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Oct 21, 2006 1:54:04 GMT -5
Post by ambereen on Oct 21, 2006 1:54:04 GMT -5
Snorting, he rolled his eyes. "I nevah make mistakes. Keep dat in mind, little Moira." He reached over and poked her in the nose. "And that includes you."
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Porch
Oct 21, 2006 1:56:30 GMT -5
Post by moira on Oct 21, 2006 1:56:30 GMT -5
Moira smiled and laughed softly, and implusively, reached over and hugged him. "Thank you...for everything, Ryan."
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Porch
Oct 21, 2006 1:57:15 GMT -5
Post by ambereen on Oct 21, 2006 1:57:15 GMT -5
Slightly surprised, he hugged her back tightly. "You're welcome." He said simply, and meant it. "Anytime."
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Porch
Oct 21, 2006 2:01:23 GMT -5
Post by moira on Oct 21, 2006 2:01:23 GMT -5
Moira just enjoyed this feeling. She laughed, breathing in his scent. He smelled good--of must, newspaper, and something of his own. "And thanks for wanting to take me to the dance..."
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Porch
Oct 21, 2006 2:07:02 GMT -5
Post by ambereen on Oct 21, 2006 2:07:02 GMT -5
"Oh, I should be thanking you for that one." He winked, even thought she really couldn't see him. "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have a pretty lady on my arm...and probably wouldn't even go."
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Porch
Oct 21, 2006 2:10:21 GMT -5
Post by moira on Oct 21, 2006 2:10:21 GMT -5
Moira pushed back from him a bit, looking him in the eye. "Keep saying it...someday I might believe it..." She smiled softly.
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Porch
Oct 21, 2006 2:11:33 GMT -5
Post by ambereen on Oct 21, 2006 2:11:33 GMT -5
"I'll make sure to do that then." He said seriously, the blue glittering. He would keep his word too, there was no doubt of that. Anywhere or at anytime.
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Porch
Oct 21, 2006 2:15:55 GMT -5
Post by moira on Oct 21, 2006 2:15:55 GMT -5
Moira bit her lip, realizing that they were a bit close. "So..uh...tomorrow?"
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Porch
Oct 21, 2006 12:09:57 GMT -5
Post by ambereen on Oct 21, 2006 12:09:57 GMT -5
"Sure." He stretched, smiling. "But I better get back, before Jack thinks I'm skippin burroughs on him." He winked a bit, kissing the back of her hand. "Until tomorrow then."
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Porch
Oct 21, 2006 12:15:02 GMT -5
Post by moira on Oct 21, 2006 12:15:02 GMT -5
Moira blinked. "I..." She blushed. She hadn't ever had her hand kissed. She pulled it back a bit and nodded, standing.
"...Be careful getting back." She knew that was a tupid thing to say. It was...Blink. He could handle himself. "And thanks again, Ryan. I'm glad I get to go with you." Her smile was bright and genuine.
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Porch
Oct 21, 2006 12:18:36 GMT -5
Post by ambereen on Oct 21, 2006 12:18:36 GMT -5
Blink grinned, "I will." Sure, it was nice to be worried about every once and a while, even though he had made sure he was able to take care of himself - and others around him as well - it was still nice.
"You're welcome, Moira...And so am I." He gave her a two-fingered wave and jumped off the porch.
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Porch
Oct 21, 2006 12:22:04 GMT -5
Post by moira on Oct 21, 2006 12:22:04 GMT -5
Moira smiled and waved a bit, heading back inside. Tomorrow would be an interesting day, for sure.
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Porch
Oct 23, 2006 18:22:21 GMT -5
Post by spade on Oct 23, 2006 18:22:21 GMT -5
***New Day***
Spade walked up to the Bronx's lodging house finally having the courage to attempt to meet new people on her own. But she just looked at the door for the longest time. She couldn't bring herself to climb up the steps and knock on the door, much less enter the lodging house. Her hands were shaking and her palms were damp, but she felt something bumped into her leg. Looking down she saw Devil. He whinnied, "Alright boy, if this is where you want to live then," she took a deep breath, "Lets go." She slowly walked up the steps. She brought her hand up to the door to knock, but she attention was caught by a sign. There were two and she read them both, but only one keep her attention. The Raconteur. She wondered if she would have to talk to alot of people, but could she get the courage to actually go there? She looked down at Devil, "What do ya think boy? Should we go see these Recouneur's or should I attempt to go into the Bronx's lodging house?"
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Porch
Oct 24, 2006 2:22:18 GMT -5
Post by irish on Oct 24, 2006 2:22:18 GMT -5
Irish walked up behind this girl and sighed, Gin close at her heels. Irish walked around the girl, and to the door. She turned the nob, and looked back, "You commin' in?" She asked. Gin barked at the other dog and spun around like a puppy... and he would have played the puppy part well, if he weren't 2 feet tall. Irish looked at him, "Oh, quiet dog... I've had enough barking for one day." She said with a sigh that formed in to a smile. With her other hand she patted his head.
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Porch
Oct 24, 2006 17:59:10 GMT -5
Post by spade on Oct 24, 2006 17:59:10 GMT -5
Spade looked at the girl with surprise, she'd hoped she wouldn't run into anyone in case she had chickened out about coming into the lodging house, but it looked like her choice was made. She wasn't going to look like a coward in front of anyone, even if the girl didn't realize that she didn't belong. Noticing the dog she smiled. Devil stay sat down while the dog raced around, but she nodded to him and he joined in sniffing the other dog. "I guess I'm coming in," she said as she looked back at the girl.
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