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 Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 11:06 pm
Oh God Talia could see them. She could see the two catepillars for lips that were sitting on the man's face, slowly inching toward her. All wet and disgusting and smelling of liquor. It was HORRIFIC, and coming straight towards her face.
Just as one of the drunken men was about to kiss her, a blonde blur came from her right side. It was Fletcher! Fletcher was here to save her!
Talia was absolutely taken. He was a prince. He was like something straight out of a fairy tale. Fletcher knocked one of the guys in the jaw and it was like Talia's heart was knocked out of her chest. He was so brave! So handsome! So ...
So on the floor.
"Oh my god Fletcher are you okay?!" she squealed. She bent over and kneeled, holding Fletcher's head in her lap. "Fletcher are you okay? Say something!" He certainly wasn't dying, but Talia was making it seem like it. Behind her the men giggled because they had a great view of her a**. Yeah. Really.
Talia was pissed. She gingerly set Fletcher's head down and kissed him on the forehead. Then she stood up and kicked one of the dudes square in the stomach. Hard.
These guys may have been big, but they were skinny sticks. The one she kicked went flying, and fell into a couple dancing behind them. Talia's eyes were narrowed and angry. She was totally bluffing and putting up a front, but she wasn't afraid to kick these boys' asses if necessary.
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Posted: Mon Jul 04, 2011 10:42 pm
Fletcher heard Talia's concern as though it was far-off. His head was killing him, like he was already hungover. He groaned and closed his eyes tight. No, he wasn't dying, but he felt like it. He ought to get up, right? Maybe later...
He would have no idea later about how Talia thought of him as a prince or a knight in shining armor. Ask any of his ex-girlfriends and they would all call her crazy. Insane. Absolutely mental. Worthy of being committed. Fletcher. Princely. Altruistic. Bullshit. He threw an arm over his eyes and tried to shut out the world. While he was still there lying in the middle of the floor.
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Posted: Mon Jul 04, 2011 10:49 pm
Griffin had seen and heard most of the commotion on the middle of the dance floor and pushed her way past everyone to get to the thick of it. And she was maaaaddddd. "TALIIIIIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA." She'd heard Talia's voice when she demanded to be let go. Momma Griffin was on her way, baby! She'd protect you from the big, bad, douche bags! Should she henshin up? Good idea? Yeah? She fumbled for her henshin pen, but luckily she'd left it inside her purse in Talia's car. These guys are just lucky, she thought. Maenalus would ******** s**t up.
She put her hand on her friend's shoulder. "Go outside to the car, I'll handle this." She could tell that not all of the harassers took her seriously, but at least the one Talia kicked in the gut was now aware that girls could fight. If they'd known how much Griffin worked out and exercised, they would have probably been more hesitant. She casually stepped over the body of Fletcher, and threw a mighty punch at the closest guy. She just hoped it was one who had attacked Talia.
Oh! Just her luck, he had been! Score one for Griffin. "Whose next?!" She stood in a fighting posture, over confident and ready to fight.
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Posted: Tue Jul 05, 2011 12:37 am
GRIFFINNNNNNNNNNN.
TALIA WAS SO EXCITED TO SEE HER.
Someone write that down, you will never hear it again.
Talia gasped with happiness when Griffin came out of the thick of things to help her. She would've run hugging like a little kid if it wasn't for the fact that she was still in a fight. "Uhhh ... Griffin I don't know how to fight!" Well she had already broken rule one. Never let the enemy know your weakness.
Talia punched around one, but he grabbed her arm. Oh s**t, things were turning bad fast, but ... Talia couldn't just leave Griffin. "Nope! I'm staying here with you," she said to her friend. Never back down and always succeed. It was like a mantra in the Chu house.
She broke free of the man's grasp and kicked him where it hurt. Finally there was an opening in the little circle that had formed around the threesome. Talia waved to her friend and said, "C'mon Griffin let's go let's goooo~!" She dashed out of the room before Griffin could say another word.
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Posted: Wed Jul 06, 2011 10:29 pm
"When the going gets tough, the tough get going!" Griffin punched at another guy in the face, the one who had grabbed Talia's sweet, precious, baby-needs-protecting, baby arm that she was in charge of protecting. She missed. Thankfully Talia took care of him. She made sure to hit another guy for good measure. She started to run after Talia, but tripped on something...
Someone.
Well, the floor was littered with the bodies of fallen creeps, though some were being dragged off so the party could resume, but one Fletcher Daniel Wade was left where he'd fallen. Griffin's spill had woken him with a start and a profanity, and on her hands and knees she scrabbled over to him.
"Uh, I'm right behind you, Talia!"
Well, she'd be there in a second, first she had to apologize.
"OH MY GOD I'M SO SORRY."
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Posted: Wed Jul 06, 2011 10:37 pm
Fletcher was peacefully asleep and blissfully unawares of the fight above him, otherwise he'd probably had his eyes open to check out the fighting babes above. Not to be creepy, but he was down there already, so...
However, he'd missed it all, even the finale, until Griffin tripped over him.
"OW. ********>"
He rubbed the spot on his ribs where he'd been punched and she'd tripped. Some people just couldn't catch a break. He sat up with a little help from the brunette. "You can make it up to me by giving me your friend's number." When that provoked a funny face from Griffin, he winced.
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Posted: Wed Jul 06, 2011 10:47 pm
Griffin stared incredulously at Fletcher. She kind of knew him through someone who knew someone who knew him, which really meant she'd seen him at a party or two when he DJ'd. So. She knew he was older. 27? Nahhh. "How old..." He tried to say something but she slapped him as she stared with empty eyes into a corner.
Oh yeah, he was 23 or something close to that.
She shook her head fervently.
"Nononono, Talia's 17. You." She jabbed a finger at his chest. "Are old. Creep."
She heard the car horn of Talia's little silver car and pat him on the top of the head. "Gotta go kay bye!" She then skirted through the crowd and out the door to rejoin her biffle.
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Posted: Wed Jul 06, 2011 10:55 pm
Seventeen.
She was seventeen going on eighteen...
Oh ********.
That's all Fletcher needed to sober up. He put a hand to his temple and his green eyes were clear. Oh shiiit. She didn't look seventeen while he was drunk and it was dark... It seemed people were still watching the scene but most had lost interest once the second cute girl left. He stood and pushed his way out of the crowd and hid in the bathroom for a little while, looking at himself in the mirror. Hopefully Chris Hansen wouldn't find him in there.
s**t... Seventeen.
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