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Post by Administrator on Jun 6, 2006 20:38:08 GMT -5
the apartment is small, perfect for the two of them. three rooms, the two bedrooms and a large living room attatched to a kitchen. Its neat compared to some other places, but its not very welcoming. Its bare- because they had just came back after all.
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Post by newsiesonamission on Jun 6, 2006 22:29:55 GMT -5
SlingShot nervously knocked on the door to the apartment, hoping someone would be home.
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Post by razor on Jun 6, 2006 22:35:17 GMT -5
After a few moments, the door opened and there was Razor, shirtless and with a knife in one hand. Never could be too careful. He saw SlingShot and pocketed the knife. "What's up?"
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Post by newsiesonamission on Jun 6, 2006 22:37:39 GMT -5
She paused, looking at him curiously. Red had said that Razor and Blade were the guys who were going to protect Brooklyn. She hesitated before speaking, not sure how to put in words what she wanted to say.
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Post by razor on Jun 6, 2006 22:43:28 GMT -5
His eyebrow raised and he backed up, turning toward her slightly. "This going to take a while?" He asked, motioning toward the living room. On his right bicep, was a celtic knotted cross tattoo.
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Post by newsiesonamission on Jun 8, 2006 5:57:15 GMT -5
She nodded her head, walked in and took a seat. She gestured at the tattoo. "Cool". She looked up at him curiously. "So...erm...are you Razor.... or Blade?", she asked sheepishly. She had been unable to remember which was which when Red introduced them.
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Post by razor on Jun 8, 2006 10:01:28 GMT -5
He shut the door, leaning on it lightly for a moment before moving to take a seat across from her. "Razor." He said with his eyebrow raised. He was still curious as to what this was about.
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Post by blade on Jun 8, 2006 12:22:03 GMT -5
Blade opened the door to his apartment, he saw Razor with a girl he had seen at the lodging house. "Whats going on in hea'h?"
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Post by newsiesonamission on Jun 8, 2006 14:38:27 GMT -5
SlingShot looked up and saw Blade walk in. "Hiya...Blade..." she trailed off. "I jus' wanted ta talk ta you guys..."
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Post by razor on Jun 14, 2006 0:04:07 GMT -5
((new night))
Razor opened the door and flicked the light on. Blade was out and wouldn't be back until early in the morning, which was natural for him. He had originally planned on continuing that party, but it was getting rather late.
"I really think we should take a rain check... Why dont we get some rest and maybe i can owe you a round tomorrow or something." He shut the door and locked it. "You can take my bed. I'll take the couch."
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Post by flanna on Jun 14, 2006 0:07:34 GMT -5
She was again amazed at how comfortable she was around Larkin. She didn't fear going to his apartment at all. She trusted him more than she knew, she supposed.
Flanna shook her head "Sleep sounds wonderful, but I wouldn't dream of taking your bed from you. The couch will be perfectly alright for me."
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Post by razor on Jun 14, 2006 0:10:21 GMT -5
He snorted as he vanished into his room and came out later with a large, but comfortable dark shirt in one hand, and a towel in the other. "I dont think so." He handed her both of them. "The bathroom is over there- you should go get cleaned up."
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Post by flanna on Jun 14, 2006 0:17:31 GMT -5
Flanna smiled brightly. She hadn't had a chance to bathe lately, something she wouldn't dare mention. She valued her cleanliness, but she hadn't had a chance. Murmering thank you, she took the things from Larkin and went into the bathroom, locking the door.
Drawing a warm bath, she pulled off her clothing, slipping into the water with a luxurious sigh. She took her time, watching her body and her thick black hair, relishing in the time she had in privacy, something she didn't get in the washroom in the lodging house.
Thirty minutes later, Flanna re-emmerged from the bathroom, looking like a new girl. She was wearing the tight breeches she wore under her pants and the large shirt Larkin had given her. It was quite big on her, but she had rolled up the arms on it. IT clung to one of her shoulder, slipping off the other. She smiled happily as she rubbed a towel through her raven hair. "Thank you so much Larkin...can't tell you how much I appreciated that."
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Post by razor on Jun 14, 2006 0:21:16 GMT -5
He smiled at her where he sat at the small table. He liked her in his shirt, but cut those thoughts really quick. He liked her, yes, more then any girl before, but he meant what he said about disrespecting women. And being straightforward enough to oggle her in his shirt was definately under that catagory.
"The bed is in there." He pointed at the doorway behind her.
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Post by flanna on Jun 14, 2006 0:25:23 GMT -5
Flanna shook her head. "I told you Larkin..I'm taking the couch." She yawned a bit, dropping the towel in the process. She bend down and picked it up before placing it in the bathroom.
"And there is nothing you can do about it." She slipped onto the couch, reclining on it. "I'm not moving."
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