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Post by muder on Jan 3, 2007 20:40:07 GMT -5
Murder shrugged and turned her attention back to the fire, finally putting her bottle down, pulling her jacket about her shoulders some more. It was warm near the fire, but now and then a draft did come by from the door opening and closing.
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Post by frost on Jan 3, 2007 20:53:11 GMT -5
After awhile Frost turned to her studying her a bit. "Where you from?"he asked, wondering if she was from broonklyn here or another burough.
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Post by muder on Jan 3, 2007 20:54:46 GMT -5
Murder gave him the once over. "Bronx....you?" She tapped her fingers on her arm a bit, giving him a rake of her eyes.
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Post by frost on Jan 3, 2007 21:09:29 GMT -5
"queens"He said, "I spend majority of my time here though, in Brooklyn"He added. "I seen you areound a few times"He said, finally remembering why she had looked familiar.
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Post by muder on Jan 3, 2007 21:11:09 GMT -5
Murder gave Frost a look. "I'm sorry..." Was in reference to being stuck in Queens. She raised an eyebrow. "Oh you have, have you? and when was this?"
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Post by frost on Jan 3, 2007 21:17:10 GMT -5
"mmm"he nodded a bit and shrugged. "How should I know'He said, "Its in passing, I dont keep a diary"he grunted a slight growl in his voice. "Just seen you around is all>"
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Post by muder on Jan 3, 2007 21:18:43 GMT -5
Murder snorted. "Easy boy. I still have enough to pour on your crotch and then light a flame." She chuckled, amused by it all.
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Post by frost on Jan 3, 2007 21:26:30 GMT -5
His brows furrowed a bit and he slightly covered himself with his hand. "Dont go near me with any of that. "he said firmly.
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Post by muder on Jan 3, 2007 21:27:42 GMT -5
She laughed. Really laughed. "...My nickname is Murder, but I'm not that big of a bitch, Frost.." She shook her head and took another sip. "At least not today."
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Post by frost on Jan 3, 2007 21:33:50 GMT -5
"well aint i lucky then"he muttered a bit sarcastically and smirked at her raising his bottle a bit in that slight toast before taking another drink.
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Post by muder on Jan 3, 2007 21:37:08 GMT -5
Murder nodded and took another sip, snuggling deeper into the chair.
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Post by frost on Jan 3, 2007 21:46:53 GMT -5
HE fell silent again as well as he turned tolook into the fire, his eyes focusing on the center of the flames as he continued to nurse his beer.
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Post by muder on Jan 3, 2007 21:48:53 GMT -5
Murder yawned. IT was getting late, and she was almost drunk. She should be getting back.
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Post by frost on Jan 3, 2007 21:55:00 GMT -5
He glanced over at her. "Tired?"h asked a bit of amusment in his voice.
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Post by muder on Jan 3, 2007 21:56:41 GMT -5
Murder shrugged. "Drunk more than anything." She stood and stretched. "Well...as pleasant as this has been...I think perhaps I should go."
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