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Date Posted: 03.09
Author: Gia/Griogair
Subject: Inside
In reply to: Katherine/Skeeter 's message, "inside" on 03.09

(His mouth closed as soon as he heard his own language being spoken and realized just how rediculous it was to be screaming at the wee woman in gaelic.. just about as smart as running his land rover into a brick wall for the fun of it. With an exasperated growl, he turned and walked across the room, heading right out into the patio outside and reaching into his pocket for one of the imported scottish cigarettes he kept in his pocket, lighting one and gazing out at the ocean, wishing he were home on his own lands.) (She had stood her ground from the moment he had fallen silent, her chin tipped up and her eyes defiantly bright, daring him to yell at her again. She wasn't about to take any shit from anyone right now, not when she was in so much pain that she wanted to crawl into bed and cry. As the tall Scot left the room, she stalked him with her gaze and nodded when the door closed, calling him a bastard in Italian before lowering back to her normal height and sighing.) I suggest you get whatever information he has out of him, and soon, because I am not going to put up with him being in this apartment for long. (She said in a demanding tone, crossing her arms over her stomach in a protective manner that gave away a little of her reasoning for not wanting him there.. he was a constant reminder of her predicament and the pain she was suffering through on her own. She was better than this, she could be strong and no one would know just how deeply hurt she was.)

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"If it wasn't for him, you wouldn't be in this apartment." He reminded her quietly, gently but wanting her to understand that the Scot had done them all a great favor and chances were, if it weren't for him, she wouldn't have made it out as safely as she had. Sure, things sucked, he hated the bastard for touching her, for hurting her but he was thankful that she was alive at least. "You really should be laying down Gia..." He murmured, not wanting to piss her off more or incur her wrath on him but she really should be resting instead of wandering around yelling at people. (NT) -- Skeeter, 03.09

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