<centeR><font color=dca6b6>Shake it, but don't break it,Cause I know we can make make it<p>you're ready to party and you're dressed to kill</centeR></font> -- RD Present: The Boardwalk

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Date Posted: Thu, Sep 18 2003, 10:27am PDT
Author: Tyra
Subject: Shake it, but don't break it,Cause I know we can make make it

you're ready to party and you're dressed to kill

On Angels advise she had come for a walk about- pleased that not many places were too strick on ID if you were female and alone- not that it suprised her much...
As a safeguard she had brought Krista out with her, since she appeared to know everyone around here... but she had quickly lost her sister in one of the first bars they were in.
She slipped onto a stool by the bar, a short faded denim skirt hugging her hips and dipping at the waist, a white fitted top laced loosely up the front- her blonde curls left loose. Her steel gray eyes wander around the bar curiously as she waits her turn for a drink.

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Fortunately, Angel had also prompted him to go out and enjoy the nightlife, declining his offer to accompany him - saying she'd gotten herself into more than enough trouble at the bars. He was by himself, though, seated at the bar and leaned over a rum and coke, scanning the scene, just taking it in. (NT) -- Rob, Thu, Sep 18 2003, 10:36am PDT
She quickly gets served and taps her nails on the bar as she waits for her drink, ten doller bill in hand, watching the barman... he was decent looking.... (NT) -- Tyra, Thu, Sep 18 2003, 10:53am PDT
He cocked his head, looking down the bar - and spotting her. A brow raised quietly and he slid off of his stool and toward her, leaning on one elbow beside her as the 'tender brought the drink. "It's on me, man." (NT) -- Rob, Thu, Sep 18 2003, 10:56am PDT
She cocks a brow and glances at him, watching him intently, though her face showed little trace of any emotion, just a slightly playful smirk (NT) -- Tyra, Thu, Sep 18 2003, 10:59am PDT
He slid the drink over the counter to her, leaning back a little so he could get a better view of her face. "It's a small world, Ty." (NT) -- Rob, Thu, Sep 18 2003, 11:02am PDT
Her fine brows arch lightly as she takes her drink, sipping at it through a straw, her gaze never leaving his "Yeah" (NT) -- Tyra, Thu, Sep 18 2003, 11:06am PDT
"How you been?" The hand that wasn't holding his drink reached out and lightly traced over her bare arm, not intimidated in the least by her eyes. (NT) -- Rob, Thu, Sep 18 2003, 11:08am PDT
She smirks a touch and cocks her head almost coyly "Great." (NT) -- Tyra, Thu, Sep 18 2003, 11:12am PDT
He ignored that and took a look over her body. She looked good... too good to be with child. So he had been right - it had been a trap, good on him for getting out of there. "You're really.. uh.. thin." (NT) -- Rob, Thu, Sep 18 2003, 11:16am PDT
She can't help but laugh a little at that, cocking a brow "Is that meant to be a compliment?" (NT) -- Tyra, Thu, Sep 18 2003, 11:18am PDT
Once again assuming the role of cynic, just as he had when he had left her, he cocked his head, his voice a little flat. "Not pregnant, I mean." (NT) -- Rob, Thu, Sep 18 2003, 11:20am PDT
She leant forward a touch, her gaze sincere "I took care of it" (NT) -- Tyra, Thu, Sep 18 2003, 11:22am PDT
He wasn't sure how he felt on that, and continued with his campaign that it had been a tactic to get him to stick around. "Bullshit." (NT) -- Rob, Thu, Sep 18 2003, 11:23am PDT
Her brow furrows as she straightens, gaze locked on his, golden curls framing her delicate bronzed face "Excuse me?" (NT) -- Tyra, Thu, Sep 18 2003, 11:34am PDT
"I don't believe there ever was a baby, darling." He leaned back and took a drink, crunching some ice between his teeth. (NT) -- Rob, Thu, Sep 18 2003, 1:24pm PDT
She arched a brow and laughed humourlessly "Because I am that desperate to get a guy... don't flatter yourself" She rolls her eyes with a smirk and shifts to face the bar...she didn't really give a fuck...she could do so much better than him. (NT) -- Tyra, Thu, Sep 18 2003, 1:50pm PDT
He rolled his eyes a bit and took another drink, finishing off his glass of alcohol, and dropping it on the bar, indicating the want for another. "Whatever you think, darling." (NT) -- Rob, Thu, Sep 18 2003, 2:00pm PDT
She pursed her lips and set her jaw, downing the bottle of smirknoff ice before slipping off the stool "Yeah baby- whatever" She saunters off into the throng of the dancefloor, her anger giving her attitude (NT) -- Tyra, Thu, Sep 18 2003, 2:46pm PDT
Of course he followed her - she was without child and that made her all the more appealing. He left his drink on the bar and elbowed his way through the crowd. (NT) -- Rob, Thu, Sep 18 2003, 2:52pm PDT
She quickly found herself a dance partner, she just needed to prove to herself she didn't give a shit, the fact he was hot was just a bonus (NT) -- Tyra, Thu, Sep 18 2003, 2:58pm PDT

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