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 Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 1:34 pm
 Today was just a day like all others. The white haired boy with bright blue eyes and a tanned skin was walking down the streets of the city with his hands stuffed deep into his pockets. He sighed softly as he looked around. Ah! A bar within the new couple of meters. He went inside and looked around. The tanned skion was covered by a dark pants and a white tshirt, hidden underneath the large cloak he was wearing. Slowly he took off his cloak before he took a seat near the fire place. Looking at the fire that kissed the air around it.
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 1:42 pm
Isabella was doing what she usually did; exactly as she was told. Dianne had left early to fetch something to "eat" and so, yet again, Bella was left all by herself. It always made her nervous to be alone. She glanced at the white-haired boy who had just entered out of the corner of her eye, then returned to cleaning off tables. Even worse than being alone was being in the company of strangers, in her opinion. You never knew when someone might try something they ought not to. But, that just came with the territory in bar work. There was always some drunk who was trying to lift the skirts of whatever girl was foolish enough to walk past him. But, this fellow wasn't intoxicated... yet. She silently took note of his presence and walked past him to clean off another table. Her long blond hair swayed as she walked in time with her graceful steps. Her dark green eyes were compassionate and nervous. She had an untrusting, mysterious air to her that was strangely calming. Being around her felt like being around an old friend that you could trust with anything, though she didn't seem like one who would trust you back.
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 1:47 pm
Caiden watched her walk past. He wondered if she also took orders. His blue eyes moved over her as she cleaned the tables. "Excuse me? Do you serve aswell?" Apart from being served he needed some company aswell. Caiden was a kind hearted person who just had a little problem with his bad moodswings.
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 1:54 pm
Isabella looked up, her hair dangling idly in her face. She casually pushed it back, though the movement didn't seem to match her nervous aura. "I do, sir." Her voice was small, light and airy, with a strange accent of mixed origins. She stood straight, and it became apparent that it wasn't just her voice that was small. Her whole body was tiny. She was short, only about five feet tall, and thin. Her figure was also small in build, though from close up she looked very muscular, from even just a few feet back she looked as fragile as a china doll, which was an accurate simile to describe this chalky pale girl. She looked no more than sixteen, but her eyes made her seem older.
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 1:59 pm
"Could you please make me happy with a bottle of good white wine and a glass?" Caiden asked with a smile on his face. The boys tanned skin made him look foreign where his voice was just the normal english language. "Maybe a little company? As in a nice chat?" He added with a small nod.
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 2:07 pm
Isabella bowed her head in agreement, then swiftly moved back to the bar without so much as a sound. She seemed to be a very quiet girl. She never said more than she had to at any given moment. She loped back over to the table after just a few brief seconds and cautiously handed him the wine glass. Yet again, her movements were silent as death itself. Just an eerie quiet was all that was heard in the bar, matched by Bella's dark green eyes, who were wary to make contact with anything besides the floor. It was a miracle she moved as gracefully as she did without ever looking up. Most humans couldn't move that gracefully even if they had worked at it for years.
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 2:13 pm
"Thank you." He said with a nod as he took the glass and took a sip from the wine. "Is it always this empty in here?" Caiden asked as his bright blue eyes moved over the dancing flames.
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 2:41 pm
Isabella shook her head, "No. It's just a dead hour right now. We are usually pretty busy." She resumed cleaning up dishes and such from the table while she spoke. She was curious about this fellow. Not many of the usual customers said anything to her that wasn't vulgar. It was strange, and yet pleasant, to carry on an intelligent conversation with anyone other than Dianne. So strange it was, that she found herself at such a loss for words she said nothing further, but mearly shifted nervously from one foot to the other while she cleaned.
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 1:58 am
"Ah i see." Caiden watched her go around. His bight eyes analized her behavior and came to the conclusion that it all in all wasn't what she normally did. Or atleast there was something about it that was unusual. "Is there a gunshop nearby?" The whitehaired boy asked as he sipped his wine, his eyes now resting on the dancing flames again.
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 8:54 am
Bella shook her head, her hair moving with her, "Not that I know of. But, that doesn't mean anything. I don't usually carry a weapon." After she spoke, she bit her tongue. She didn't want him to assume he could try anything with her simply because she was unarmed. She didn't want to hurt this fellow. He seemed nice. But, just because she didn't carry her weapon didn't mean she was necessarily unarmed. She could still rip the limbs off of any man who tried to get his way. As long as Dianne didn't get to them first. As far as Dianne was concerned, no one could even talk to Bella without her permission.
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 12:45 pm
"I see. Thats allright. I will go and find one tomorrow." It didn't even came to his mind that the was unarmed and that he could brute advantage of that. He just wasn't like that. Caiden sipped more of the wine and finished his glass. "Can i have another? And maybe care to drink one with me?" The blue eyed boy asked her with a smile.
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 1:00 pm
Isabella took his glass and went back to refill it without a sound. When she came back, she set it in front of him and gave a slight smile, "I actually don't drink myself. But, thank you for the offer." She was amused by this fellow. Not many were this kind toward her and she hoped that she hadn't offended him with her refusal. There was nothing personal about it, it was simply a personal choice she had made some years ago. She smiled at the stranger. It was a courteous smile, not a lustful smile or a sarcastic smile, but an innocent smile that traveled up into her eyes. "What is your name, sir?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 1:11 pm
"Thats a pitty. Its always tasting less good when drinking alone. And sitting alone for that matter. My name is Caiden. And what is yours lovely lady?" The white haired boy said with a soft smile as he took the now refilled glass back into his hand.
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 1:16 pm
"Isabella." She spoke softly, as if she would draw some unwanted attention to herself by saying her name aloud, "Isabella Marie Strauss. And I'm done with my chores, so I don't see any harm of sitting with you." a slight smile drew back the right corner of her mouth and her eyes cast down toward the table as she sat. Her air was more frightful than nervous now. She wasn't sure how to talk with Caiden. She rarely spoke at all, and even rarer was it that she spoke to men. She chased thoughts inside her head while she stayed silent on the outside.
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 1:22 pm
"Thank you. Thats very nice of you miss Isabella."He said with a kind smile. Sipping his wine for a moment before looking at her again. His face calm. "So do you work here on weekly basis?" He asked softly as he watched her hair.
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