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 Posted: Thu Nov 20, 2008 2:53 am
She looks at the guy, she hops down from the bar showing off the black lace panties she wore under the black leather mini skirt, her boots came up to about mid-thigh and she wore a tight black halter top. She walks back into the kitchen and yells something at the cook. After a few minutes she walks back out and sets the plate infront of the guy "Want a drink to go with that?" She looked at him her grey eyes the color of storm clouds and empty as her voice
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Posted: Thu Nov 20, 2008 10:59 am
What do you got that's good?
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Posted: Thu Nov 20, 2008 10:10 pm
"Depends on what your looking for."
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Posted: Thu Nov 20, 2008 11:31 pm
Oh... well, I was actually only looking for the bathroom, originally... but that wouldn't taste very good at all...
Just order a coke, you twit.
Hey! What did I tell you about that word?
Oh, for the love of- fine! Just order a soda, you twit.
That's better. I'll have soda. Hmm... Why don't I have to go to the bathroom, anymore?
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Posted: Fri Nov 21, 2008 4:31 pm
She pulls a glass from a cabnet and fills it with coke, sets it in front of him "Like I know, its your body not mine." She moves pulling out what looks like a glass you would normally drink scotch out of from under the counter, fills it with a redish liquid and a shot of scotch and sips it.
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Posted: Fri Nov 21, 2008 7:05 pm
So is this place always so dead, or is it just a bad night?
An intelligent question, at last...
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Posted: Fri Nov 21, 2008 8:54 pm
"It is normally like this."
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Posted: Fri Nov 21, 2008 8:57 pm
What is that you're drinking?
Another one; what the HELL is wrong with him, today? ...or would that be "right with him"...
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Posted: Fri Nov 21, 2008 9:05 pm
She smiled alittle "Blood and scotch." She sighed "He is quiet stupid is he not?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 21, 2008 9:22 pm
What's in it?
Did you REALLY have to ask that question? I'm directing that at BOTH of you, by the way.
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Posted: Fri Nov 21, 2008 9:29 pm
"Human blood type AB and scotch." She shrugged alittle "I was only curious, I have known many who play dumber than what they are, or sweeter." She sighed and moved alittle reaching behind the bar pulling out a pack of gum, she pulls out a peice and puts it in her mouth which shows off her fangs. "Gum?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 21, 2008 9:36 pm
What blood type is it?
Probably Spearmint positive...
Y'ech... I hate spearmint...
As you can see, he's clearly not playing. I really wish he'd play stupid; he'd probably screw that up just as bad as everything else and cure some terrible disease...
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Posted: Fri Nov 21, 2008 9:42 pm
She sighs "He is an idiot."
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Posted: Fri Nov 21, 2008 9:46 pm
He wasn't always like this, I don't think; I went snooping around in his mind the first few days I was in here. I couldn't find any clear memories of it, but I think they toyed with his mind before they trapped me in it. Personally, I think that's pretty funny in it's own, but not while I'm trapped in here.
*mumbling* Why do they call it "Spearmint"? It's doesn't really look that sharp...
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Posted: Fri Nov 21, 2008 9:52 pm
She sighed "I could not deal with someone like that, at all."
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