mixer.
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2007 10:25 pm
"What rules?" Lily asked, still reaching for the bottle. In her misery, she seemed to have forgotten the fully stocked bar only a few feet away from them. "Tell me."
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2007 10:28 pm
Wren smiled one of her impish grins. "Extreme rock-paper-scissors. You play with your whole self. Paper- you stand up straight, rock- you curl up in a ball, and scissors- you spread your arms and legs wide, like you're going to do a jumping jack. Always 2 out of 3, but i get a handicap 'cuz I'm already drunk." She stood, swaying lightly, making sure to keep her precious elixir up and out of reach.
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2007 10:30 pm
Lily sighed, then nodded, standing as well. "Alright... tell me when to pick." she muttered, looking very annoyed with the whole situation, eye still on the bottle.
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2007 10:32 pm
"1...2...3! Wren jumped up and spun around, before curling into a small ball on the floor.
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