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Date Posted: 07:53:18 06/16/02 Sun
Author: Skyler
Author Host/IP: 12.150.138.98
Subject: All my stuff's here anyways
In reply to: James, Kevin, and Raines 's message, "I could leave but I'll just stay" on 07:20:17 06/16/02 Sun

Laughing gently draining the contents of her glass once more, head starting to swim but easily ignored it wasn't the first time she abused her liver, nor would it be the last. "Okay Kev let's see what you got." pushing herself from the chair reclaiming pool stick from James. digging thru her pocket for the roll of bills pulling out two $100 bills placing them on the side of the table. Quickly situating herself to break, since she had won the first match it was her right to break.....[lalala we both decided not to rp it out....lalala]

After a long battle fatale shakes her head in triumph, picking up the $400 that had been betted on the match. Glancing over at the table sighing the whiskey was long gone and the rum was quickly dissappearing. "James!" she calls starting to move from the group towards the bar, "Walk and talk brudda" she states to him to join her...shoving small dactyls into cargo pockets weaving tipsy self towards the bar, finally destination met leans gratefully against the mohogany countertop "Can't I go retch yet?" crossing arms on the table top waiting for a tender, dropping drink flushed features to reside ontop of arms. "Whatta we need? nother bottle of rum and vodka maybe?" she muses "I need some change, all i got are 100's."

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