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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Oct 14, 2006 2:14:56 GMT -5
Lucky smirked a bit as she drifted off to sleep sitting where she was. She'd never been comfortable enough to sleep like that before. She curled up at his side, finally resting for the first time in awhile.
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Post by sneaks on Oct 14, 2006 10:34:37 GMT -5
Sneaks chuckled softly. The girl could fall asleep anywhere it seemed. He didn't mind, though. They were close to the back of the pub, and no one would notice nor bother them. Slipping her out of the chair, he gathered her in his arms and sat there, watching her sleep. She was beautiful, really. Never realized how much until then.
He kissed her forehead softly, and settled down, watching the patrons as she slept.
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Oct 14, 2006 14:59:39 GMT -5
She mumbled as she was moved but did little more. She hadn't slept well in a along time. She felt safe enough to sleep. Insane as that sounded in a noisy pub. Curling up where he put her, she didn't dream much. Nothing she'd really remember later.
Sometime later she opened her eyes, sleepily scanning the pub before she yawned.
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Post by sneaks on Oct 14, 2006 17:17:23 GMT -5
Sneaks felt her awaken and looked down at her. "Hey sleepy head..." He kissed her forehead. "First girl I've ever known to fall alseep in a pub without being plastered."
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Oct 14, 2006 17:23:21 GMT -5
She smirked a bit and and snuggled into his arm, she yawned again. "What can I say, I haven't slept well in years. Got comfortable and just couldn't help it."
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Post by sneaks on Oct 14, 2006 17:29:39 GMT -5
Sneaks smiled. "Well, you're free to fall asleep in my arms any time. As long as I'm not in the middle of a duel." He winked and laughed a bit.
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Oct 14, 2006 17:36:09 GMT -5
She chuckled, "No worries, love. Have no plans for that." She was still sleepy, her eyes flickered a bit. "An' as long as the offers open, I may take you up on it often enough.."
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Post by sneaks on Oct 14, 2006 17:39:16 GMT -5
Sneaks nodded softly. "Ach...just sleep. I'll pay the bill and walk ya home to...Brooklyn house now?" He kissed her gently. "Tuck ya in and then be on my way." He chuckled.
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Oct 14, 2006 17:47:33 GMT -5
She snorted a bit, "Bonehead," she mumbled before she closed her eyes a minute, she smiled softly. "Si, you're deffinently stuck with me.. come hell or high water."
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Post by sneaks on Oct 14, 2006 17:59:15 GMT -5
Sneaks bapped her on the head lightly and playfully. "Be nice..or I'll drop ya accidentally." He winked and kissed the tip of her nose. "Even if hell comes, I'll stick with ya. More fun if ya have someone to share it with."
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Oct 15, 2006 1:57:28 GMT -5
She looked athim with mock hurt at the bapping before she snuggled into his arm. She was happy and she hadn't been happy in a long time. She hadn't had anyone she could be at ease with, joke with, or spend time with. "There's no one I'd rather go threw hell with," she murmured.
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Post by sneaks on Oct 15, 2006 10:20:22 GMT -5
Sneaks paid the bill and stood up, happy Lucky was smallish. Not that Sneaks wasn't strong, but he wasn't the tallest bloke, and it was easier to carry someone smaller than you. "Onward to your abode?" HE smiled mischeviously.
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Oct 15, 2006 14:38:02 GMT -5
The whole getting carried thing still made her squeek at first, but after she was fairly sure she wasn't going to hit the deck, she relaxed a bit. She smirked, "Brooklyn, humble?" She couldn't help but chuckle. "Home, James."
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Post by sneaks on Oct 15, 2006 18:53:41 GMT -5
Sneaks maded to drop her, but caught her just in time. "Kidding, kidding..." And he left, heading for Brooklyn.
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Post by spotconlon on Nov 14, 2006 9:35:06 GMT -5
<<new day>>
Spot sat at one of the tables, drinking a beer and smoking a cigarette. What could he say? He was enjoyin' his freedom and the non-sissy Brooklyn that seemed to have appeared. Things were going well in his world--he couldn't ask for much more.
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