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Date Posted: 01:25:49 02/09/03 Sun
Author: Lucas
Subject: With the body of a god and the face of a king...

Like a king surveying his kingdom, he stood up in his office at the window that looked out over the bustling club. The fingers of one hand were curled around the neck of his Corona, the others absently rolled his tiny silver cellphone - just having finished a conversation with his Jasmine. A content sigh escaped his lips and, while he knew he had plenty of work to be doing, he figured he deserved a moment to admire his place...

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She wandered in, clearly not herself, she hadn't danced, drank or smiled all evening. She'd come up here for a break... and to contemplate taking a second test. She was a little supprised to see him up here instead of lapping up all the attention he got out there "Hey.." (NT) -- Caitlin, 01:37:14 02/09/03 Sun
He glanced over his shoulder, the turned slowly to face her. "Don't you ever knock, kid?" Desptie his lack of facial expression, he was just teasing - it was officially his office, but if you asked her or Jasmine you'd get a different answer. (NT) -- Lucas, 01:41:05 02/09/03 Sun
She shrugs, closing the door behind her "Why break a habit of a lifetime?" She set down on the couch, her gaze fixed absently on nothing, clearly distracted (NT) -- Caitlin, 01:45:33 02/09/03 Sun
"What's up?" He could tell immediately that something was wrong. Placing his drink on his desk, he dropped back into his chair and propped his feet up. (NT) -- Lucas, 01:51:28 02/09/03 Sun
She arches a brow, glancing up to him "Nothing much, how about you?" She knew thats not what he meant but she wasn't looking foreward to telling him (NT) -- Cait, 01:59:36 02/09/03 Sun
He cocked a brow, dropped his feet and leaning over his desk. "I'm working, can't you tell? How've you been?" His butterfly knife was out moments later and his attention on carving a heart around the 'J' already indented in the expensive oak desk. (NT) -- Lucas, 02:03:38 02/09/03 Sun
She shrugs a touch, pulling out her cell and going thorugh old messages "Okay." She wasn't giving much away, or yapping on to her big brother like she usually did (NT) -- Cait, 02:07:07 02/09/03 Sun
Glancing up, he paused in his task. "What's going on, Caitlin?" He invited no arguing or lies, but waited patiently. (NT) -- Lucas, 02:08:53 02/09/03 Sun
She purses her lips a touch, somewhat nervously glancing up at him before quickly looking back to her phone "What do you mean?" (NT) -- Caitlin, 02:13:07 02/09/03 Sun
He sighed irritably. "Caitling, something is wrong and I'm not going to play your guessing game." (NT) -- Lucas, 02:14:13 02/09/03 Sun
She lifts her gaze to him again and sighs, pursing her lips before reahing for her bag and pulling the box from it, tossing it to him. She wasn't looking forward to his reaction (NT) -- Caitlin, 02:21:16 02/09/03 Sun
He cocked a brow, pocketing his knife and catching the box. "What's this?" (NT) -- Lucas, 02:22:27 02/09/03 Sun
She rolls her eyes irritably, glancing away "What does it look like Lucas? Its a pregnancy test" (NT) -- Caitlin, 02:26:49 02/09/03 Sun
"So? I sure as hell don't need it." He tossed it back to her, impatient for a real answer now. (NT) -- Lucas, 02:28:48 02/09/03 Sun
She growls, running a hand through her curls "Do I have to spell it out for you?! Use your brain..." (NT) -- Caitlin, 02:33:40 02/09/03 Sun
"Yeah you do, because otherwise I'm going to think that you're pregnant and if I think you're pregnant then you're in some serious trouble, Caitlin." He growled in returned. (NT) -- Lucas, 02:35:51 02/09/03 Sun
Her gaze flickers in his direction but she couldn't bring herself to meet his gaze. She sighs, glancing away, folding her arms under her chest (NT) -- Caitlin, 02:44:08 02/09/03 Sun
A string a curses escaped his lips, both brows raised in disbelief. "Damn it, Caitlin. Who's the guy, or do you even know?" (NT) -- Lucas, 02:46:41 02/09/03 Sun
Her brow furrows, offended and angry "Fuck you, of course I do" (NT) -- Caitlin, 02:57:46 02/09/03 Sun
"How the hell could you make such a mistake, Caitlin?" He knew he was being hard on her, but he was sick and tired of always having to babysit. (NT) -- Lucas, 02:59:42 02/09/03 Sun
Her gaze narrows angrily, lips pursing "It wasn't my fucking mistake, things happen" (NT) -- Caitlin, 03:08:59 02/09/03 Sun
He shook his head, downing the rest of his drink. "Bullshit it wasn't your mistake. You're going to clean this mess up yourself for once, Caitlin. So get out of here - go fix things. Don't come to me asking for money, or a job, or a place to stay again. It's time for you to take responsibility and grow up." (NT) -- Lucas, 03:12:27 02/09/03 Sun
She sighs heavily, brow furrowed, shaking her head slightly "Calm down Luc... I dont even know for sure... you can't tell for sure from one test" (NT) -- Caitlin, 03:20:06 02/09/03 Sun
"I don't care. I'm serious Caitlin - I'm sick of babysitting. From now on, your problem is your problem - don't run to big brother every time somethin goes wrong. I have my own life." He had his knife out again and was back to carving the heart - releasing some stress on the wood. (NT) -- Lucas, 03:23:02 02/09/03 Sun
She grabs her bag and stands, shrugging, hiding her hurt well "Fine Lucas." (NT) -- Caitlin, 03:27:13 02/09/03 Sun
"Fine." He muttered in return, not looking up at all - he liked to lecture about being responsible, yet he could be very childish himself at times. (NT) -- Lucas, 03:29:17 02/09/03 Sun
They had alway been equally stuborn and quick tempered with each other, nothing had changed there as they'd grown up "Fine." She turns and storms from his office, bright blue eyes narrowed. (NT) -- Caitlin, 03:37:38 02/09/03 Sun
He mumbled the word one last time to ensure he got the last word in before sighing in irritation and slouching back in his chair... (NT) -- Lucas, 03:38:51 02/09/03 Sun

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