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 Posted: Thu Jun 26, 2008 10:41 pm
"Whoa, tricking the father is dangerous business. Believe me, my dad would greet my dates with a baseball bat if I'd didn't pitch a fit. And his ENTIRE arm is metal. Kind of threatening." Shaking her head and sighing, she rubbed a hand over her face carefully. Smeared make-up never suited her. "If your gut says no, then there's usually a reason."
Jumping suddenly, Tourmaline mutter an 'oh s**t' as she fumbled for her cell phone. It was a warning text from her 'mother' because apparently Isto thought that since she was late not home fifteen minutes before curfew, then clearly she was off being impregnated by 20 bikers. At once.
Her thumb moving in a fluffy of key punches, Tourma gave Tinania an apologetic look. "Curfew. Apparently Dad's particularly cranky tonight. Can I get your number or something so we can hang out again?" The teen appeared hopeful.
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Posted: Thu Jun 26, 2008 10:47 pm
Tinania jumps slightly herself before laughing "I remember those, then my mom learned to just let me live." pulling out her own cell phone, she flips it open "Sure here you go." reading off her number to Tourma she closes the phone as she slips it back into her pocket "I'm pretty much free during the night. As I am watching Seiji during the day, then Lucas takes over so I can breath. So just give me a call?"
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Pixie Krysta Ordreg Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jun 26, 2008 10:50 pm
"Thanks," she said with a smile as she typed in the number and saved it. "I'll get in touch with you. Promise. Have a good night!" With that she disappeared down the street to where she had parked her motorcycle, and prayed for no traffic and all green lights.
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