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 Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 8:07 pm
*Aimee - quite enjoying herself - smiles inwardly at Luke's advances. Mm, they had it going ON.*
*Then it hits her.*
Mrmm... *She pulls back.*
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 8:08 pm
*Not understanding, Luke pulls back, starts over, and kisses her again.*
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 8:09 pm
Mm - *Aimee pulls back more forcefully this time.* Luke.
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 8:10 pm
*Luke's face holds only bewilderment.*
*He looks Aimee up and down, as if to say "What's the problem??? When we're drunk this is what we do.*
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 8:11 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 8:16 pm
*And he realizes ....*
s**t.
*He turns off like a light - turns around and his eyes search for Cora.*
*Realization hits and hits hard. s**t, I'm an a*****e. I am an a*****e. He's searching the crowd and hears a scream....*
*Luke freezes. He moves quickly, which is a difficult feat through the veritable sea of drunken college students. As he's making his way, someone grabs his arm.*
"Hey, Luke!" *One of his frat boys calls to him. Caught up in the confusion he says.* "Some ******** was tryin to take your cousin out of the club."
*Some ********. Trying to take Cora? Luke's eyes widened and he is instantly ready to do battle. He pushes and shoves his way to the front of the club, not caring who he knocks over to get there.*
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 8:17 pm
-=CRACK=-
Spit and sweat sprays from Aaron's face. He'd taken worse getting sacced by men twice this guy's size, it only brought him back harder.
-=WHAM=-
Aaron dives into Max's chest shoulder first, a full fledged tackle that would have made the line proud. The guy was going nuts, the moment they hit the ground he'd start throwing punches, elbows, and knees without regard for his own safety.
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 8:22 pm
:::Cora, hazzy still, but getting the picture now quite clearly as the two get to the floor. She rushes down after then, naturally not at all concerned for her physical well being among the fists. She rips Aaron from off of Max, depositing him somewhere at arms length behind her. Then she begins to help Max off the floor, asking him questions about whether or not he's alright very frantically:::
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 8:29 pm
How the ******** what Aaron would have been thinking if he hadn't been off his rocker pissed and piss drunk to boot. Instead all he gets out is
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as he hauls back to hit Cora.
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 8:37 pm
*Luke gets there just in time to see the guy raise a hand to Cora.*
*Luke goes into a full out run. Before the guy can lay a finger on her, Luke crash-tackles the guy from behind, and they land hard on the ground in a thrashing brawl.*
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 8:43 pm
:::Cora is knit picking at Max while he dusts himself off for a few moments, when realizes that Aaron is still on the floor... but he's STILL not alone. This time, it's with none other than...:::
Luke!! Luke! STOP!
:::She's hovering over them now, trying to find a spot to interject again:::
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 8:46 pm
Aaron was a quarterback, not a wrestler, when someone hits him from behind and tackles him to the ground his first reaction is to stay there. All muscle and no brains on this on, with Luke on his back all he can do is curses vehemently and thrash.
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 8:52 pm
*Whether the alcohol or the rage, Luke doesn't even hear Cora. He's intent now. Anger's the engine that makes Luke run. In easy practiced moves, he lifts the a*****e up by the collar and shoves him backward into the door of the club.*
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 8:56 pm
:::Cora followed right along, still calling for them to stop. For the first time, she felt naked, not having any of her equipment on her:::
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 8:57 pm
The man stumbles out, smacking into a newspaper stand and almost falling over.
"The ******** MAN! WHO THE ******** ARE YOU!?!? YOU WANT A PIECE OF THIS TOO? I'LL ******** KILL YOU ******** screams in rage and tries to get at Luke too.
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