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Post by sneaks on Oct 13, 2006 22:06:16 GMT -5
Sneaks laughed. "They never know where the hell I am--but I always come back with a smile, a smirk, and money. So they love me." He ordered the chicken. "And I promise not to do anything to get you in bad with Spot."
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Oct 13, 2006 22:24:09 GMT -5
She grinned. "We can only hope it stays that way." She meant it, she may not like what he was into, but she did like him. "I'm not worried about Spot, though. I've always found him entertaining.." She wasn't sure if that was the right wording, but it applied none the less.
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Post by sneaks on Oct 13, 2006 22:39:22 GMT -5
Sneaks actually laughed. "Oh Miranda...one in a million." He kissed her soundly. "And this will soon be over and I'll be boring as hell." He winked. "The danger gives me mystery."
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Oct 13, 2006 23:01:46 GMT -5
She chuckled and shook her head. "I'll always find you intersting. And you've got me to keep you entertained right?" She smirked at him, her eyes sparkled. She couldn't promise much, but she could give him what she had. Which was nothing but a misplaced hat, a cat, and her.
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Post by sneaks on Oct 13, 2006 23:09:45 GMT -5
Sneaks nodded. "Aye...you're the only thing I wouldn't bet on." Meaning he wouldnt bet her against anything--not that he didnt believe in her or her luck--just that he wouldn't even risk losing her for anything. Everything else, sure, but not her.
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Oct 13, 2006 23:34:37 GMT -5
She watched him a moment, silent before she grinned. Hell, she was smitten. The odds had to have beeen a million to one. "No one could suit me better, I don't think." She folded her arms as her food showed up.
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Post by sneaks on Oct 13, 2006 23:40:18 GMT -5
Sneaks nodded. "Glad for that...cause I feel the same way." He smirked as the food came, digging in. Lucky made him feel at ease, and he was less fronting, less cocky around her. Not that he wasn't still like that--but she made him feel at ease, and completely suited to his personality.
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Oct 14, 2006 0:05:42 GMT -5
She smiled brightly and ate her fish n' chips. Being comfortable in silence was something she'd always wanted but only had with a few people. She wasn't worried to much about what he was thinking about, if she wondered, she'd ask. She finished off her food, chuckling a bit. "I wonder how Brooklyn'll take to have a nasty little kitten like Boxer around.."
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Post by sneaks on Oct 14, 2006 0:08:52 GMT -5
Sneaks laughed. "If its a nasty kitten, then Spot will love it. Especially if it bites and scratches people for no reason." He smirked. "Much like himself."
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Oct 14, 2006 0:45:11 GMT -5
Lucky started to chuckle, "Heh, Boxer does that, he's my baby. I've always been better with animals then people." She smiled thinking of the little kitten. "He's a mean little cus to everyone but a few. Animals don't ask much of you and love you no matter what."
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Post by sneaks on Oct 14, 2006 0:48:01 GMT -5
Sneaks smirked. "Much like me and you, I think." He laughed. "the mean little cus to everyone part." He kissed her cheek. "And again, luckily I am not allergic. If I was...alas we wouldnt be meant to be."
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Oct 14, 2006 1:09:08 GMT -5
She grinned, wanting to be close she scooted her chair over and leaned against his arm. "Heh, I either come of mean as sin or shy, strange huh. Ah well, can't help that now can I?" And she didnt' want too. She liked how she was, more now because someone else appreciated her.
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Post by sneaks on Oct 14, 2006 1:10:38 GMT -5
Sneaks kissed the top of her head. "Nah hun...you're perfect. I like it when you're sinfully shy. If that makes sense." He smirked. "Don't change a thing, luv."
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Oct 14, 2006 1:42:13 GMT -5
She looked at him and smirked getting comfortable. "No worries, I am, what I am." She closed her eyes, relaxing for a time. She really hoped Spot didn't get it in his head to soak him.
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Post by sneaks on Oct 14, 2006 1:44:28 GMT -5
Sneaks sipped on his wine, twining the other hand in her hair, just enjoying the time. It was nice to get away from the worries of the Raconteurs. Here, it was just perfect. "Ahh..fates. Thanks." He said softly.
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