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Post by Kait on Jan 28, 2007 16:30:00 GMT -5
"Call me sweetcheeks again and you'll deserve my boot to your balls..." *Diana smiled sweetly.*
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Post by ..::The Bard::.. on Jan 28, 2007 16:30:59 GMT -5
"Aww....but I call everyone sweetcheeks...." He frowned, though only a few seconds later smileing again. ".....Sweetcheeks...."
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Post by Kait on Jan 28, 2007 16:33:14 GMT -5
*Diana's leg immediately swung up under the table, her heeled boot delivering a swift kick to his shins.* "Don't make me aim higher."
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Post by ..::The Bard::.. on Jan 28, 2007 16:35:17 GMT -5
Jarrek smiled, sticking his tongue at her. "And here I thought you loved me."
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Post by Kait on Jan 28, 2007 16:36:32 GMT -5
"Hate to disappoint you, Jarrek, but I don't love anyone..." *She shrugged with a slight smirk, turning her attention back to the humans around them.*
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Post by ..::The Bard::.. on Jan 28, 2007 16:40:08 GMT -5
"No wonder you're so depressing sometimes." He sighed, standing up from his chair. "You know....a little scene in here WOULD be nice.....maybe a dead human there....another there." He shaped his hand like a gun, middle and index finger outstretched, pointing towards an old man sitting in the corner. "Bang." Jare smirked, raising his hand as if there was recoil. "Ah I love the smell of blood.....Almost as much as I love women."
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Post by Kait on Jan 28, 2007 16:41:21 GMT -5
"Which is probably why you're still single." *Diana frowned, getting up from her seat and striding toward the door, hands in the pockets of her leather coat.*
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Post by ..::The Bard::.. on Jan 28, 2007 16:44:19 GMT -5
Jarrek followed her, one hand checking inside his jacket, just to make sure he remembered to grab his pistol. He was only a few steps behind her, his eyes casually scanning back and forth as he studied the streets. "You know...about the single thing...you shouldn't be talking.....I mean look at you....how long has it been since you had a mate?"
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Post by Kait on Jan 28, 2007 16:47:16 GMT -5
"Not long enough." *Diana shrugged slightly.* "I'm single because I choose to be. It's less of a hassle. Besides, I apparently already have a man following me around. That's all a mate is."
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Post by ..::The Bard::.. on Jan 28, 2007 16:49:13 GMT -5
"If I get you in bed....THEN I'll be you mate, my dear. Me just following you around is because I'm waiting for something interesting to happen." Jarrek replied.
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Post by Kait on Jan 28, 2007 16:53:12 GMT -5
"Something interesting... like getting me in bed?" *Diana glanced at him, raising an eyebrow.*
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Post by ..::The Bard::.. on Jan 28, 2007 16:54:44 GMT -5
"If that's what's on your mind....though I was going more for the whole you getting attacked or in trouble of some sort....but I like the bed thing too if you'd like to go with that." He smirked playfully.
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Post by Kait on Jan 28, 2007 17:01:13 GMT -5
*Diana laughed softly, shaking her head a little.* "And what makes you think that I need you for anything else? You're not the only one with claws, Jarrek."
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Post by ..::The Bard::.. on Jan 28, 2007 17:03:35 GMT -5
"Then why couldn't you handle that Death Dealer last night, eh?" He retorted, shoving his hands in his pockets.
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Post by Kait on Jan 28, 2007 17:05:55 GMT -5
"Just because I have them, that doesn't mean that I use them. Unlike you, I don't enjoy leaving a trail of bloody corpses behind me. Running was an easier option. But if I'd been caught, I could have handled it... as long as it was in a private place where I didn't have to scare the hell out of a bunch of humans by transforming."
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