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Post by Prince on Jul 24, 2006 2:20:03 GMT -5
There are booths near the back of the restaurant, a bit more cozy.
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Post by sneaks on Sept 29, 2006 23:31:15 GMT -5
Sneaks chose a booth in the back this time, letting Lucky sit down before he did. "...again, whatever you want. Came into a winfall last night." He leaned back a bit, still keeping ahold of one of her hands.
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Sept 29, 2006 23:46:22 GMT -5
Lucky watched him curious a moment before she shrugged. "Still.. craving the chicken.." She knew he hid a lot of things, though she didn't have anything she needed to really hide anymore, it didn't both her. She knew that if she needed to know, everntually he'd tell her. "I can't help that I'm feeding a lepper colony somewhere with all the food I eat."
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Post by sneaks on Oct 1, 2006 2:38:48 GMT -5
Sneaks laughed genuinely at her comment. "You, Miranda, are one of a kind..." He smiled and touched her face a bit. "Though that isn't a bad thing..." He returned his attention to the menu, ordering a nice bottle of wiskey this time and his regular steak.
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Oct 1, 2006 3:02:32 GMT -5
She ordered the chicken she wanted and then chuckled. "That I am.. though, people always expect something else from me. I've never really thought about why. Am I supposed to be a certian way?" she half wanted to know and half didn't. She'd never really cared to much before, she was what she was.
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Post by sneaks on Oct 1, 2006 3:05:16 GMT -5
Sneaks looked at her seriously. "We can never be more than what we are. We are the certain way we are supposed to be...other things don't matter. We are not what people impose on us. Just ourselves."
The whiskey came and he poured them each a shot. "...and I'll drink to that."
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Oct 1, 2006 3:11:10 GMT -5
She smirked and took a drink and let the fire slide down her throat. "I am what I am and not ashamed of it." She half wondered if he was getting her drunk again, the thought made her laugh. ".. I've got nothing to really be ashamed of." she took another drink and felt the fire. Oh she loved that.
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Post by sneaks on Oct 1, 2006 3:14:41 GMT -5
Sneaks nodded. "You should never feel ashamed, Miranda...took firey and perfect in your own way for that." He took a couple shots to meet her.
"And I assure you, no point in getting you drunk...not my motive at all." He laughed softly.
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Oct 1, 2006 3:20:43 GMT -5
She laughed. ".. prefect I'm not.. and stop readin' my mind.." she grinned at him, no one had ever really said soemthing like that to her. No one but Trigger, he told her she was great all the time. But it was different here, strange enough. "I don't ever know your intentions, Nic. I can guess, but that's all it is. Its fun not really knowing.."
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Post by sneaks on Oct 1, 2006 3:27:24 GMT -5
Sneaks smirked. "...for once, they are completely honorable." He winked. "...okay. Mostly. I said I never lie." He smiled when their food got there, and when the waiter had left he continued. "And yes...always surprises..."
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Oct 1, 2006 3:32:12 GMT -5
She chuckled and looked at her chicken, she'd had no idea she'd wanted blackened chicken so much. ".. surprises are the spice of life.." she grinned at him. "Without them, life can get boring." She took a bite of the chicken, it was like heaven, then again she loved food.
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Post by sneaks on Oct 1, 2006 3:34:54 GMT -5
Sneaks just sat back, enjoying his time with her. "Indeed, it can be...but I doubt life is ever boring with your or I, Miranda." He enjoyed saying her name. He ate his stake, taking occasional shots.
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Oct 1, 2006 3:39:16 GMT -5
She smiled as she ate and took a shot every so often, enjoying his company. "I like my name when you say it.. normally.. I'm not all that fond of it.." she shrugged, it was true, she'd hated her name for a long time, going by Lucky had been a way to hide some more.
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Post by sneaks on Oct 1, 2006 3:42:08 GMT -5
Sneaks smiled. "I love saying it. It just...rolls of the tounge. My mouth likes it, to be sure." He stole a piece of her chicken playfully. "...good choice!" He laughed. She loved her food--hopefully she wouldn't stab him with her fork.
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Oct 1, 2006 3:57:34 GMT -5
Though it was tempting to do just that she stole some of his steak instead. That was good, she loved red meat. There was something about him that put her at ease.
She smiled, "It was a good choice, I've always liked blackened chicken, steaks not bad either.." she tossed back another shot letting it burn down.
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