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• | Mimicking the grin, he was up with his usual teasing again - "Ah! Your a two-foot lefty too... There's one in every family." Damn. She was good at dancing... Sometimes he hated that he had gotten the downside of the 'dancing genes' in his family. Resembling somewhat of an idiot, he stood there, motionless, in the middle of the dance floor - Not that he minded...| (NT) -- Owen, 01:42:15 08/03/02 Sat

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• Looks up at him, giving a slight smile, "Yeah, in comparison to my sisters and brothers I'm the worst dancer in the world." Chuckles softly, features falling slightly as the music halts to a soft track.. Looks up at him, brows rising, "You slow dance, tiger?" (NT) -- Erica, 01:47:46 08/03/02 Sat
  • Ahh... That made him feel alot better, in one way or another. "But then you'd be assuming my role..." A rugged smirk lined itself pon' his masculine features, one could become so familiar with that smirk fore' it was worn most often. When the music slowed, he stirred slightly - not being much for 'romantic songs'. Then again, what guy such as himself could refuse an offer of well, a babe.... "S'pose so..." He managed, nodding slightly. Muscled arms gently slid to her hips, hands fastening themselves together at the small of her back.| (NT) -- Owen, 01:55:12 08/03/02 Sat
    • damn it all... stupid font. (NT) -- me, 02:00:40 08/03/02 Sat
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• Steps 'way slightly, "If you don't wanna dance, you don't have to.. No one's forcing you.." She was always watching, always waiting, always one to translate another's actions as silent words. Tone had been used as if she didn't want to dance, but the way she silently moved from side to side to the music contradicted her tone. (NT) -- Erica, 02:02:19 08/03/02 Sat
  • | Somewhat stunned, his eyes found hers - their laughing shine only a shallow hinting for once. Yep, Girls were definetly the most confusing and scary experience on the earth. "Nah, I'm fine... I'm cool with dancin'..." He murmured, gaining that much-needed air of humor in his tone, he hated seriousness... Always had. He gently and somewhat clumsily, followed her lead... "See - I told you I was excellent at this..." Deep chuckles found flight from within him.| (NT) -- Owen, 02:07:14 08/03/02 Sat

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• Arms hesitantly slip up to clasp at the base of his neck, never one to really have slow danced all that often. Though she was light on her feet, "Awesome.. Stupendous.. Beautiful.." Tone was hushed, though clear. (NT) -- Erica, 02:14:17 08/03/02 Sat
  • |"-All words that aren't part of my vocabulary..." He had barely heard her over the loud base from the music that played and flowed not-so-gently through the air. Like mentioned before, he wasn't the greatest dancer - So the task at hand was to watch his feet and make sure he didn't severe damage hers. Glancing up, he was uncomfortable with the stilled silence - So noise was what he became, "How's Life?"| (NT) -- Owen, 02:21:08 08/03/02 Sat

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• Smiles as the song ends, heading off the dance floor, calling back, "As good as it's gonna get.." Gaze shoots over her shoulder at him 'fore she lowers onto a bar stool, flashing one of those super expensive, fake i.d.'s 'fore she orders a drink that even her parents would frown upon. Kicks her legs back and forth, her feet idely thumping on the bar. (NT) -- Erica, 06:36:02 08/03/02 Sat
  • | "Okay..." He offered, his voice slurred through the heavy metal beat of the next song. As he approachs the bar counter, both hands rest pon' his, a smug smirk residing pon' his lips, "Shirley temple please..." He let enough time in between that and - "Nah, I'm Kidding.... Budweiser is good." To get a nice ol' weird stare from the bouncer. OH Bah Hum-bug, He was used to those 'looks'. (NT) -- Owey, 06:51:46 08/03/02 Sat

