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Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Oct 30, 2005 21:36:55 GMT
bumpage....
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Post by Sarah Gilliam/Heather Felton on Oct 31, 2005 18:48:24 GMT
She rolls her eyes.
I'll believe it when I see it and as for fighting it's just something I am good at...
She straightens her skirt.
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Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Oct 31, 2005 21:24:14 GMT
"Fine...how bout this, You buy me something to eat, and then we go do that mission so I can see. Whatcha think?"
*he says, walking closer to here, weapons down.*
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Post by Sarah Gilliam/Heather Felton on Nov 1, 2005 0:57:09 GMT
She raises her eyebrow.
Hmmm...why do you want to watch me? To see if I will useful again?
She says continuing to walk on.
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Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Nov 1, 2005 3:47:18 GMT
"That...and the fact that I want to see that nice butt of yours move..."
*He says, laughing...normally this was the time when he got slapped, but, she was an employee...so he didnt really care...*
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Post by Sarah Gilliam/Heather Felton on Nov 1, 2005 15:20:33 GMT
She rolls her eyes.
The way my rear moves is no concern of yours.
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Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Nov 1, 2005 15:47:44 GMT
"What ever you say, ma'am. So am I alowed to tag along, or are you one of those lone ranger kinda people...?"
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Post by Sarah Gilliam/Heather Felton on Nov 1, 2005 15:51:45 GMT
She smiles.
Unless you get lost...you can.
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Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Nov 1, 2005 15:56:45 GMT
"Sounds good..."
*He walks ahead, finally picking a nice area where they can eat, whispers something to the closest waiter, and the man runs off...quickly coming back with menu's.*
"Can I get a job done, or can I get a job done?"
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Post by Sarah Gilliam/Heather Felton on Nov 1, 2005 15:59:29 GMT
She shrugs.
I have patience...
She licks her lips.
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Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Nov 1, 2005 16:00:47 GMT
"I know I look just scrumptious, but please, save that for the food."
*He smiles and hands his menu back to the waiter. He ordered something weird called a 'hamburger'....it was new, and sounded good.*
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Post by Sarah Gilliam/Heather Felton on Nov 1, 2005 16:15:24 GMT
She kicks him under the table.
My lips were dry....
She also hands her menu back and orders a cold fish soup, a delicacy from the Mon Calamari.
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Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Nov 1, 2005 16:17:20 GMT
*Rubbing his leg, he winks and says*
"That's what they all says..but anyway, what are your strengths and weakness...please be honest, I can sniff out lies."
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Post by Sarah Gilliam/Heather Felton on Nov 1, 2005 18:48:28 GMT
She shakes her head.
Asking someone what their strengths and weaknesses are is like asking someone how they act only someone who knows me could tell you....
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Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Nov 1, 2005 21:56:05 GMT
"On that, I'd have to disagree...I could tell you my weaknesses...I'm cocky as hell, and my strengths are that I have a reason to be cocky..."
*He pushes back in his chair, so that hes balancing on the back to legs, then the food arrives...both dishes smell good, but Darius wouldnt let her know he thought it wasnt bad. One thing he nevewr did, was admit he was wrong.*
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