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 Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 5:30 pm
-exhausted from the night of moving his things back to his office and the draining thoughts of everything Icy said, he sits at his desk, staring into his hands.
Almost two hours after their argument, he finally snapped out of his stupor and left Icys place. Hopping on his bike, he rode to his office to grab another throwaway and called the boys, telling them to meet him at MW. Riding back, he tried to internalize the things Icy said to him. It disturbed him greatly that he never once knew how she felt for him, and even worse, how she was feeling right then. Arriving at the back entrance of MW, he looked down at the entrance to JD and just stared, knowing he could never talk about that to the woman in question. Fifteen minutes later, Horne and Stubbs arrive, looking wary. He doesn't explain the whole situation, just tells them that Icy put him out b/c of dame.
And this is where he's at now, staring at his hands and wondering how he can make this go away, make things better for Icy and keep dame out of harms way. Yeah, only if he had a miracle in a bottle could that ever be possible. Sighing, he closes his eyes and rubs his temples, hoping dame wasn't worried about his not returning last night. Knowing he couldn't run away from this and wouldn't dare let any of it befall dame, he stands up and stretches, grabbing his keys and heading out his office. Locking the door, he hops on his bike and zooms back to the bar, pulling up at the JD back entrance. Working hard to put his game face on, he goes through the scans and heads down the corridor to dames place, knocking on her door-
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 5:55 pm
*she lies in the middle of her bed, having made the transition from her floor to it sometime throughout the night, and tries to muster up the will to get out of bed. Her eyes were sore and puffy from crying all night long. When she wasn't sleeping, she was crying and vice versa. As easy as it was to let the world slip away and never see the light of day again, she knew that couldn't happen. There were other things, bigger things to take care of and she couldn't do it laying there in bed depressed. Rolling over, she continued until she hit the floor, not really intending to do so. Too down to care, she crawls to the bathroom to run some water over her.
Later, she comes out trudging to her closet to find something to wear. In no mood to really put clothes on, she finds a simple cotton dress and a pair of slippers, tossing them on and walking to her bedroom door. On the way she passes her dressing table and mirror, finally catching a true glance at herself. Her eyes were bloodshot red, her hair standing all over her head, and she looked like death warmed over. Sighing, she shrugged at her reflection figuring she didn't need to look decent just to plot out a course of action for killing and capturing people, and opened her door. She stood there for a few minutes, listening out for Flame. Hearing nothing but silence, she slowly advances from her room down the hall, pausing outside his room, looking in.
It was stripped bare, down to the basics of what was in the room when he first moved in. Every item that he owned was no longer a part of her place, a part of her life. Tearing up, she sets her jaw and shakes her head fervently, rushing to the kitchen area. Grabbing her keys, she walks into the living room and sees the rest of his things gone. It was so eerily quiet in her place it unsettled her and she quickly exited, locking her door and rushing upstairs. Inside the bar, she sees Katana and curses inwardly, not really wanting to see anyone but knowing this had to be done. Heading behind the counter, she opens the fridge and finds a gingerale, popping the top and sipping on it*
Hey girl. Anything new yet?
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 5:57 pm
-dame had waited up half the night for Flame to return. Becoming more and more anxious and worried. Not for his well-being, per se because, really, the man could take care of himself. But...I mean...maybe something came up? Icy tore him a new one?... confused Maybe...maybe he decided they really shouldn't be together right now? stare Woulda been nice to know, if that was the case... stare She knew she couldn't say too awful much since...well, all they did was sleep together. I mean...that doesn't entitle them to each other... -she bites her lip- Not...really...right? mad It entitles her to some common decency! Shows what his promises mean. -she crosses her arms angrily. Finally she decides to go home. Halfway there, she remembers that Draa is occupying her bed. stressed Too angry and prideful to turn around, she heads on anyway and sleeps on the couch.-
-her sleep is very restless and she rises early. stressed She goes into her room, grabs more clothing and a few odds and ends and heads out for the day. She stops at the store, telling herself in her mind she's getting food just for herself, and knowing that's a lie and a half because she doesn't need to keep food in her fridge, she has the JD, not to mention, she doesn't drink! stressed She buys a few things, and a bottle or two of what she saw Flame drinking sweatdrop and eventually makes her way back to the JD after stopping for a bite to eat somewhere.-
She had been in her room for a couple of hours, trying not to think of s**t, when she hears a knock at the door. Anger flaring, she tries to calm down and goes to open the door. Seeing Flame, her nostrils flare, but a brief flash of relief flies across her eyes. She leans against the doorjamb and crosses her arms under her chest, raising an eyebrow, face pretty unreadable-
Pretty long food run. Have to go catch the food yourself, hm?
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 6:05 pm
She looks up when Icy speaks to her and the smile she had is replaced immediately by a look of concern.
"Icy? Um...hun.....what's wrong? You've never been up in the bar unless you're dressed to the nines......what gives?" Her eyes roam over her friend, wondering who, or what has put her in this state.
