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 Posted: Sat Jun 28, 2008 8:23 pm
"Umm, crazy eights right? Yes, I can play." i looked down at the cards and tried to keep my hands still. I didn't want to look tense to people I didn't know.
(Rinachaan, can you maybe use a darker color? it's kind of hard for me to read.)
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Posted: Sat Jun 28, 2008 8:26 pm
"Its delayed, I'm not sure when it is now." Lizzie replied, looking over her hand. She eyed the others, looking for tells. Her mind was forming to poker now, not crazy eights.
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Posted: Sat Jun 28, 2008 8:29 pm
Hitomi looked to the side. "Could we play rich man poor man after this? It's all I play back home and when I get there I want to be in shape!" Hitomi said with a smile.
((I'm sorry, I changed it heart ))
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Posted: Sat Jun 28, 2008 8:31 pm
"I love that game!" she nodded. "That sounds good!" she loved the atmosphere, a bunch of strangers bonding over a card game. It made her feel all warm and fuzzy. A simple game of cards bringing people together.
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Posted: Sat Jun 28, 2008 8:32 pm
"Oh, I've never heard if that game." Anna said glancing at the newest girl. she tried to think of something else to say but nothing came to mind, so she just sat there not making eye contact with anyone.
(thanks)
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Posted: Sat Jun 28, 2008 8:44 pm
I stayed within the circle, stillplaying the game, but quiet as I usually was. My mind was miles away.
((Sorry; writer's block XD))
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Posted: Sat Jun 28, 2008 8:53 pm
Ok that was it. I couldn't stand it anymore. the others looked content, but the silence was killing me. The game wasn't distracting enough to keep my mind off why i was there.
"So," I said trying to break the silence, to keep my mind occupied. "we're all on flight 269 right? anyone know why the plane is delayed?"
(sleep for me, see you all tomorrow.)
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Posted: Sat Jun 28, 2008 9:13 pm
I looked around the group. "No idea," I said when no one else replied.
((Ewww why are my posts so short!))
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Posted: Sat Jun 28, 2008 9:45 pm
~Enter Mai Love ----> | Observing the scene rolled out in front of her, behind over-sized, designer sunglasses, Mai scouted out the airport boutique, and walked over sultly, and entered just as the P.A. announced that her flight was delayed.
Great... more time for dady-dearest and mother-dear to find me. Hopefully it's not delayed for long. She thought hopefully to herself.
Mai then noticed a handbag, and deemed it 'cute'. She bought it. In all nine colours. Afterwards, Mai sighed in relief, and headed out of the store, and back to a seat, where she could set down her things.
Nearby, Mai noticed some-odd people playing cards.
Mai smirked, and turned her head away, flicking her hair over her shoulder, tuning them out. She then proceeded to 'people watch'.
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Posted: Sat Jun 28, 2008 11:08 pm
I glanced over to my left as movement caught my eye. A girl with her arms full of shopping bags had just sat down and had been glancing in our little group's direction.
"Check out that spoiled thing," I snorted, nodding inconspicuously towards the girl with the shopping bags. "Designer glasses and what, nine bags? Jesus."
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Posted: Sat Jun 28, 2008 11:12 pm
Liam sat at a chair not too far away from the group playing cards, however he payed no attention to them. Instead he sat back in his chair, elbows leaned on the back of it and lifted his hand pointing at passing girls as well as some of the ones in the group. "She's hot, She's hot, She's not, She's hot..." This went on for quite sometime before finally he sighed and layed his head back. "It's just my luck that the flight is delayed! I have to get out of here!" He stood up and started pacing back in forth in front of the row of chairs.
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Posted: Sat Jun 28, 2008 11:20 pm
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Clinging to a chunk of hair, and twirling it between her fingers, Mai pulled out a light pink, Blackberry Pearl, another present from her parent's credit cards. As she did so, her sleeve slid up a bit, revealing one tiny, but nasty bruise. Mai quickly pulled her sleeve back up, and set her pearl in her lap as she pulled out her compact to check her cover-up.
Not too long ago, probably about a month, Mai's father had come close to breaking her nose. It hadn't been a pleasent expirence, but she dealt with it.
Understanding her cover-up was in no need of retouching, Mai put the compact away, and grabbed for her Blackberry Pearl again, and started to surf the web. She kept an ear out for the P.A., though.
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Posted: Sat Jun 28, 2008 11:24 pm
While pacing Liam noticed a girl who he thought was a little obsessive about her looks. He laughed a little as he noticed all of the stuff she was lugging around with her. Finally he walked over to her and smiled. "Do you really need all of that stuff? I mean seriously, what are you going to do with nine of the same purse?" He laughed even more.
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Posted: Sat Jun 28, 2008 11:41 pm
~"Oh, would you like one?"
She replied, sounding as if she was annoyed with him. But, in reality, she wasn't. She was reading an artical about her parent's, and how all their money was stolen.
She finally looked up from her electronical device, and settled her eyes onto the guy in front of her. Lifting her sunglasses, so they held her hair back, her striking eyes shone brightly.
"Sorry. I was reading something important." She said, before lulling over his question in her mind.
"Hm. I don't really know. Maybe give them away when I get out of this damned place. If only flight 269 wasn't delayed. I wouldn't be bored enough to buy nine of the same purse." Mai said, feeling talkative.
And besides. They're not the same. They come in different colours, and the stitching is different on a few of them." She suggested, looking at each one.
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Posted: Sat Jun 28, 2008 11:47 pm
In as much of a sarcastic tone as he could he did a cocky little smile and spoke to her. "Well, excuse me for not noticing how stitching is done on all of the purses." Then without asking for permission he sat down next to her. "Your on flight 269 too huh? Do you know what's up?" He looked at her for a few moments before turning back to the crowd of people getting on and off of planes, hugging each other glad to be home, or sad to be leaving.
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