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• Gulps the shot, head shaking 'fore she orders another, looking over at him, "You ever partied? I mean, really partied?" She didn't do drugs, at least not the heavy shit, but she did drink, steal, and even gamble at times. She'd drank the most jungle juice made from grain alcohol at the ol' parties in her hometown. She had a rep, and yet she was the most loved person in that town - jus' because of her fun loving personality that seemed to be infectious. Gives him a smile, though it was that type of smile that spelled out danger. (NT) -- Erica, 07:01:08 08/03/02 Sat
  • | It would have depended on what she had meant by that.... Out in the 'country' - there ain't much partying goin' on, But when there is it's 'beer brawls' but instead of beer, it's alcohol straight (or just about). But hell yeah, Owen had had his share of the whole 'party scene'. Inhaling sharply, his smirk never faded as his lively hazels jumped to hers - "Hell yeah..." A daring and 'crazy-eyed' expression was displayed in those eyes... "You game?" He questioned, looking t'ward the bar at a few of the hard liquors round' back.. Drinking had never bothered him, or gotten him drunk too quick... It he wasn't drinking with the right people - it bored him to death. | (NT) -- Owey, 07:08:03 08/03/02 Sat

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• Grins, downing her shot quickly, looking sideways at him, "For certain.." Laughs, "Though, you might have to help me with the cash, I don't have hardly anything on me.." Orders a 'lunchbox', one of those country mixes.. A shot glass with vodka, and then the glass dropped into a taller glass of orange juice, she looks at him, "You might have to help me back to the lodge too.." Chuckles 'fore she chugs the mixture, eyes squinting slightly 'fore she sets down the empty glass.. Cringing 'fore she grins, "Your turn.." (NT) -- Erica, 07:15:54 08/03/02 Sat
  • | "Will do M'am..." He answered to her requests. He watched closely as she downed her end, easily enough... Lifting a hand to his brow line, he salluted her and uttered a, "Aye-Aye Cap'in!" fore' mixing his end, then downing it with some difficulty. When the mixture is drained he shakes his head as if to rid it from the sudden rush of the drink. Displaying a sloppy, lopsided grin pon' his tanned features, he managed a few words in the after-shock of the alcohol, "Whoa... Gotta love that stuff..."| (NT) -- Owen, 07:22:08 08/03/02 Sat

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• Tips the 'tender generously 'fore she nods for him to bring out the grain alcohol. Grins, pulling the strawberry-kiwi kool-aid mix from her back pocket, she pours pretty much a large glass full of the alcohol 'fore she adds the mix. She stirs it 'fore she downs it. The substance could probably kill her, and more'n'likely get her drunk off her ass-but she didn't care 'bout the former and she yearned for the latter. Head shakes, grinning as she looks over there, "Lets see what you got tiger.." Begins to order multiple shots for after he finished his, casually sipping on a Corona as she does. (NT) -- Erica, 07:28:42 08/03/02 Sat
  • | Again, he follows her lead - digging into his back pocket and pulling out some still-in-one-peice but fairly creased bills and handing them to the bouncer. Ordering several shots, he downed each easier with every coming til' he had almost gotten close to running his pocket dry.... Giving his head a shake to bring back what conciousness he had left, he turned to face her - Hazels still full of life, teasing as always. "I think I'm..." He clamped his eyes closed for a minutes, fore' quickly opening them once more... "- doin' pretty good at this.." He hadn't thought she'd hold out this long, no girls he knew could have.... God, she may even surpass him.... This girl had guts - and a stomach to match. Scary.| (NT) -- Owen, 07:39:05 08/03/02 Sat

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• Grins sideways at him, "You're doing rather well, actually.. Most men would be on the floor by now.." Winks 'fore she goes back to the six shot glasses she had in front of her, ordering the 'tender which alcohol to put in each glass, two with vodka laced with sugar and sambuca. The others were all screaming orgasms, she quickly downs each of them, rubbing her head 'fore she looks at him, she gave a wobbly grin, but she was still fairly competent, "I used to drink for a living.." Chuckles, "That was only half true by the way.." (NT) -- Erica, 07:47:27 08/03/02 Sat
  • "And most gals I know would be in the washroom making.. well... the world's largest puke-painting. But you, You got the stomach of steel!" Easy grin was over on his lips again, fore' he picked up a shot and easily snuffed it downwards it one gulp. He was silent for a moment, fore' he hummed the tune of Campbell soup - 'mm... mm... good' and took his second shot of the round. He gave her a humored sideway glance, a low chuckle accompanied his voice, "You actually had me believing you... Ah well, As long as you don't tell me your super-man, I'm fine..."| (NT) -- Owey, 07:57:26 08/03/02 Sat

