<font color=silver>(He let his eyes move to her for a moment, but then they returned to the blank wall across from him.) Ye'll be stayin' with me, lass. I won't be havin' him gettin his hands on ye. (He said, his voice darker, possessive almost. He nodded to the chair that was nearest her, where his leather duster was draped.) Left pocket, lass. (There were three photos in the pocket, photos that showed Jailynn leaving her work, another of her going into her building and a third of her inside her apartment. In his mind, she was no longer safe anywhere and it was mostly his fault. He wouldn't have her getting harmed on his watch. While he waited for her to look at the photos, he closed his eyes and let himself relax, he hadn't slept in a while and was physically drained.)</font> -- RD Future: Downtown

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Date Posted: Fri, Dec 23 2005, 3:21pm PST
Author: Jackson
Subject: (He let his eyes move to her for a moment, but then they returned to the blank wall across from him.) Ye'll be stayin' with me, lass. I won't be havin' him gettin his hands on ye. (He said, his voice darker, possessive almost. He nodded to the chair that was nearest her, where his leather duster was draped.) Left pocket, lass. (There were three photos in the pocket, photos that showed Jailynn leaving her work, another of her going into her building and a third of her inside her apartment. In his mind, she was no longer safe anywhere and it was mostly his fault. He wouldn't have her getting harmed on his watch. While he waited for her to look at the photos, he closed his eyes and let himself relax, he hadn't slept in a while and was physically drained.)
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She headed over to the jacket, pulling out the photo's and glancing over them quickly at first. After that she sank down onto the bed, her eyes widening a touch more as she looked over them again. The last picture of her in her bedroom just had her in a black skirt and a bra, it didn't show off a whole lot but still it was intimate and personal - not the kind of moment she would share with someone. "Do you...do you think he's watching now?" She questioned softly, a hint of vulnerability leaking into her voice. Very rarely did she show any weakness or worry but she couldn't help it this time. (NT) -- Jailynn, Fri, Dec 23 2005, 3:50pm PST