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Subject: ..:Second Sonata of Memory Lane:..


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Rues - - Just your Local English Cowboy
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Date Posted: 06/21/09 1:14:41am
In reply to: Ashena 's message, "Or in My Heart?" on 06/20/09 9:34:30pm



~*~ ..:Second Sonata of Memory Lane:.. ~*~



The man felt like throwing up. Like a couple of married individuals having an affair they were. He never cared much for flirtatious woman...odd coming from a flirtatious man. The mysterious character put limber fingers to his forehead, wiping the sweat briskly away before downing his drink and sliding to his feet. It was far to deep of a situation for him to let it go. Ash would not be pleased, seeing his darling girl kissing any man, no matter how pure or dirty. Then again, what should the English cowboy care? The blonde had abandoned him in an emotional flurry, heading out with a suitcase full of selfishness and reckless behavior. But what could Rues say? He was the same. Ash was so similar to him, like the other half of a man he had lost along the journey. Ash, like the old Rues, had abandoned him.

So he was out of his chair, a swift turn of experience and pride and he was practically waltzing toward the two. Each step was carelessly noisy, not expecting too much from this Zeth character. But you never know. he reminded himself as he arrived at his destination. So he stood, gray hood still covering his head, pushing red locks wildly over his eyes. He looked like a reckless killer posing as your local contradiction. Your local English cowboy.

"That's enough." he said, British accent firm and commanding. He placed his hand on Ashena's black head as if she was still a child. If she was going to act like one he was going to treat her like one. Heaven and Hell both knew Ash was probably a constant fit of worry because of her. He'd probably come lurking back here, searching for "his girl". Rues wanted to roll his eyes at the thought. What did he see in this little kid? Rues would never know. She was far to young in his opinion, though his 24 year old face never picked up women his age. He could be practically everyone's father by now...no one was his age.

~*~


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.:. Drink to the face, bro.:.Zeth06/21/09 6:42:25pm


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