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• Grins, tone hushing, getting little bit more than a buzz, "You have it all wrong! I'm not super-man.. I'm Wonder Woman.." Gives a grin, taking a drink of her beer 'fore she downs her shot, chuckling, "Anyway, I've never puked in front of a man in my life.. don't intend on starting now.." Rubs her hands together as she looks at the bottles of alcohol, ordering a two shots of Jack Daniels. (NT) -- Erica, 08:02:12 08/03/02 Sat
  • | "I want to be the Tick.... He's huge..." Muttered Owen, his usual comedic intention was still there... "And I hate puke so your intention are in the right spot..." Sarcastic smile was aloof pon' the joker's features fore he too, sipped casually on his Budweiser. Reaching over he takes one of the shots in his palm, holding it carefully - or somewhat to that affect... "Oh how nice, You ordered one for me.." He smirked, the shot coming to his lips - ready to be downed....| (NT) -- Owey, 08:10:44 08/03/02 Sat

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• Grins, taking the shot from him easily, downing it quickly, laughing softly, "Nuh uh.. we're gonna play a game called 'Have you ever?'." Orders about ten shots or Tequila, grinning from ear to ear. "A person has to ask another person if they've ever done something. Each question has to start with 'have you ever'. Whoever has had that done to them, has to take a shot. If a person doesn't say 'have you ever' he has to take a shot.." Looks at him with a grin, "Got it?" (NT) -- Erica, 08:18:25 08/03/02 Sat
  • | "Hmph..." Was his only deflated protest as the shot was snatched 'way from his greedy mouth. Listening somewhat attentively to this game, he noticed that by the second, He seemed to like it - and it's rules more and more... "Got it.... Um.... Have you ever skinny-dipped with another person?" Yep - He was 101% pure male, the pictures ran through his head like wildfire making his head pound - or maybe that was the alcohol, either way. Smirking with a micheavious expression worn cross' his features, he awaited her answer...| (NT) -- Owen, 08:24:49 08/03/02 Sat
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• Nods, gulping down one of the ordered shots quickly, grinning, "Sure have.. My first time was in the water actually.." Alcohol always loosened her tongue, but she was an open person with a crummy past that most people didn't care to hear about 'cause she talked about it so casually. "Have you ever even had sex, m'dear Owen?" Gives a slight smile. (NT) -- Erica, 08:28:06 08/03/02 Sat
  • |"I ought to try that sometime..." A smirk fastened itself to his face - and he chuckled lowly. He had his own past... Though it didn't consist of too much 'excitement'... His smirk only broadened at her question, "What do you think? With a guy as sexy as me...? Of course I have..... Hell yeah..." Snapping into action, his hand streched out for the shot glass and he consumed it's contents in a matter of seconds fore' facing her, Lazily toying with the small glass. "Have you ever..............been.... in love?" - He questioned, because for him that was by far the worst thing someone could ask him - Love was sure as hell scary.| (NT) -- Owey, 08:40:12 08/03/02 Sat

