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 Posted: Thu Aug 17, 2006 11:43 pm
Erica gave him a wave, "Later Blitz, don't drop either of them."
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Posted: Fri Aug 18, 2006 5:15 am
Bobby turned to Artemis, "Do you see anyone who might be Ruby?"
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Posted: Fri Aug 18, 2006 5:28 am
Laurel stumbled out, one arm around Blitz, and supported on the other side by Kitty ((She promised to help me get home)). "Why don't you drop her off first, then you can take me home. Kitty too," she added glancing over at the older girl.
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Posted: Fri Aug 18, 2006 8:47 am
Kitty nodded, sitting down with Laurel. "We're closer to home anyway, it'll be fine." Kitty slammed down another shot while she sat. "everyone else got drunk without me!" she laughed and half-pouted.
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Posted: Fri Aug 18, 2006 1:13 pm
Blitz sighed and agreed as he moved Aly up out of her chair. Now to figure out where she lives. He thought to himself as he headed to the door, being sure to touch one of Kittys ears on the way out.
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Posted: Fri Aug 18, 2006 1:23 pm
Katherine's ear twitched in response, and she struggled to hold Laurel while clasping her ear. "Unfair!" she playfully hissed, jamming her hat back on.
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Posted: Fri Aug 18, 2006 3:19 pm
Laurel leaned heavily on Blitz as they left the club.
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Posted: Fri Aug 18, 2006 5:18 pm
Bobby watched them leave. "That group'll be lucky if the Piezos (PSOs) don't pick 'em up."
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Posted: Fri Aug 18, 2006 5:52 pm
(( rofl ha! getting drunk with eachother and flirting. . .great))
Shin stared at the top of the table he had been sleeping under, "Man, grown ups are so not worth my time. . ." He coughed and sat up, rubbing his head, "Upside down shot glasses don't make good pillows either."
(his name is shin guys. . . i promise)
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Posted: Sat Aug 19, 2006 1:31 pm
Anc stepped back into the main floor of the Night club, a little... akward, but clean-shaven and clean, in general. He was in his full size, and walked a little stiffly, but seemed to be in good enough shape.
"Min... Yeh still 'ere?" He asked, looking around the almost-deserted night club.
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Posted: Sat Aug 19, 2006 4:08 pm
Xeen Soldevi Anc stepped back into the main floor of the Night club, a little... akward, but clean-shaven and clean, in general. He was in his full size, and walked a little stiffly, but seemed to be in good enough shape. "Min... Yeh still 'ere?" He asked, looking around the almost-deserted night club. "Well I wasn't gonna just leave, however tempting that may be." She glanced up at Anc, "You look better...then before...but you still look like crap." She took a drink from her glass. "So what did you want, other than to drag me into the nest of the super reunion?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 19, 2006 4:11 pm
5ilver 5treak Bobby turned to Artemis, "Do you see anyone who might be Ruby?" ((was waiting for Arty to post, but I'll make her catch up later)) RJ came back to the bar and overlooked, the mess that the crowd had left behind. She gave a short sigh, seeing her waitress in a corner booth with what looked to be a three year old, enjoying shots. "This place is going to hell faster than a handful of rebellious pre-teens. Oi, Erica, move yourself and start cleaning up, and who does that kid belong too?" She turned to Bobby's table, "Do you folks need anything?" Her name tag clearly read RJ St. Claire.
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Posted: Sat Aug 19, 2006 4:29 pm
Bobby looked up at the new waitress - she clearly wasn't Ruby. But then he saw her name-tag. "Just the answer to a simple question - who are you?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 19, 2006 6:06 pm
5ilver 5treak Bobby looked up at the new waitress - she clearly wasn't Ruby. But then he saw her name-tag. "Just the answer to a simple question - who are you?" "RJ st. Claire, and you cupcake?" RJ asked, a hand hooking into her belt as she rested her elbow on the bar.
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