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Date Posted: 01:31:51 05/18/06 Thu
Author: Skeeter/Braden
Subject: inside
In reply to: Kyrian 's message, "Inside" on 01:25:42 05/18/06 Thu

He completely froze at Kyrian's words, his eyes betraying his shock as that statement sunk in. For what seemed like an eternity he didn't move he suddenly spun around to the table the laptop was on, his fingers curling underneath it before it was violently flipped over, the laptop flying - unharmed at least- and the table hitting the wall. His eyes filled with a mirade of emotions, including rage, he turned back to the other men, fixing his eyes on Kyrian. "Fuck. You." He stated before he turned, stalking to the door. "Do this your own fucking selves." Everyone knew he would come back when he had cooled down and would fix everything back up but for now he was absolutely livid and just needed to get out of there and away from everyone. He took a step back when the table was overturned and his brow raised at the crack that sounded through the room when the laptop hit the wall. His eyes followed the man as he stalked out of the hotel room before he looked back to his partner, pursing his lips absently. His hand patted his pockets to find his cigarettes, drawing one out and lighting it before he put the lighter in the pack and tossed them onto the bed for Kyrian. Slowly, he sank down into the plush easy chair against the wall, his words slow and low with his southern drawl when he spoke. "Well, that went well."

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