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• She hadn't seen much of this crowd in a while... what with Diamond and Fall and their issues and baby and Angel and Vin all loved up with Vins baby... she'd taken to hanging with her old highschool crowd once again. A long white crinkled gypsie skirt rested gangerously low on her curved hips, a brightly coloured halter hugging her torso, standing out amongst the skantily clad teenagers that liked to frequent these places. Her long dark hair was left loose, straightened mercilessly, dark against her coffee colored skin tones. She headed to the bar for a drink, asking for a beer and sorting through some change for the right amount, barely even casting him a glance. (NT) -- Sharayah, Tue, Jun 14 2005, 6:06am PDT

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• He looked over, tipping his head to the side as he took in her out of place apparal, her long legs, her beautiful mocha skin. Sliding a bill across the bar, he nodded to the 'tender, he would take care of her. He watched her thoughtfully, she had yet to notice him, so he was taking his good old time checking her out. (NT) -- Jake, Tue, Jun 14 2005, 6:22am PDT

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• She glanced up at him as he handed over the money, arching a fine brow and pursing her lips just a little into there natural pout, though no hostility was intended, merely thoughtful "Jake Ferraira right? Angels brother?" It had been time since she'd seen him, back when she was all but eighteen and he was screwing with her little sisters best friend. That was some time ago though- and both she and Malia were grown... she was twenty two and malia was pregnant- she still had the attitude she always had- plus a little more wisdom. (NT) -- Sharayah, Tue, Jun 14 2005, 6:28am PDT

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• He didn't recognize her off the bat, so he was a little bit surprised when she said his name, and raised a brow in return. "Yeah, that's me." Although he'd come to be known as a lot more than Angel's brother by most people around here, it was interesting that one of his sister's little friend's would recognize him - he even looked different physically since the last time he'd been any sort of social fixture. "I'm sorry I don't recognize your face.. it's a shame that I do - don't know how I could forget a face like yours.. you are...?" (NT) -- Jake, Tue, Jun 14 2005, 7:24am PDT

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• She merely smirked at that, glancing back to the tender as she took her drink, turning then to face him, as easy going and cocky as ever "Sharayah Thomas... You know my brother, Malakai" She had grown up a great deal from the eighteen year old that had done a tattoo on his back "Or you might know my baby sister better, Malia... or her best friend at least." That was a bit of a dig- but hey- she liked to live dangerously. (NT) -- Sharayah, Tue, Jun 14 2005, 7:41am PDT

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• He raised a brow, tipping his head and then nodding as things finally dawned on him. "Ahh.. right.. right. I know you." He ignored the jab about Aly - he'd learned to block that part of his life out. As shit as he'd treated her, losing her had made him half crazy - crazy enought to try to blackmail her so he could get a little bit of pleasure, a solid night's sleep - he'd been a destroyed man for sometime, but now he was built back up, walls tough and strong as they had ever been. He reached over his shoulder, tapping the spot between his shoulder blades. "That came from you, right?" It was a tribal design that Diamond had encouraged, and of course, he had given in. (NT) -- Jake, Tue, Jun 14 2005, 8:06am PDT

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• She lifted the beer to her lips, her large, dark eyes lingering on him as she slowly sipped from the bottle before she nodded a touch, a smirk lifting the edge of her lips "Yeah... thats one of mine I actually got a shop now... not working out of my apartment any more..." She hadn't seen much of him or even heard much of him in a while- although she didn;t often let herself get bogged down with all the talk on the streets. (NT) -- Sharayah, Tue, Jun 14 2005, 8:18am PDT

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• "Ahhh.. I don't imagine you'd give and old customer who supported you before you were big and important a discount would you? I've been thinking about a new tat." Actually, he hadn't but who was keeping track of the lies he told women? Certainly noone but himself, and the only reason he tracked them was to make sure that his stories kept aligning. (NT) -- Jake, Tue, Jun 14 2005, 8:40am PDT

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• She laughed and cocked a brow, shaking her head a touch "No... I don't even give my brothers discounts. And you don;t need a discount." Everyone knew he was loaded... him and Angel both. She was pretty proud of the fact she'd made every penny she had by working for it- legally. (NT) -- Sharayah, Tue, Jun 14 2005, 9:04am PDT

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• His classic dimples appeared as he tipped his head to the side, elbow rested on the bar, fingers still curled around his drink. "What? Even if I'm cute, you wouldn't give me a discount?" No, he didn't need a discount, but he was quite accustomed to people scrambling over their own feet to accomodate and make him happy - though he didn't expect it, he liked it. "Sure I need a discount, who doesn't need a discount?" (NT) -- Jake, Tue, Jun 14 2005, 9:10am PDT

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• She smirked a touch at that "If you were cute...maybe I would have given you a discount..." IN all honesty everyone could see he was good looking- but he had set himself up for that one. She wasn;t like every other girl scrambling at his feet... he'd have to work for her- she for one- did not come at a discount. "Thanks for the drink." (NT) -- Sharayah, Tue, Jun 14 2005, 9:21am PDT

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• He put a hand to his heart, leaning back a little as though he'd taken a blow. "Oh.. burn. Kitten, you hurt me." He pouted a little bit, shaking his head, and raising his empty glass to the 'tender who came promptly to refill his glass. "Another one for the lady, too." He nodded in Shar's direction even though she wasn't finished with her drink. "Why would you wanna do something like hurt my feelings? What have I ever done to you?" (NT) -- Jake, Tue, Jun 14 2005, 10:02am PDT

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• She had been about to leave, but as he commanded another drink for her she glanced back to him, then to the tender, before letting out a breath and leaning back against the bar "You aint done nothing to me... I got no beef with you.... I just tell it like it is is all...don't bother comin' lookin for an ego boost form me honey" She smirked a touch, finishing off her beer and sliding the empty bottle over tot he tender as he rep[laced it with a fresh one. (NT) -- Rayah, Tue, Jun 14 2005, 10:07am PDT

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• He raised a brow, reaching out and touching her hanging wrist lightly, fingers tracing along the sensitive inside of her wrist for just a second, before his hand dropped back down, still grinning at her. "Aw come on, it's not giving me an ego boost if you're just telling the truth." He lifted his fresh glass to his lips. (NT) -- Jake, Tue, Jun 14 2005, 10:19am PDT

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• She merely smirked and let her gaze linger over him a moment before she pushed away from the bar, heading out into the crowds to find some less dangerous and less cocky entertainment. She didn;t dislike his cockiness... but she wasn;t going to play whim to it either. (NT) -- Sharayah, Tue, Jun 14 2005, 2:46pm PDT