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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 1:09 am
stare ::he waited for her to sit down:: I seem to remember a few times someone picking fights and sicking me on the biggest toughest man in the bar....
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 1:13 am
The nostalgia made her smile to herself as she picked up a fork and began twirling pasta around it.
"Ah yes. And then watching you scrap it out."
She laughed, a full, throaty laugh that held pure enjoyment. Something like mischief glimmered behind her eyes as she looked at him.
"Do you know why I used to do that, darling?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 1:14 am
::He smirked:: you mean there was a reason beyond the fact you enjoyed getting me in trouble?
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 1:18 am
"Yeah, there was."
Forking up a mouthful, she chewed and swallowed, privately admitting that it wasn't half bad. She'd tasted his cooking before, but the memories were far less pleasant...that crap had tasted like charcoaled roadkill. Probably had been, too.
Looking back up at him, she smiled wickedly.
"You always were sexy when you got all heated up for a brawl. It was your eyes, you see...all intense and edgy and dangerous."
She laughed again, surprised to find that she was almost enjoying his company. Shaking her head, she returned to her eating with a smirk, reminding herself to be careful.
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 1:23 am
::he grinned thinking back to those days:: is that so? You know if you wanted I put a dojo in upstaires... we could always go a few rounds :; he laughed a bit::
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 1:25 am
Her eyes were over-bright and her smile had a mean edge to it when she looked up at him. There was something very predatory in that expression that warned him he was walking a thin line.
"Be careful, Hiro. I might just take you up on that."
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 1:30 am
::hiro knew that look... he knew most of her looks, he also knew that look was a fun look... and it meant he had to options... the safe option... leave the subject be, or his favorite option... push it and see where it got him... which generally it got him bloody and battered and mostly drunk on a bar room floor...he smirked his usual cocky smirk:: oh is that so? I suppose a work out after this meal would be good....
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 1:32 am
Muttering to herself about idiot men with death wishes, Tarma ate in silence for a while, frowning at the table top as she chewed. After a while, she spoke again.
"So you should know, I'm not here to visit and play chummy with you."
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 1:36 am
::he smiled as he ate, then set his fork down on the plate:: Figured as much...
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 1:37 am
"I'm having a place built here in Evin. And I'm staying here till it's done."
She stood, handing him the plate with a cheery smile.
"Which means, you have to go."
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 1:40 am
stare ::he picked up her plate:: Your kicking me out of my house...
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 1:42 am
"No. I'm kicking you out of my house."
There was a vindictive glee in her expression as she practicaly bounced back to the table to tuck in the chairs neatly.
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 1:45 am
... ::he raised an eyebrow as he started cleaning the kitchen:: Ok let me get this streight... I spent my money on this house only for it to be your house so your kicking me out so you can stay here while you build another one...
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 1:46 am
Looks thoughtful for a moment, then nods brightly.
"That's about the extent of it, yes. What a perceptive boy you are!"
Smirks.
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 1:48 am
::he finished the last dish and put it away:: No... thats my answer... There are two guest bedrooms in the house...
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