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Post by Staci Cartwright on Nov 27, 2009 20:38:32 GMT -5
Hang out/ club.
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Post by Staci Cartwright on Nov 27, 2009 20:46:50 GMT -5
Staci lingered over the bar. She had 20 shot glasses near her elbow. She looked miserable. "I hate him! Damn blondes! I hate those skinny little bitches that WANT to become monsters!" She said loud and clear.
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Post by Ash Flametongue on Nov 27, 2009 21:28:55 GMT -5
Ash watched her, sipping his beer.
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Post by Staci Cartwright on Nov 27, 2009 21:32:52 GMT -5
She finally stood up and walked over to the jukebox and played Single Ladies and walked to the dance floor and swayed and danced, men surrounding her. She hated that.
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Post by Ash Flametongue on Nov 27, 2009 21:34:42 GMT -5
He still sipped his beer, watching.
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Post by Staci Cartwright on Nov 27, 2009 21:38:21 GMT -5
One guy started touching her. Innapropiately. She tried to smack him away. Since he was just as strong it had no effect. He grabbed her.
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Post by Ash Flametongue on Nov 27, 2009 21:39:38 GMT -5
Ash sighed, and walked over, a quick blow on him and he busrt into flames. "Anyone else?" He hissed
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Post by Staci Cartwright on Nov 27, 2009 21:42:24 GMT -5
All the men went back to their stuff. Staci looked at the dude and headed to the door.
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Post by Ash Flametongue on Nov 27, 2009 21:42:55 GMT -5
He headed back to his beer.
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Post by Staci Cartwright on Nov 27, 2009 21:43:55 GMT -5
She turned before leaving. "Thanks." She mumbled.
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Post by Ash Flametongue on Nov 27, 2009 21:46:05 GMT -5
"You're welcome." A light breeze of heat touched her neck.
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Post by Staci Cartwright on Nov 27, 2009 21:49:48 GMT -5
She nodded and decided to walk back over to the bar and have a Mike's Hard.
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Post by Ash Flametongue on Nov 27, 2009 21:53:59 GMT -5
He sipped his beer, and started to do a crossword.
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Post by Staci Cartwright on Nov 27, 2009 21:55:07 GMT -5
She sighed and walked over to him. "May I sit by you?"
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Post by Ash Flametongue on Nov 27, 2009 21:57:24 GMT -5
He nodded to the chair beside him.
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Post by Staci Cartwright on Nov 27, 2009 22:00:47 GMT -5
She sat.
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Post by Ash Flametongue on Nov 27, 2009 22:01:53 GMT -5
he sipped his beer, staring at the crossword.
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Post by Staci Cartwright on Nov 27, 2009 22:10:02 GMT -5
"Kitty."
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Post by Ash Flametongue on Nov 27, 2009 22:12:00 GMT -5
he wrote it down. "Blood"
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Post by Staci Cartwright on Nov 27, 2009 22:15:30 GMT -5
"Bite." She stopped she was craving human blood.
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