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Post by Skittery on Jan 8, 2007 12:48:06 GMT -5
Skittery had tumbled onto the floor when Spot drug him from the table. The world around him spun, taking its precious time to catch up with him to figure out what was going on. Finally things came into focus and he got back to his feet "Jesus Christ, Spot!" He muttered feeling his own rage escalating. "We were just 'aving a drink" He let out a snort and started to collect his stuff not wanting to deal with Spot's attitude or Smalls for that matter. This was exactly what he had being saying, his eyes met Smalls and he glared, mumbling a 'told ya so'
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Post by Smalls on Jan 8, 2007 12:55:55 GMT -5
Smalls grinned at Spot, a small chuckle escaping her lips. "Fancy? Ya mean dat two timin' whor. . ." She paused, her grin dropping and being replaced by an angry glare as her mind caught up with what he had said. "Hey!"
She stood, but had to catch her balance on the table as the room began to spin. "What's the big idea huh?" She glanced over at Skittery, nodding with what he said about just having a drink, somehow thinking Spot would believe it. At Skittery's glare she frowned, and falling back into her chair she peered up at Spot like a scolded child.
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Post by spotconlon on Jan 8, 2007 13:01:31 GMT -5
Spot growled and fingered his cane, debating on hitting Skits with it. "Oh yeah...really looked like ya were just havin' a drink. Didn't know that involved swappin' spit with your drinkin' buddy." He had seen it all.
"So stop the damn lying." He stepped up to Smalls, grabbed her by the arm, and pointed to the door. "I said. Back the the loding house. Unless you want to set up shop somewhere else." His eyes deadly.
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Post by Smalls on Jan 8, 2007 13:37:11 GMT -5
Smalls roughly yanked her arm from his grip, grabbing the back of her chair to keep from falling. "Yes sir," she said darkly, lifting her chin to meet his eyes with an angry glare. She turned to make her way out of the pub, forgetting completely about Skittery's existence. Tripping over the crowd on her way out she grabbed on to a table for support, and when she finally made it to the door she slipped out without once glancing back.
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Post by Skittery on Jan 8, 2007 22:49:03 GMT -5
"Stupid girl.." Skittery watched her leave as he pulled his coat back on and mumbled incoherently to himself. He was glad to see her go - irritated and angry that she even sat down at the table in the first place. She had made the night some what entertaining, up until Spot showed face and the realization that he had payed for all the drinks - conniving little tramp.
He glanced over at Spot quickly really wanting to sock him in the face when he wasn't expecting it, however, he hadn't lost all his reason. He knew his best bet was just to head for the door and back home, ignoring the whole event. So as swiftly as he could he stumbled toward the exit, pushing at people and chairs, trying to move quickly in his slow drunken world.
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Post by spotconlon on Jan 9, 2007 0:39:47 GMT -5
Spot watched Skits leave, sighing. Once both of them had left he rubbed his cane a bit, heading to go talk to Smalls.
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Post by flanna on Feb 3, 2007 17:55:55 GMT -5
<< new day>>
Flanna picked up her bottle of scotch and the beer, sitting down at one of the tables, expecting Frost to follow.
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Post by frost on Feb 3, 2007 18:10:31 GMT -5
Frost took a seat across from her with his drink as well. He took a drink his deep blue eyes studying her, wwatcing her green ones. H edidnt say anything just looked.
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Post by flanna on Feb 3, 2007 18:12:15 GMT -5
Flanna raised an eyebrow but said nothing. He had nice eyes. She took a few shots, washing it down with a beer.
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Post by frost on Feb 3, 2007 18:22:09 GMT -5
He took another drink his eye still watching hers over his glass. He snorted after a bit and turned looking over at the fire place and then back to her.
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Post by flanna on Feb 3, 2007 18:24:22 GMT -5
Flanna smirked and took a sip of her beer. "...Frost. Are you just going to look at me or talk." She took a sideways glance at the fire. "..thanks for the offer." She was happy she was getting her mind off things.
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Post by frost on Feb 3, 2007 18:44:50 GMT -5
He shrugged. "Still debating'He smirked. "Your interesting to look at'he said giving her a half smirk as he finished his drink.
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Post by flanna on Feb 3, 2007 19:37:27 GMT -5
Flanna chuckled. "...and why is that, Frost?" She poured him a shot and slid it over.
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Post by frost on Feb 3, 2007 19:45:01 GMT -5
He shrugged. "Theres much to look at"he smirked. "to see and.. explore"
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Post by flanna on Feb 3, 2007 19:52:54 GMT -5
Flanna felt her face flush and snorted, tipping back another shot. "Maybe there is nothing below the surface." She watched him evenly. "You could be disappointed."
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