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Post by maggie on Dec 10, 2006 2:39:02 GMT -5
Maggie smirked. "Now sugar...I wasn't even thinkin' that you felt bad about me...and even if you told me to feel bad until the cows came home..I wouldn't listen. Shoire, our lives might not be the best. We may not be Pulizer, or the President...but hey. We're breathin'." She stretched a bit herself. "And ya know what? I like breathin' just fine--"
She chuckled. "And I knows ya say only thing wes gaurnteed is death--but I'm workin on alleviatin that in me." She winked and laughed, nudging him a bit. "Now...is it bein' too forward of me ta ask if ya wanna go somewhere else? Maybe get somethin to eat?" She smiled brightly, blushin a bit. "Truth be told, i'd like ta talk ta ya more...but I feel I'm a bit too loud ta be in a Church."
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Post by brigmal on Dec 11, 2006 22:09:53 GMT -5
Brigmal laughed a little and stood up, "Let's head out somewhere, I guess." He looked at the door, "You pick, and I'll follow." He told her, not really caring where they went.
((Sorry, still a little sick and tired, can't think well.))
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Post by maggie on Dec 11, 2006 23:37:49 GMT -5
Maggie smiled and stood with him. "...Well I ain't been here long..but I know a place..." She ruffled his hair a bit. "Come on." She walked out.
(kosher deli )
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Post by brigmal on Dec 12, 2006 6:47:08 GMT -5
Brigmal smiled, "Ok, coming." He looked at the alter and gave the sign of the cross, before turning and walking out. Once outside he ran up to Maggie, and followed her.
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