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*places his hand over Dame, rubbing it reassuringly* Dame? Would you like to come over tonight? *notices the newcomer looking Dame over and narrows his eyes, putting his arm around her waist*

*watching Flame, she follows his line of vision and sees that he's fixated on dame. Groaning, she facepalms and mumbles something about it always being the long legged ditzy ones. Not wanting to see Flame start anything, especially with Karrie in there, she slams her fist on the table and reiterates getting drunk.

Finally catching Flames attention, he comes over to the table, snatching the bottle from her. Kicking him under the table, she glares at him and tsks when he starts to say something about her past, but cuts off, as he always do. Why does he always do that to me? What makes him think I can't handle the truth about my past? How am I supposed to even begin to understand the things that are going on with me if he doesn't tell me?

Eyeing the bottle, she silently praises herself for picking the perfect choice. That particular brand is like a truth serum for him, and she doesn't believe he knows that. Whenever he drinks that brand, he opens up like a flowing river. All she has to do is bide her time and let him drink the majority*

So, got a little thing for our damey, huh? You better watch it, that's her boyfriend with her. rofl *watches as Karrie claims his territory and knows Flame could care less if that was her husband*

-tenses more, shoulders bunching as she feels Flame's eyes on her, an angry flush rising up her chest and quickly spreading to her neck, she digs her nails into the counter and grits her teeth, jaw working. For a moment, all she can feel is the connection between Flame's eyes and her back, like an invisible line passing between the two. She is jolted out of it at the sound of Karrie's voice and the touch of his hand on hers and his arm around her waist- Hm? -darts her eyes over at Karrie- I'm sorry, what did you say, honey?

((ICY REIGN!!! scream I am not ditzy!!!!! stressed stressed scream scream stressed stressed evil evil ))

*looks back at Dame* I asked if you would like to come over tonight. *feels the stiffness of her body and holds her a little tighter*

*Velcore lifts his head and looks around, whining at the look on Dame's face*

-Enters the bar-

Hello everyone. ^-^

-snorts and smirks at Icy, speaking loud enough to be heard- I don't care if he pisses on her to mark his territory right now! If I see what I like and like what I see, then I look!-leans his chair back on it's hind legs and pulls the brim of his hat low and to the right, knowing dame felt him watching her earlier. Deciding to save his antics fof later, he turns his attention back to Icy and gets serious-

Look, I'm not going to pretend that you're not as stubborn as a mule, and that I'm any better. But we're going to have to come to some sort of agreement. I need more information on this situation and with you not knowing a damned thing, there's nothing neither of us can do. But I know one thing for sure. You sure as hell ain't going back out there looking for a thing unless I'm with you.

-holds up his hand before Icy can protest- Before you say anything about these-flings his arm towards the front of the bar-so called friends of yours helping you, you can forget it. If I'm not there, you're not either. Got it? evil

{{If that's how you feel, then why do you come in here? To cast your opinions on everyone? Or to look down on everyone?}}

{{I don't know if you're addressing me or not, but if you are, that's just my character talking, not me. I love this thread and the people on here! biggrin My character is just being really mopey and negative right now. I'm not RPing as myself.}}