Some days she left guys like him alone to wallow in their thoughts on their own, but other days - like today, when there was nothing else to do - she couldn't help but gently express her curiosity. Her voice was soft, but somehow at the same time loud enough to be heard over the music - though she did lean in just a little bit as she spoke. "Where'd you come from?" Tucking his used glass into the bin, she pulled out a clean one for herself in the same fluid movement and absently mixed herself a light rum and coke - she deserved it, and could get away with it, so why not? Popping in a lime slice before taking a sip, she then set the glass down and slowly, deliberately wiped the space of bar between her and him - casually, perhaps unconsciously, making an excuse for loitering there in front of him, because it was pretty obvious that he wouldn't mind just being left alone. -- RD Present: The Boardwalk

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Date Posted: Sun, Sep 24 2006, 11:05pm PDT
Author: Taylor
Subject: Some days she left guys like him alone to wallow in their thoughts on their own, but other days - like today, when there was nothing else to do - she couldn't help but gently express her curiosity. Her voice was soft, but somehow at the same time loud enough to be heard over the music - though she did lean in just a little bit as she spoke. "Where'd you come from?" Tucking his used glass into the bin, she pulled out a clean one for herself in the same fluid movement and absently mixed herself a light rum and coke - she deserved it, and could get away with it, so why not? Popping in a lime slice before taking a sip, she then set the glass down and slowly, deliberately wiped the space of bar between her and him - casually, perhaps unconsciously, making an excuse for loitering there in front of him, because it was pretty obvious that he wouldn't mind just being left alone.
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"Nowhere." He stated just as casually, as if it was the absolute truth. He didn't really come from anywhere in particular, he had moved around a lot as a kid and then as a teenager and then as an adult in the armed forces. He didn't have one particular place he came from, he came from everywhere in his opinion. A soft breath escaped his lips as he took a sip of the fresh whisky, it seemed a touch stronger and he was fine with that. His eyes moved over the bar, watching the motions of the rag as she wiped it off though he didn't look back up to her face again. (NT) -- Fury, Sun, Sep 24 2006, 11:13pm PDT

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