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 Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2009 1:55 pm
 Myia laughed. "Okay, sound good with me." She looked back with a smirk. "You should know where the room is." She stopped walking. "Well, I'll speak with you later. I have to put up the menu for today." She waved and went on. Walking into the Dixon Cafe she walked over to a tall box and pulled out a sign. "Wrong one..." She started to search the box for the right one and it began to annoy her. "Were is it?" She finally found and walked out to main door into the cafe and set-up the sign. "Huff. What a horrid day." She stood there and watched people pass by. Some came in which made Myia calm down a bit.
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2009 2:43 pm
 "Right," Briz yawn again as she went on her way. "Later then." Along the way, she tried to figure out why she was so tired. Though it didn't take her long to figure out. The news of her father came a few days ago. During that time, she was isolating herself from everything and didn't get a wink of sleep. Now her body was ready to crash from the lack of rest. When she finally got to her room, she enter inside and plop onto the bed. She took off her arm brace and space suit. Underneath was a small tank top and a pair of hip huggers. Briz took out one of her Beretta 92 out of the holster and place it under one of the pillows. Laying her head on the pillow, it took little to no time for her to fall asleep.
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2009 6:29 pm
 Hawkeye looked at a few menus before deciding on one and walking into some sort of in. Looking around Hawkeye found a corner booth by a window and sat down. Pulling out a pencil and a piece of paper he started writing in a small leather notepad that he pulled from his back pocket. He wrote down everything from where the best place to find a gun was, to the thickness of the walls, to all the exit locations. As he wrote he would stop and think wile looking at people's faces. If spotted he just smiled and looked to another person.
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2009 7:26 pm
Myia closely watched a man that had come in. Her eyes narrowed and she picked up a menu. "Huff." She grabbed one of the waitresses pads and walked over to the corner table the man was sitting at. "Hello." She greeted and quickly glanced at his notepad as she place the menu on the table. "What would you like to drink?" She was trying very hard not be rude or show her anger and some how it did not show. She smile as he eye twitched once. 'This... Maybe I'm paranoid. No, I've never been wrong.' She thought.
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2009 8:25 pm
Hawkeye looked up at the woman who had come over. Her curious nature made him uneasy as he pulled his notepad towards his chest but then moved it to his pocket to make it look like he was just putting it away. "Hello." He said as he looked the girl over. The lack of cutesy and the odd twitch, she mustn't be a usual waitress. The stance command respect, she like to be in control. Bartender? No bartender's don't serve even if no one is around. They yell from the bar. Manager or owner. "Mite you have Irish breakfast tea?" He asked and paused for a moment. "What brings you away from your managerial duties to serve a lowly space captain?" He asked as he waited for a menu.
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Posted: Wed Mar 18, 2009 10:10 am
Myia waited as calm as she could. She smiled lightly. 'What is he doing? Gr. He'll regret his actions.' She hissed in her head. "Yes, we do." She responded. Her eyes then narrowed. "Jannie come here!" Jannie came running to Myia. "Yes Ms. Myia." "Get some Irish Breakfast Tea for this man and bring me a glass of water please." Then she handed the pad to the Jannie and then girl went off. "Huff." She took a seat. "Don't play dumb. I saw what you wrote. I suggest not doing that in here and other places as well." She raised her hand and gang members stood up with weapons in hand. "You cause trouble, you won't live to see the next day." She put her hand down and the gang members sat down. "So why are you writing such things down?" She said in a harsh tone as Jannie sat the drinks on the table. Jannie looked at the man and shook her head in warning before she went on.
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Posted: Wed Mar 18, 2009 11:00 am
 
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Posted: Wed Mar 18, 2009 2:50 pm
Myia crossed her arms and listen to the man as he spoke. She bit her tongue and mumbled under he breath. "I don't care about that stupid thing. I've been shot with worse. Plus, I have very good security with out the members here." She hissed as he pointed out the gun. She place her elbow on the table and place her head in her hand. 'Go figure.' She rolled her eyes. She clapped as if amused. "Wow, good call. But your wrong about the bar." She sat back no being the kind to sit still. Then she burst out laughing. "Scrap Metal?!" She almost fell out of her seat. She calmed herself and shook her head. "Huff. Another customer." She took a sip of the water and put her other elbow on the table. 'This is interest... Oh Briz, but first.' "I'm Myia and Hawkeye you missed two weapons. One really close and one far off." She said before she took a drink of the water.
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Posted: Wed Mar 18, 2009 4:35 pm
A small spark shot off of Hawkeye's head before he spoke. "Even if i did miss a weapon I'm not here to cause trouble. Though you seem to want me to." leaning over to look at the bar Hawkeye shouted to the waitress. "Excuse me but how's the tea coming?" Leaning back he decided the current conversation was futile. "So what would you recommend for someone who wants to splurge a bit? I just finished a haul and I'm famished?"
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Posted: Wed Mar 18, 2009 5:58 pm
Myia put her hand on her forehead. "Eh. Not really. I've just been getting a lot of hell to day." Jannie came running with the tea. "Sorry! We are very busy... Myia we need some help. Where did Tanner take off to?""I have no clue. But He's fired." She looked up and then down. "I'll calling in someone okay?" She said looking at the girl. She looked at Hawkeye and thought. "Splurge... I don't know. What ever sounds good to you." She sighed and put her hand down. "I have a question. Do you need a pilot?"
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Posted: Wed Mar 18, 2009 6:41 pm
Hawkeye put his weapon away in good faith. "Why you trying to get out of this place?" He said before taking a sip of his tea. Reaching over to the small stand with ketchup and things and pulled out some sugar packets. "For someone who owns a place your a quite absent about the food. What restaurant do you eat at so that I mite find some decent food?" He asked not meaning to sound rude but he often did. It was an unfortunate side effect of his biochip.
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Posted: Thu Mar 19, 2009 3:28 pm
Myia looked at him weird. "Me. I'll never leave here." She said as she crossed her arms. "You do realize that this place is full of people." She pointed out She got up from the seat as Jannie come over. "We only have one person waiting on people so please be nice. Oh, and I asked that question because a friend of mine is looking for a job. She is an top-notch pilot."Jannie said. "Sorry, but it is as Ms. Myia says." She put her hand behind her head. "What would you like to eat?" She asked smiling as Myia walked off.
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Posted: Thu Mar 19, 2009 5:16 pm
She certainly is an odd one now isn't she? Hawkeye thought to himself as he looked to the waitress. "Hello again. What would you recommend for someone who wants to celebrate a bit?" He asked "I saw the roast chicken on the menu outside and was wondering what sauces come with that as well."
((gahhh writers block already!?!))
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Posted: Thu Mar 19, 2009 8:21 pm
Myia took to the lobby desk. She watched people come in and out. She sighed and sat back in the chair. She then looked up at the white ceiling. Even though the place was busy and loud it seemed to be quiet to her.Jannie thought for a bit. "The roast is a good chooses. It is very popular with the every day customers." She then bit the pin. "Either the Maple or the House Style. Once again topped picked."
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