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 Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 8:52 pm
Allen shrugged right back.
Allen: In any case, despite how I was acting a few drinks ago, mellow Allen wouldn't want to put you into a position that'd make you feel pressured.
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 8:58 pm
Storm tsked.
"Whatever the motive, hurry up before I change me mind."
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 9:00 pm
Allen: You're serious, aren't you?
He cocked his head slightly, leaning forward, to where his face was within an inch of hers.
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 9:05 pm
Storm cupped Allen's chin with one slender, ebon hand. She smirked.
"Not in the slightest."
She gave the male a firm push backwards.
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 9:11 pm
Allen laughed, rolling backwards, then right back to where he had started from, an inch from Storm's face. He returned the action to Storm, cupping her cheek in his hand, before pushing her back lightly, taking the time to scoot back to a respectable distance.
Allen: I'll just assume that you changed your mind before I had a chance to act. It'll boost my confidence a little.
He smirked, looking around for something to drink.
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 9:20 pm
Storm stayed back where'd Allen'd pushed her, smilling to herself.
"Careful, Allen, where you toss your guantlets. I might just have to accept it, and there where would we be? After all, you ruined my bed."
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 9:25 pm
Allen shrugged.
Allen: Look, I was sober, alright? I promise it won't happen again.
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 9:31 pm
Storm gave a pointed look to her somewhat empty shelves.
"No, I have no doubt of that."
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 9:38 pm
Allen: Ah, you've stumbled on my secret mission. To drink all your booze, then have you crawl back to Kibo, begging for more, and rejoining his crew.
He snickered, holding out a bottle.
Allen: A toast! To half-assed commanders, jack-assed drunks, and sweet-assed Drow!
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 9:47 pm
Storm grinned and took the bottle. She didn't drink from it, however, not at first.
"Aw, you ol' sweet talker, you. But truly, you have to give yourself more goodies, Allen. I wouldn't say jackassed, per say..."
Storm had a swig, grimenced and passed the bottle back.
"I thought I'd gotten rid of that..."
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 11:39 pm
Allen: Please, allow me!
He takes the bottle, downing the rest of the contents.
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 3:31 pm
Storm shook her head.
"How can you stand to drink that stuff?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 4:52 pm
Allen: I've lost my sense of taste twenty-two bottles ago.
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 5:06 pm
"Oh. Well then."
Storm gave a slight wave that seemed to encompasse the smallish room. Gradually, the bottles fadded away to nothingness.
"Can't have you drinking all my high-priced draughts if you aren't even going to enjoy them."
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 5:09 pm
Allen: Fine then. I'll sober up, and destroy something else. Maybe all the railings?
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