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• Swallows, having downed the glass 'cause she wasn't a virgin either. She looks at the empty glass 'fore glancing back at him, thinking 'fore she shakes her head, "No.. I've never been in love, at least not the love that makes you want to jump up and down and scream at the top of my lungs with joy.." Lets out a sigh, "No, whenever I thought I was, shit happened.. Guys are assholes, no offense, but whenever they seem to get to me, they'd turn away.." Smirk touches her features, "Kinda like I'm candy that turned bitter.." Smiles slightly, moving on, "Have you ever cried because of sadness or pain?" Tone was inquiring, and she knew she wouldn't need to drink, 'cause she could honestly say that she'd never cried. (NT) -- Erica, 08:48:29 08/03/02 Sat
  • | "Me neither... As far as I'm concerned, I don't need the whole love thing cuz I love my skittles and they love me back..." He displayed a teasing grin fore' thinking silently about her question. Thinking; something he rarely did. "Uh... Us guys, We're not supposed to cry..." He joked, chuckles emitting in the air of humor. "But - Yeah, When I was 14 - I broke two ribs when I fell of my horse, damned thing..."Grasping the shot bottle, he downed it - hesistantly, for the drinks were starting to feel heavier. Hazels shift to hers, "Have you ever thought about suicide?" Never in his life had he thought about it, he liked living.... Even if he did it a different way then others.| (NT) -- Owen, 08:55:03 08/03/02 Sat

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• Takes a drink to his question, her only answer. With that she rises on wobbly knees, gripping the bar tightly 'fore she takes an experimental step t'wards the door.. The world spins slightly 'fore she gains her bearings, moving t'wards the door steadily, glancing back, "C'mon.." Halts at the door, waiting for him to catch up. She'd stopped the game jus' in time, in time quick enough so that she wouldn't have to explain 'bout how hard her home life was, and how much it stung to be slapped around and yelled at, but no, she'd never told a soul. (NT) -- Erica, 09:00:13 08/03/02 Sat
  • | Having no clue why the 'game' had ended, he gave a puzzled glance to the bouncer who was watching as Erica stumbled to the door. Slamming down bills on the counter, Owen proceeded to follow Erica. He was a little more stable then she was, having drank less - though, He was feeling a little more then light-headed. Standing behind her, he held out his arm - "Need some help there? I'll be a 'gentleman', for once... I wish Ma were here to see this..." After they had offically exited the building, Owen stopped her, and whirled her round' to face him... Letting her know, he hadn't just not seen what had happened, "What was that all about in there? - You just cutting the game short...|?"| (NT) -- Owen, 09:06:04 08/03/02 Sat

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• She was in a way, that she could either be drunk, or she could be serious, and right now, she opted for drunk. Turns to face him, lips lightly falling 'pon his. Despite the alcohol on her breath, he shared the same fate, though no matter how drunk she liked to pretend she was, she could still kiss like a dream. And she was 'drunk' so she kissed him, and she kissed him because she was drunk. After a few moments her lips part from his, murmuring softly, having gotten that drunk part out of the way, "Suicide leads to too many things in my life, and when it's brought up, I stop being all that fun for awhile.." Chocolate gaze finds his, "So, we're going somewhere else.. so I can be more fun.." She mentally patted herself on the back, it was a vague, but very good answer. (NT) -- Erica, 09:38:15 08/03/02 Sat
  • | Mentally and physically paralyzed by the event he stood still and nodded, quite unsure of what to do or say.... Damned girls - Why'd they have to go and make everything confusing all the time? Luckily for him, his common-knowledge hadn't yet been driven off by the consumed alchol and he was thinking semi-straight - and he knew, that the kiss was in result of an overdose on alcohol... So, was the confession. Hazels immediately lift from hers, seriousness once setting in - his fate would soon kick in when the alchol's affect grapsed him like it had her - before then, he wanted to make the right choice. "Are you sure you don't want to go back?" Help - It didn't even sound like him... Where did the comedian Owen go, and who was this new guy?| (NT) -- Owen, 09:43:47 08/03/02 Sat

