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New RN's. How bout it? |
I desire to serve the Mistress and her ladies unconditionally |
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Posted: Tue Jan 19, 2010 7:42 pm
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((LOL, was on a rant about "my job"....))
*she joins Icy in the bathroom, and now her tough facade disappears and her worry for her sister shows.* Dammit Icy, what have you gotten yourself into now? *seeing that Icy is still woozy, she leads her to a chaise in the sitting area of the opulent ladies room* Tell you what, you just lay here for awhile and rest, since you're obviously not ready to talk about what happened on this last job. *Before exiting the ladies room, she checks her face to make sure her unshed tears are gone, takes a deep breath, sets her jaw, and exits the restroom. Walking back into the bar area, she grabs another Corona, opens it, comes back around the bar and sits on a stool at the bar with her back to the bar, crosses one leg over the other and stares at Dec* Now.....where were we?
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Posted: Tue Jan 19, 2010 7:44 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 19, 2010 7:47 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 19, 2010 7:49 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 19, 2010 7:55 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 19, 2010 7:56 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 19, 2010 8:00 pm
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Decorera [[OK. Just a warning, I may disappear without a word at any time. My RL Dad may or may not be having a heart attack in a hotel in Tulsa.]]] -looks up from tuning his guitar at Katana, with a raised eyebrow- We're where ever you want. I'm satisfied if Icy's ok. -keeping an eye on her, talks to Dame- You remember the old band, Dame? Well, we broke up. ((totally understandable, hun...family comes first around here anyways, believe it or not xd ))
*cocks an eyebrow back at Dec, and turns from him. As she does some of her resolve breaks and a single tear slides down her cheek.dammit Icy, you'd better be ok! She hurriedly wipes the tear away, hopefully before anyone notices, and takes a long pull on her beer*
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Posted: Tue Jan 19, 2010 8:02 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 19, 2010 8:04 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 19, 2010 8:10 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 19, 2010 8:11 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 19, 2010 8:17 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 19, 2010 8:24 pm
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