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• The young man was making his way up the street - he'd already gotten himself pretty strung out at one of the bars, celebrating his return to the crew, and now he was making his way toward another bar. It was by chance that he spotted her, pulled up and stopped, rubbing a hand through his red hair. "Hey princess, whatcha doing?" He sported a white button up over a black 'beater and a pair of jeans with a chain hanging from them. (NT) -- Chad, Mon, Feb 21 2005, 8:30pm PST
  • her hands dropped from her pockets - giving a soft sigh at his sudden apperance...swallowing gently before continuing her confident stride. To admit the fact taht he was still as gorgeous as ever seemed to come contridict the whole fact that she was still mad at him -- Riah, Mon, Feb 21 2005, 8:49pm PST
    • He raised a brow, taking her arm in his playfully, and taking up stride with her. "All by yourself? That's unacceptable - you could get attacked out here. Why don't we find a place to go into?" A bar, of course, he meant. (NT) -- Chad, Mon, Feb 21 2005, 8:52pm PST

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• a soft scowl was given as she easily unfolded her arm from his, taking a step to the side away from him, a brow raised I think I can fend for myself Chad...and a bar was precisely where she was heading...intent on drinking the memories of him away for the night (NT) -- Riah, Mon, Feb 21 2005, 8:54pm PST

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• His brow furrowed with a frown as she pulled away and he raised a brow, cocking his head at her - he hadn't remembered their encounters as being much to even write home about, but obviously they meant more to her. "Come on now, pretty girl in the street at night, lemme find you a place to drink." (NT) -- Chad, Mon, Feb 21 2005, 9:02pm PST

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• her hands dropped into her pockets - making her way quietly into the bar...lips pursing a moment - drawing in a light breath as she spoke to him I can handle myself Chad...a hand raised to brush through dark hair at that - making her way into the crowd easily....attempting to hide from him for the moment (NT) -- RIah, Wed, Feb 23 2005, 7:17pm PST

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• He couldn't figure out her anger, and her coldnosedness at him when they had had such fun on the beaches back in the day but he followed her in anyways, not allowing her to shake him off. (NT) -- Chad, Wed, Feb 23 2005, 7:35pm PST

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• she fell silent now - wandering towards the bar to order a bottle of Heineken, swallowing gently as she turned to find him there still - scowleing. It wasnt like her to just turn somebody away, but when it was him...someone she used to have something with - someone who had broken her (NT) -- Riah, Wed, Feb 23 2005, 7:41pm PST

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• He approached her, from behind of course, and, with a hand gently on the small of her back, leaned over the bar, nodding to the tender. "You should make that for two, on my tab." (NT) -- Chad, Wed, Feb 23 2005, 7:48pm PST

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• her grip tightened around the neck of the bottle for a moment before she turned away from him once more - mumbling something about him before moving off towards the crowd once more - sighing gently - drinking was the only way to get her mind off things - to get away from him...and all that he represented....her old life (NT) -- Riah, Wed, Feb 23 2005, 7:55pm PST

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• He didn't follow her this time but remained at the bar, nursing his own bottle, watching her through the throngs of people - she would come back, she always did - they had too much fun. (NT) -- Chad, Wed, Feb 23 2005, 7:57pm PST

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• a brow raised gently as she turned to find no one following - smirking gently before continuing into the crowd - her body moving gently to the loud music - dark gaze scanning the faces around her, though they were all unknown to her. Returning seemed against her will at this moment...setting her jaw lightly at the thought (NT) -- Riah, Wed, Feb 23 2005, 8:01pm PST