<font color=royalblue>"Knock what off? Working? Someone's got to pick up your slack." She growled heavily, shifting to head over to the passanger side and opening the door. "If your going to insist on driving, at least attempt to stay awake." She slid in, buckling up her seatbelt and immediatly bringing out her notebook, flipping through the things that she had written down just to review and to help in her quest to thoroughly ignore his existance. She hardly looked her usual agent self in the jeans and hoodie she was wearing but she was comfortable and at ease and that helped her focus a bit more then she would if she was in restricting leather. </font color> -- :. Extra Board .:

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Date Posted: 21:20:55 03/14/06 Tue
Author: Haylie
Subject: "Knock what off? Working? Someone's got to pick up your slack." She growled heavily, shifting to head over to the passanger side and opening the door. "If your going to insist on driving, at least attempt to stay awake." She slid in, buckling up her seatbelt and immediatly bringing out her notebook, flipping through the things that she had written down just to review and to help in her quest to thoroughly ignore his existance. She hardly looked her usual agent self in the jeans and hoodie she was wearing but she was comfortable and at ease and that helped her focus a bit more then she would if she was in restricting leather.
In reply to: Kyrian 's message, "Prison gates won't open up for me
On these hands and knees I'm crawlin'
Oh, I reach for you" on 22:38:58 03/08/06 Wed

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(He didn't move as she went about her little routine of venting at him, merely turned his head to watch her as she moved. He might find her alluring but that didn't make him immune to her barbs and it stung a little to realize just how mad at him she was. When the door closed on the other side of the SUV, it seemed to wake him up and he moved to get into his own seat, though he didn't start the vehicle, just sat there.) I meant this ice queen shit, knock it off. I know you're mad at me, though for the love of God I don't know why.. I know you couldn't possibly be this mad about me nodding off just now. (A muscle worked in his jaw as he watched the flag outside the restaurant flap in the wind. He looked thoughtful and dangerously close to falling asleep again, though he was fighting it as hard as he could.) I'd be no help to you working evidence anyways. (He tapped his finger on the steering wheel, fighting the urge to give up.. he felt so helpless.) (NT) -- Kyrian, 21:35:37 03/14/06 Tue

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