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Date Posted: 20:14:52 05/08/06 Mon
Author: Justin "Skeeter" // Braden "Hunter"
Subject:
Boy's will be boys
They just wanna play
Boy's will be boys
Oh, cuz the girls like it that way


He was in a pretty good mood considering it all. He was starting to convince himself that he had jumped the gun with Gia, that he hadn't been all that attached to her really and life would go on fine without her. He was just here to help out a fellow agentwho had gotten in over her head, that was all, he wasn't the knight in shining armour who had rode in to recuse his damsel in distress - no way. He was just doing his job. Actually, at the very moment, he wasn't even doing that, he was stretched out on his bed, Bambi laying nearly on top of him in their usual cuddling pose, watching Braden mess with the laptop. He had insisted Braden do most of the setting up contact with headquarters because he 'needed to learn and show his worth' all the while he had gone to find icecream. He had brought back some for all of them, throwing some in the little mini-freezer in case the girls stepped into the room later and wanted a snack - he knew how Haylie loved her double chocolate chip cookie dough. He was grumbling, his feet kicked up on the desk as he leaned back on the chair, occasionally sending glares both Kyrian and Skeeters way. "I fuckin' hate bein' the new guy." He growled in his low southern drawl and reached up to pull his trademark cowboy hat (over camo bandana) lower over his eyes as if to avoid looking at the pair. "You're so busy cuddlin' up with that damn beast..should be workin', heard all abou this great Skeeter intelligence agent and you ain't done shit since we got here." His grumbling was mostly good humored, though he pushed the envelope on occasion. He was tryin' to take it easy on the other guy, Kyrian, since he had died and all - he figured due to that he should give him a few days respite from Braden's usual brand of sarcastic humor...

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