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Post by Administrator on Dec 9, 2006 12:32:38 GMT -5
Walk in the door and here you are. A few chairs, and a table for sure. Very similar to the Newsboys Lodging house, just darker, and older.
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Post by sorcha on Apr 15, 2010 1:08:20 GMT -5
With a snort, the delicate frame of Sorcha MacKenna sat in the alley behind the Raconteur's, a smoke pressed between her lips as she tapped her foot. She'd been out painting the town red. She'd robbed a few dandies, had herself a laugh and danced until her toes ached yet she was still angry and-- hurt she supposed. There was a deep hurt in her dark eyes. She didn't WANT to be hurt, but she'd partied out all the angry.
It just left her empty inside.
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Post by Killian O'Donnell on Apr 15, 2010 1:33:05 GMT -5
Killian walked up behind Sorcha, "Been avoiding me?" She didn't have to answer the question because he already knew what she'd say and although he hated to admit it part of him had missed her. Even if he just wanted to get under her skin, which at this moment he didn't want to do.
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Post by sorcha on Apr 15, 2010 1:38:47 GMT -5
She bristled but didn't respond, just took a drag from her smoke and turned her back to him. Go away, she willed closing her eyes as she turned away from him. He wanted to get at her, and he did-- all the time he wanted to get at her.
"We can't do this anymore... I canna do it anymore.." She couldn't be shoved away and drawn back like a blooming toy. It hurt to damn much and she was a woman... a passionate one at that.
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Post by Killian O'Donnell on Apr 15, 2010 2:01:55 GMT -5
"Do what, Sorcha? You know me, lass, you always knew what you were getting into." He'd never made false promises or alluded to them being anything more than what they were. He wasn't the type to do that, that was more Finn's area to woo, bed, and disappear. At least he didn't bother with the wooing.
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Post by sorcha on Apr 15, 2010 2:11:46 GMT -5
She turned and took a large swing at him, with some rubbish she picked up from what she had been sitting on. She was raging, dark eyes alive with furry. "Oh aye! I'm just another lousy fuck is that it?" Growling she spun on her heel and throw the piece of wood to the ground and closed her eyes, she'd never even hit him. Not even close. "Tis all a bloody game.. "
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Post by Killian O'Donnell on Apr 15, 2010 2:28:17 GMT -5
He'd dodged away from her just in case, "I never said it was a game. You made it a game, not me. I didn't want it to start in the first place. You damn well know you shouldn't have gotten attached to me, lass." He said the last part with a resigned sigh and stepped towards her, placing a hand on her shoulder. "I'm not the kind of man who's going to stick around."
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Post by sorcha on Apr 15, 2010 2:32:48 GMT -5
She smacked his hand away, but the hurt in her eyes was undeniable. Finn at least would stick around as a friend but she couldn't even count on Killian for that. "You go and fuck your tarts, Killian... it was never a game to me.. just a way ta keep ya close because you were bound ta leave me in the dust.." She'd always had a yen for him, even before.. when she'd been awkward and she hadn't even looked like a girl. There had only been Killian in her eyes.
Sorcha turned, "Go then.. leave me like every other bloody man in me life. Just go..." she said it abut she was the one walking. Out into the street, no telling what she would do in that state.
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Post by Killian O'Donnell on Apr 15, 2010 14:39:12 GMT -5
Killian strode forward and gripped both her arms in his hand to still her. "Lass, I never minded being your friend but I can't be any more than that. I never should have gone to bed with you." He sighed and dropped his hands to his side. Killian wasn't the commitment type and he'd figured that by now Sorcha would have figured that out. "You know I'm not going to just leave you, Sorch."
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Post by sorcha on Apr 15, 2010 16:01:00 GMT -5
She smacked his hands away and growled, he always made it sound so bloody easy. For everything. Just to be this one way and there be no other, for life he made it sound so incredibly easy she wanted to strangle him-- or worse.
"Don't be my friend.." she didn't really have any of those anyway, true she and Mary were thick as thieves but if it came to who came first they would stab each other in the back to save their own skins. "Don't pretend to care.. and in the same bloody breath shove me away...."
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Post by Killian O'Donnell on Apr 16, 2010 15:31:16 GMT -5
Killian shrugged his shoulders slightly, he wasn't going to fight her on it and he needed a drink. "Fine Sorcha, have it your way." With that he turned and headed back inside wanting to get the hell away from her. He couldn't figure women out with all their emotions, that's one of the main reasons he wasn't interested in a relationship.
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Post by sorcha on Apr 16, 2010 16:32:05 GMT -5
She had a split moment of childish ecstasy when she tugged off her shoe and threw it at the back of his head, she wanted to get him mad. If he was mad he would stay and wouldn't be so tired of her... like everyone. She balanced on one foot as she readied to throw whatever else she could get her hands on at him.
"THAT IS NOT WHAT I WANT!! RUN AWAY COWARD!"
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Post by Killian O'Donnell on Apr 16, 2010 16:34:42 GMT -5
Killian bit back a groan as the shoe hit him, luckily it just grazed the side of his head. He turned around and sneered at her, "First you want to fuck me, then you want me to leave you alone, now you call me a coward for leaving. Make up your damn mind, Sorcha. And you wonder why I'd never consider you for a relationship." He shook his head, his eyes narrowing on her.
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Post by sorcha on Apr 16, 2010 16:40:47 GMT -5
"No matter what I do or have done you only slept with me because you were angry! No matter what I wanted or didn't want it is always what you want and I play your god damned games and I am so damn exhausted from living up to your bloody expectations! I'm a woman damn it! I'm not a little girl and I'm not going to just bow down for you... I can't!"
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Post by Killian O'Donnell on Apr 16, 2010 16:43:26 GMT -5
Killian rubbed the side of his head and rolled his eyes at her, "God woman, you are so goddamn tiring. I can't keep up with your antics and honestly I don't want to. I've told you from the beginning I want nothing from you and yet you expect me to change my mind. Well I don't know what you're thinking but this certainly isn't they way to make that happen. You say you aren't a child but here you are throwing a temper tantrum because you aren't getting your way."
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