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 Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 9:47 pm
:::Cora suddenly felt a lot more awake when she realized how Luke looked and sounded. She shifted herself again so her arms held up her torso. In this position she could have a better look at him:::
Luke... are you alright?
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 9:50 pm
Yeah. Yeah, good.
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Hey, Cora.
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 9:51 pm
Yes, Luke...?
:::She wondered if maybe he was about to ask her for a pain killer, because he appeared to need one:::
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 9:53 pm
... We didn't ... do anything ....last night? *He leaves the question open for her to fill in the rest.*
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 9:55 pm
:::She was pretty confused about what he meant with that sort of question. In her opinion, it was kinda vague. She decided that she would answer, if not just as vaguely:::
Well... we... did a lot of things last night. Why, what's the matter?
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 9:56 pm
*Luke's face blanches.* Did we have sex?
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 9:59 pm
:::Her face switching immidiately to surprised:::
No, of course not! You told me last night that we wouldn't.
:::Her mind raced for a moment, wondering why he was asking her... were they supposed to? The officer seemed to think so, but Luke said they weren't... had she done something really wrong?:::
...why? ::She asked again::
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 10:02 pm
*Luke huffs out a breath of relief.*
Whoo. *chuckles* Right. *He remembers leading her home, explaining WHY they wouldn't have sex. They got in the house. They fell asleep. Boom. End of story.*
It's cool, Slim. *winded, Luke nudges her with his elbow* Just do me a favor and spare me the heart attack next time, alright?
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 10:05 pm
:::Her anxiety melt a little as Luke appears to be suddenly light hearted again. She's still not sure what he means though. She settles back down into her spot, and scratches the back of her head:::
What does attacking the heart mean..?
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 10:09 pm
It means you die of shock.
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 10:11 pm
Oh... :::She paused, and considered whether or not she should state the obvious. But it came out before she could stop herself:::
But you're not dead...
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 10:12 pm
That's why they call it a figure of speech.
*He squeezes her shoulder and then climbs around her out of bed.*
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 10:14 pm
:::She watched him get up, and thought that she was supposed to as well. So she quickly stood, and waited to see what else she had to do:::
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 10:29 pm
*Luke doesn't notice that she's also gotten up. Groaning, he opens the doors and steps outside.*
*At that exact moment, Brian - one of their frat brothers passed by and looked in.* "Ew, Gross, Blaize. Sick. You slept with your COUSIN?!"
"No." *Luke calls after him.* "I let her sleep in my room so YOU ******** wouldn't."
*Melissa walked into their kitchen, running her hand through her wild head of what they dubbed "Amensia" hair. She smirked at him.* "Hey, whoa. Kiss your cousin with that mouth?"
*Luke patted his lips dryly.* "Better hers than yours, sweetheart."
"Ooo. We are -cranky- in the morning."
*Brian corrected her.* "Afternoon."
*Melissa gracelessly stuck her tongue out at him.*
*Luke scratched his own head full of Amnesia hair and was about to turn the corner, when Chuck walked by.* "HEY!" Chuck called. He held a hand out to Luke, which Luke shook. "Bonnie and Clyde come to life."
*Voice still scratchy, Luke says.* "Sup, Chuck?" *He nods, grins towards Lauren at Chuck's side and tipped his invisible hat* "Ma'am."
*Lauren blushed and rolled her eyes.*
*Chuck wasn't done yet.* "Look at Al Capone over here. We thought you were prison food, man ... s**t. What happened?"
"Never spent a night there."
*Chuck narrowed his eyes at him.* "You serious?"
*Luke grinned, then winked.* "I'll tell you about it later."
"You ******** better." *Luke looked the group up and down. They were fully dressed and starting to head towards the door.* "I know some Phi Caps who'd love to hear all about it."
*Brian added.* "Story time with Luke."
"I'll see you there," Luke said, smiling.
"Kegs and eggs, bro."
*Luke grinned.* "Go hard or go home."
*Brian and Chuck called back.* "Go hard or go home." *Chuck called to Cora, in a sing-song voice.* "Good morning, Cora."
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 10:34 pm
:::She stood in place, smiling brightly... she didn't know it but her head had also become a victim of 'amnesia hair' and it wasn't making the situation look any less convincing for Luke:::
:::She waved::: Good morning, Chuck!
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