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Date Posted: 22:25:06 01/31/06 Tue
Author: Haylie
Subject: Now I don't hate the one who left, you can't hate someone who's dead. He's out there holdin' onto someone I'm holdin' up my smokin' gun
In reply to: Kyrian 's message, "
Blame it on what you've been through
Blame it on what you're into
Blame it on your religions
Blame it on politicians

Look what a mess we've made of love
Look what a mess we've made
We've got ourselves to blame
Look what a bomb we've made of love..

We are the fuse and ammunition..
" on 21:53:16 01/31/06 Tue

The last night that they had been together had been the most powerful to date, it was like they both knew it was the last time and their bodies knew it too, so they had better go out with a bang. When she had woken in the morning to his packing up his things, she had taken the cue from him and done the same. The lacadaisical 's'been fun' had almost been her undoing but after she got over the momentary flash of pain, hurt and confusion, she had just straightened her shoulders and returned the sentiment with a smirk, lifting her chin as she hefted her bag over her shoulder and turned on one heel to head out and away from him. She had been set to go, heading down the elevator looking like a dangerous vision in her leather suit with sunglasses hiding her eyes and her black hair down around her shoulders in a straight style when she had gotten the call that her filing was incomplete and that she would remain there until it was done. Needless to say, the other patrons in the elevator had blushed from the curses that had erupted from her mouth until she realized she wasn't alone and had shut her mouth. The thought of filing had literally made her head ache with a sharp pain that she couldn't fathom much less think around so she had taken a few personal days. Now though, she knew she was going to have to get that filing done the next day so she had decided to get a head start on it, seeing as how she wasn't much on sleeping these days. A search of her bags, however, had her convinced she had left the key to the room they had been using as an office somewhere in Kyr's room. As much as she wasn't looking forward to resurrecting memories that were better left buried, she headed down to the convention hall and then to his room. She knew he would be gone already so she just punched in the number to the hotel lobby and had them give her the access code to the room -stating official business as her reasoning instead of 'I lost a key' - and then let herself in. As soon as she was in though, she paused, her senses telling her people were still inhabiting the place. A low groan was stifled in her throat as she quietly made her way into the place, heading towards Kyr's room and looking around, seeing his stuff. So he was still there...that was an interesting development. Not finding the key, she remembered she had left her bag in Remy's room for awhile and decided to look in there. Crossing the hallway, she paused, hearing faint noises coming from the room. Her curiosity got the best of her and she opened the door, her eyes widening when she saw Kyr in the middle of a screwing some blonde that strongly resembled the one from the bar they had gone too - apperantly he went for blondes more then brunnetes was a crazy thought that ran across her mind - but she was frozen in place. Blatant shock was written on her expression for a brief second before her eyes darted to the side of the floor and saw the key to the office. She would have been reemed if anyone knew she misplaced that - being that there was confidential information in the room - so she had to have it and she had no choice but to walk in, in the midst of their fucking, and pick up the key. "Excuse me." She stated with a tight lipped smirk before she tucked the key into the front pocket of her leather jacket and turned, heading out of the room calmly. As soon as she shut the door behind her though, she was calling him every kind of asshole under her breath - heading to the door to get out of his suite.

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