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 Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2009 11:27 pm
"We’re coming back, coming back
We’ll live forever, live forever." Our love had been so strong for far too long.
I was weak with fear that something would go wrong.Before the possibilities came true,
I took all possibility from you.ALMOST LAUGHED MYSELF TO TEARSMust have stabbed her fifty ********> TIMES
Ripped her heart out right before her EYES
Eyes over easy-
EAT IT EAT IT EAT IT
You had my heart.
At least for the most part.
('Cause everybody's gotta die sometime.)
But baby don't cry...
Danave smirked.
Good boy... He cooed to himself, watching Tony for a moment before standing up.
"I'm gonna go get us some drinks," he told Tony. "Anything in particular you'd like?"
((See yas.
And Bread, WHEN am I going to see this character you're making for Felipe? :3))
EAT IT EAT IT EAT IT
We fell apart.
Let's make a new start.
('Cause everybody's gotta die sometime.)
But baby don't cry...
 Eyes over easy-
'Cause I really always knew that my little crime
would be cold that's why I got a heater for your thighs.
Now an angry soul comes back from the grave,
to repossess a body with which I'd misbehaved.
ALMOST LAUGHED HERSELF TO TEARS
Must have stabbed him fifty ********> TIMES
Ripped his heart out right before his EYES
"Let’s have wedding, have a wedding
Let’s start the killing, start the killing."
A LITTLE PIECE OF HEAVEN
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Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2009 11:30 pm
A oiled up mechanic's glove was thrust in angel's face, and a familiar blonde haired man pushed him out of the way.
"Hello...Grave." He said gruffly, now sitting in his chair.
Ace Mayflower gave a sly grin to Tiffany, and passed her a bouquet of daffodills.
They were, her favourite- however.
Any real man should have known that Tiffany didn't like roses.
Tch- Angel, how much he had to learn.
Ace thought to himself for a moment with a grin upon his face, and then shook his head.
"Anyways- the Don has finished making repairs to the shop, all the bullet holes..."
Ace remembered that brute Bubba, and that wonderful fight they had upstairs from the cars.
"So you can uh, wheel over there when you're released.
I'm pretty sure we can put some shock absorbers and rocket boosters on that old wheelchair over there."
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Tiffany laughed, and rolled her eyes.
Thoughtfully she sniffed the daffodills, and glanced over to the wheelchair before giving him a friendly wave goodbye.
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Ace nodded, and gave a look to Angel, signifying that he was the winner of this little meeting.
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Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2009 11:31 pm
[[ You'll see her SOON, dear. I'm sick you know- caught a flu on vacation.
And when I send you a picture you and I can go over her job position.. or other positions, if you wish. ;D ]]
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Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2009 11:34 pm
(( twisted
I'm looking forward to it, my dear. heart
Oh, but DO get well soon.))
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Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2009 11:35 pm
Angel raised an eyebrow and then looked at Tiffany. HE had an annoyed look on his face, "Just to avoid a pissing contest with you mechanic buddy, are you interested in him?"
He looked at her, not caring that she liked the daffodills. Just another part of Tiffany's behavior complex thathe had to incorperate.
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Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2009 11:40 pm
Tiffany rolled her eyes, if that was answer enough.
"And, what you where saying earlier, no I'd rather not wear dresses often, thank you. I much prefer to be in my jumpsuit- covered in oil grease."
She had tried to get rid of any thoughts in his head, but judging by the look on his face earlier her tactic didn't work.
Tiffany sighed, and put the flowers on the side table.
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Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2009 11:43 pm
A image of a oil kissed Tiffany in a tight jumpsuit crossed his mind as she mentioned it.
Score he though in his head.
He cleared his throat and then said, "Now the million dollar question. Are you the least bit interested in me?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 20, 2009 12:04 am
Tiffany rolled her eyes, if that could suffice as an answer again.
With an unfeminine grunt she shovelled rice pudding into her maw, head starting to fall backwards in exhaustion.
She had just woken up from her sleep- not in the mood to be answering questions.
Especially after learning she'd be confined to a wheelchair for at least a month.
She chewed.
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Posted: Mon Jul 20, 2009 12:06 am
Angel sighed, "That's not a answer Tiffany. I need an answer." He didn't move from his spot. Not did he stop looking at her.
He was serious.
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Posted: Mon Jul 20, 2009 12:17 am
"Isn't the answer already obvious?"
She retorted bitterly.
Tiffany had to blink her eyes closed for a moment.
It took her a while to open them again, but when she saw Angel still staring at her, Tiffany grimaced.
"Okay, yes, fine, sure, I do. Okay. Okay? Okay."
Tiffany wiped a hand over her eyes and looked out the window.
Just staying here made her irritable.
More irritable.
And she couldn't get up anywhere- she'd need to wheelchair- accessible-ize everything. She was just anxious to leave soon.
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Posted: Mon Jul 20, 2009 12:21 am
Angel smiled and kissed her on the forhead, "Good." he finally got up and looked around, "You know, there's suppose to be a bathrobe or something s you'll be a little more clothed when you're going around the hospital." He looked around the room and picked up a babyblue bathrobe. It was angel soft to the touch. He walked over and layed it down on her bed, "Here put this on. Then you can escape."
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Posted: Mon Jul 20, 2009 12:37 am
Tiffany looked up at him with disgust.
"I'm not going to go outside in a bathrobe. I'd rather be rolled around in a paper dre--"
Tiffany's expression darkened.
"Don't get any ideas."
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Posted: Mon Jul 20, 2009 12:39 am
Angel smiled in a sly way,
"Paper dress or bathrobe. Ever way I'm rolling you out. If I were you, I'd chose quickly."
The look on his face showed he wasn't lieing.
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Posted: Mon Jul 20, 2009 12:53 am
[[ BLEH. Feel sick. I'm out yo. ]]
Tiffany frowned.
He was serious.
Wait, he was serious!? Tiffany scooped up her bathrobe, and hustled it on.
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Posted: Mon Jul 20, 2009 12:55 am
Angel grinned, "The doctor said that it'll be alright to take you out. You just need plenty of rest. So you don't need to worry about the doctors."
He walked over and grabbed her wheel chair with his good hand. He spun it and pushed it over to her bed.
(Bye)
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