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• Lips touch his once more, though temporarily 'cause she wasn't plastered, jus' drunk, "Not tonight.. We can drink at the lodge or in my car, but the club is off limits for tonight." She was talking cleanly, with no slurring, as if to puncuate jus' how unplastered she was. She grins slightly, "Ready yet?" Brow furrows slightly, chuckling, "You didn't kiss me back.." Tisks.. "Now you've gone and hurt my feelings.." Sighs, head shaking, though all an act. (NT) -- Erica, 09:50:49 08/03/02 Sat
  • | A shallow, deep laugh was his reply before words, "You really are wasted... I meant go back to the lodge, Wonder Woman." He didn't touch on the whole 'kissing' issue, because he really didn't need to... All he said was, "Sorry..." In a play-along voice, just for the 'fun' of it.| (NT) -- Owen, 09:55:04 08/03/02 Sat

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• Pinches him slightly, "I'm not drunk.. jus' blond. Plus, I wanna go swimming, so lets go to the beach.." Pout touches her features 'fore she begins that confident strut that screamed that she was from NYC, "You've hurt my feelings, so we're going to the beach." Tone hushes, "So that I can dunk you.." Chuckles. (NT) -- Erica, 05:16:05 08/05/02 Mon
  • |"Swimming? While your drunk?" He liked teasing people, even if they didn't find the enjoyment in being the one getting teased - he'd still do it. 'Neath his breath he muttered, "There are all different kinds..." Fore' flashing Erica a somewhat micheavious grin after having forgot 'bout the 'one-sided' kiss. "You? Dunk Me? Hell no..." He laughed, masculine features instantly rearing a 'too tough for you' look as he began lazy strides after her. | (NT) -- Owen, 05:20:46 08/05/02 Mon

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• Head shakes, "E-r-i-c-a.." Turns to shoot him an indignant look, "See.. I'm sober enough to remember how to spell my name, so I'm sober enough to swim.." Grins, "I have my ways Tiger.. Don't get so cocky.." Laughs softly breaking into a jog every so often, a smile 'pon her features. (NT) -- Erica, 05:24:56 08/05/02 Mon
  • | Presenting a somewhat 'smug' smirk 'pon his lips, he uttered a - "Yeah, But you forgot what my name is..." He was referring to the whole 'tiger' bit - Not that he minded it, but he would use it if he could, just to bother her. After his comment, he whined a little - loving the feeling of being immature, "We have to waaaalllkkk..? - You have a car, don't you?" Questionative expression arose in his features, walking wasn't what he did... He sucked, at walking.| (NT) -- Owen, 05:29:18 08/05/02 Mon

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• "Owen." That could have been something she would have forgotten on any normal day, she was bad with names. So she looks back at him, "The car I stole got picked up, the guy seems to have it in for me now.." Shoulders alight and descend in a shrug, lots of people had it in for her, while many loved her. (NT) -- Erica, 05:36:33 08/05/02 Mon
  • |"Ah, Good - You done your remember class for today..." Subtle smirk hints pon' masculine features fore' he look away, now at a leveled pace with her. After her whole explanation of the stolen car thing, he nodded - totally digging the whole 'stolen' part... Excitement had always been pne thing he had never had back one, Stolen cars were along the lines of exciting. "Um - Fine then, We'll walk..." He said, with a dejected look.... He really hated walking.| (NT) -- Owen, 05:46:35 08/05/02 Mon

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• Glances sideways at him, shaking her head so much, though she quiets for once, drifting into thought. Gaze was 'pon her scuffed tennis shoes. The shoes, which were half covered by the denim of her jeans, accented her small and thin feet. In reality, she was more like a pixie than a human. She was only five foot, and though she had more muscle than most, she barely weighed over ninety pounds. Hums softly to herself as she continues to think, something that she was constantly taunted for back home. (NT) -- Erica, 05:53:31 08/05/02 Mon
  • | Though she didn't reply - and he was bothered by her silence... He didn't break it, for reasons unknown. Smirking, he mimicked her actions, glancing t'wards his own feet which were adorned with his beloved red sneakers. Yes, the same sneakers that underwent tripping, day and day through. While doing this he didn't think of anything, he rarely ever thought... Because he liked to keep with his reputation of being spontaneus.| (Beach Time! U post first, k?) (NT) -- Owen, 05:56:57 08/05/02 Mon