<font color=orange> He had been a bit aggravated earlier when his informant had told him that he had lost the target he was supposed to be tailing. Junkies were useless, seriously. He had wandered around his apartment in a fairly grumpy manner for some time before he had looked at the time and decided to go get his girl. It was way to cold outside to take the bike so he broke out the keys to his '64 Maserati Ghibli, full silver and fully restored, and headed out to the bar. He let the car idle in the street in front of the establishment, his head cocked to the side as he watched the people start to head out in big groups and then smaller ones, obviously the employees were starting to leave. </font color> -- RD Present: The Boardwalk

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Date Posted: Sun, Jan 21 2007, 5:49pm PST
Author: Fury
Subject: He had been a bit aggravated earlier when his informant had told him that he had lost the target he was supposed to be tailing. Junkies were useless, seriously. He had wandered around his apartment in a fairly grumpy manner for some time before he had looked at the time and decided to go get his girl. It was way to cold outside to take the bike so he broke out the keys to his '64 Maserati Ghibli, full silver and fully restored, and headed out to the bar. He let the car idle in the street in front of the establishment, his head cocked to the side as he watched the people start to head out in big groups and then smaller ones, obviously the employees were starting to leave.
In reply to: Taylor 's message, "
The city longs well for rooftops and invitations
All lace and secret places
She moves you to touch with her hands
" on Sun, Jan 21 2007, 4:47pm PST

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She had thought it a little odd at first when he had started to show up every night to escort her home in some manner, but now she just appreciated it - it was nice for the company, and he was a good friend. Most nights they walked when it was nice and warm out, and other nights he came on the bike, but he had never brought the car so when she emerged from the club to meet him, she didn't see him around. Her gaze lingered on the idling car for a moment but she couldn't see inside and didn't want to give the wrong impression by trying to look in, so she just cinched her jacket tighter around her waist and started off walking. Concern touched her thoughts, because he hadn't missed a night since he had started - she hoped everything was okay... (NT) -- Taylor, Sun, Jan 21 2007, 5:56pm PST