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 6:10 pm
-half relieved and half scared that dame was still in the room, he watches her reaction and though her face doesn't give it away, her body language is screaming at him. Sighing, he scratches the side of his face and looks dame in the eye-
Yea, about that. sweatdrop I had to put the food run on hold since I was being evicted. stressed Spent all night moving my things back to my office and not having your number, I couldn't contact you to let you know I'd be late. stare
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 6:15 pm
*sips her gingerale and looks at the counter*
I haven't been feeling the best lately is all. I'm sure it's just a mixture of sinuses/allergies(really it is!*cries then blows her nose, only to be totally congested*). I'll be fine.
*still looking at the counter, she taps her fingers along the can she's drinking from*
Anything from Brat, Lily or Kaoru yet?
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 6:17 pm
-she nods, not moving from the doorframe to let him in- Hmpf. Yeah, that pesky walk from the MW to the JD is such a b***h, isn't it? I definitely wouldn't have known what to do either if I was in the same predicament. Man. Must be a b***h to be evicted. Wow, wonder where you stored all your stuff? Bet it isn't 500 YARDS AWAY! stressed
-gets off the door and walks into the room- If she kicked you out, why didn't you just come and tell me, Flame? Not only would that have been a nice thing to do, since I was ******** waiting on you, I could have helped you move your stuff. -she looks away from him, straightening the bed out to busy herself-
-pauses- Late? HA! -laughs bitterly- That's one hell of a late, Flame.
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 6:18 pm
"Nothing yet from any of them, but knowing Kaoru, he'll show up in here sooner or later asking me the same thing. That is, if he's not still mad at me from the other night....." She sips her drink and gives Icy a skeptic look, not believing her story at all, but not pressing the matter.
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 6:40 pm
-grits his teeth, trying not to get upset-
Look. I understand your being upset, and I truly apologize for that. Last night happened all of a sudden and I wasn't thinking clearly.
-rubs his forehead, feeling a massive headache coming on-
No, it didn't dawn on me to walk the five hundred yards over to JD to simply tell you that Icy had put me out. What dawned on me was that I'd been put out, the boys had my vehicle and I at that time had no phone. I had to ride to the office to contact Horne and Stubbs so they could bring my car and start loading up.
-watches dame make work for herself so she doesn't have to look at him. Groaning, he doesn't dare enter her room, not needing this s**t right now-
If you don't remember, I'm on my bike and I don't know about you, but I'm not ******** Evil Knievel to where I can balance all of my s**t on my bike and ride it too. So forgive me for not putting your needs first instead of trying to figure out how to get my things out before she had them thrown out.
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 6:43 pm
*nods her head and walks from behind the counter, taking a seat at the bar towards the middle. Leaning on the counter with her elbows, she holds her drink in one hand and her head in the other*
Well, I'll try to stick around and see who shows....wait. What happened the other night for him to be upset with you?
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 6:46 pm
She snickers a little, "Well you remember Dec was in here, right? So, Dec says he's leaving and gets all gallant and kisses my hand. So, once he's gone, Kaoru's all like, 'huh, one of your boy toys?' and I told him to take his jealous a** back to the hotel and went downstairs." xd
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 6:56 pm
*after spending most of the morning sleeping in, Karrie had headed over to the Jade Dragon to take a shift working in the kitchen. Once it was done, he left through the back door, not really wanting to talk to the ladies that night*
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 6:56 pm
*raises her eyebrows, confused*
Huh? Dec was in here along with me that night? Why don't I remember this? confused I mean, I remember seeing Dec yesterday morning, but the night before? Damn I got too much s**t on my mind. stressed How much more s**t am I going to lose? stare
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 6:57 pm
eek scream stressed Putting my needs fir -she stops herself, closing her eyes and gritting her teeth. She takes a deep breath, calming herself- stare That is not what I meant, Flame. Please don't turn this around on me.
And no, I didn't know you were on your bike. What I was saying is you could have stored them here.
-she grits her teeth again- I accept your apology. I am not asking you to put me or my needs or anything first. -in her bout of cleaning up, she is clearing off the nightstands after she finishes the bed. She has already crumpled the note she had written and now grabs his- Just...next time, please give me the courtesy of telling me you aren't gonna do something when you said you were. -looks at the note, sets her jaw, and crumples it- And yes, talk2hand I realise you had your mind on other things, okay. I get that. Just, for the future, okay.
-walks over to the trashcan and chunks both notes inside. Then goes back to the nightstand, grabs the pad and paper and scribbles down her number, tearing it off and holding it out to him- Here, there is my number.
-she crosses her arms over her belly for a moment, silence filling the void. She sighs and looks off to the side- Why...why don't you come in. I got some food for the fridge. We can make sandwiches or something. sweatdrop
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 6:59 pm
Looks at Icy with concern....umm, hun...you were drinking with me....you moved to your usual table. You don't remember any of it?"
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