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Post by Administrator on May 18, 2006 22:04:44 GMT -5
Need to warm up? Grab a seat about the warm fire!
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Post by aaron on May 22, 2006 14:26:31 GMT -5
Aaron was shivering violently from the brisk night. Eveything from his deep blue eyes to his graceful feet were shaking. He had ordered a water with lemon and took a seat next to the fire, hoping to warm up.
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Post by newsiesonamission on Jun 4, 2006 21:16:43 GMT -5
SlingShot rushed in, freezing cold. She had been wandering around Brooklyn, bored, but unwilling to go back to the boardinghouse for fear of having to deal with the others giving her crap. She sat down near the fire and huffed, irritated.
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Post by razor on Jun 5, 2006 10:42:15 GMT -5
The door opened again for the third time in a row and Razor stepped in, wrapped up in a long coat. He ordered a whiskey and walked over to the fire, taking a sip of it. He leaned against the wall, gazing at them over the rim of his glass.
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Post by fancy on Jun 5, 2006 13:08:52 GMT -5
Fancy looked up from where she sat. 'Damn... I'm in trouble now...' She thought some what distractidly. She decided to ignore it for now and turned back to the book she was reading, again. 'Fancy... BROOKIES!' her brain screamed. She ignored it, telling herself that they were on her side. Her brain wasn't convinced. 'get the hell OUTTA HERE!' it yelled. Fancy sighed and started reading again. She was comfortable here and she wasn't leaving.
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Post by razor on Jun 5, 2006 15:50:56 GMT -5
Razor's eyes turned to her, a slim eyebrow raising as he took a sip of his drink. It was almost as if he knew what she was thinking. He moved his footing a little, one hand sliding into his pocket.
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Post by fancy on Jun 5, 2006 15:55:41 GMT -5
Fancy became aware of his movement and knew he had seen her. She shuddered and pretended to be engrossed in her book. 'Fancy you idiot MOVE YOU LAZY ASS!' her brain screamed. She fought off the urge to run away screaming. She sat there for a whole five mintues before even daring a glance Razor's way. She smiled tensly at him before turning back to her book.
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Post by razor on Jun 5, 2006 15:57:22 GMT -5
He smirked, a pure Brooklyn smirk as he moved off the wall, throwing back his drink and setting the glass down on a small table. His other hand moved into his other pocket as he walked toward her.
There was one thing said about the Brooklyn Body Guards- they were always armed. Even if you didn't see it.
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Post by fancy on Jun 5, 2006 16:00:27 GMT -5
Fancy bit down on her tounge hard. 'To late babe, your dead meat...' her head was pounding with fright. She began breathing a little harder and faster. She shook a little more violently. 'Don't scream, don't scream, don't scream...' She wanted nothing more than to drop her book and bolt, screaming for Red at the top of her lungs. But she didn't she sat there in hysterics and let him come towards her.
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Post by razor on Jun 5, 2006 16:04:02 GMT -5
He stood in front of her, staring down at her for a long moment before he sighed and pulled up a chair, sitting in front of her. "What did i ever do to you?" He asked, eyebrow raised. "Relax, babe. You're Red's goil, and I respect Red. You aint have anythin ta fear from me, unless you've done something?" His eyebrow raised.
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Post by fancy on Jun 5, 2006 16:07:26 GMT -5
Fancy almost passed out. "N-no... i haven't..." she stammered, still very nervous, but not quite as afraid. "W-Why would you think that?" she asked him carefully, not wanting him to suddenly pulla knife on her again.
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Post by razor on Jun 5, 2006 16:09:07 GMT -5
"You're as skittish as a horse, and twice as scared." He snorted and looked off into the fire. "Im used to people bein scared of me, but i've usually given em a reason before."
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Post by fancy on Jun 5, 2006 16:12:56 GMT -5
Fancy looked at him a little differently. He wasn't scary perse, he was just... protective in an odd and twisted sort of way. "Well... you did pull a knife on me yesterday... that was a little bit frightening!" she told him honestly.
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Post by razor on Jun 5, 2006 16:14:33 GMT -5
He laughed. "Honey, if i had pulled that on knife on you, and meant to hurt you." He leaned in close, his eyes reflecting the fire. "You wouldn't be here right now."
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Post by fancy on Jun 5, 2006 16:15:48 GMT -5
Fancy smiled at him. "That's true..." she agreed. "Would you have?" she asked him just for the heck of it.
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