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 Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 2:54 pm
She smiled to herself, pulling the glass from his mouth and taking a drink before setting it back down on the bar. You like? she asked, moving a hand to his neck and lightly touching his throat. I vant you to feel comfor-table... Anastasiya lightly pulled his head back so she could get a better look at the flesh of his neck. Bee-you-tee-ful, she whispered slowly with a grin, trailing her long fingernails over his throat.
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Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 2:57 pm
Miyabi tensed completely once more, pulling sharply away from her to look at the bar. Beautiful... he repeated, the word a slight mumbled as he slipped his hands down his thighs, gripping at his knees once more. I think I need another drink before I can let you touch me in that fashion, he said, more to himself as his eyes looked over the lables of the bottles.
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Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 3:04 pm
Anastasiya brought her hands to her chest almost defensively. Pardon, she sighed, taking a seat on the barstool she had previously occupied. I very mu'ch did not mean to bo'zer you. She shook her head slightly, bringing her glass closer to her on the bar. I vant no'sing more than to simply see you relax and... She looked to him, eyeing him up and down once again. Yower structure is perfect for my project. That is all, dar'link.
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Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 3:07 pm
I'm sorry, I honestly didn't mean to snap at you, Miyabi said lowly, gritting his teeth as he looked to the bar, his knuckles turning white as he gripped the edge of it. What kind of project are you working on? he asked lowly, wondering if the woman would even talk to him anymore.
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Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 3:13 pm
Costume de-sign, she smiled, still gazing intently at him. Tis for a theatre produc-shun in R'dussia. You look to be the same size as ow-er lead. She nodded, taking her glass into her hand and drinking. Quite flawless, she whispered into her wine.
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Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 3:17 pm
Miyabi looked over to her. So that's where you're from. Costume design? Fun, I used to be into that sort of thing, as well... he said, thinking over it before he made himself another Sidecar. He took a small drink and then leaned back against the bar. What kind of theatre production is it?
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Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 3:24 pm
Tis Shakespearean, she nodded, tapping her fingernails against her glass. It is my enti-yre life. Anastasiya looked into the liquid almost sadly. I wee-ish I could steel take part in those types of things, but it is in ze past. She cleared her throat and glanced to him. I make you zis offeer.
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Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 3:32 pm
An offer? Interesting, what offer? Miyabi asked, swishing another drink of the cold liquid in his mouth before swallowing, keeping his deep eyes on hers.
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Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 3:38 pm
I pay you vateveer sum of money you would like in order for me to take you ho-em. I use yower bo-dee for costumes. She took a breath and sighed through her nose. I vood be very much displeased if you turned me dow-en, though I vood understand.
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Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 4:12 pm
Miyabi's eyes lit up for a small amount of time before he thought this over. Like... modelling... he said lowly, his lower lip trembling, but he showed no signs of tears forming whatsoever. I need money... And I don't have a place to stay, either. He looked down to the side, by his feet at the large bag he had carried in.
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Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 4:40 pm
She pouted slightly, adverting her gaze to the bag as well. You are homeless, then? she asked with a nod. We can board you s'well... If you so wee-ish.
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Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 4:45 pm
I just kind of stumbled upon this place, Miyabi said, gently picking the bag up to set it on the counter. He unzipped it slowly, pulling a small grey and black kitten out of the bag, holding it against his chest. So, Sakura and I don't have a home...
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Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 4:49 pm
You have a cat, she smiled, studying the two. If you would be wee-ling to do that for me, we can pay and board. My bro-their would much enjoy havink someone like you around.
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Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 4:59 pm
I do, Sakura is my baby, Miyabi purred, giving the kitten kisses on her small head. I would be willing, indeed... he continued, looking up to the girl as he finished his drink. When would we be going, and exactly what am I going to be doing for you?
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Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 5:18 pm
We cou'd go at anyti-em, she smiled before finishing her drink. All you wou'd be doin'k is standing steel enough for me to do what I need to do. She gave a nod, setting the glass on the bar. No-sing too hard.
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