James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 12:01:58 AM)
Now, dont go holding things back, if your gonna be my trainer here, you gotta speak your mind with me *He fixed her with a steady and serious look, apparently good at reading people*

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 12:04:24 AM)
"I was just going to say something condescending about New York, but you Yankies have had it hard enough without a southern bell giving you stick."

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 12:07:24 AM)
Yea now thats probably not the best idea, cause then id have to talk crap about New Orleans, and that just wouldnt be productive. Hehe, so how you like being a trainer?

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 12:09:08 AM)
"Well ... its what I do, its basically who I am these days. I'm good at it?" Shrugging a little. "Besides after I was left with Laurel two years ago and without a job... it was find something to do, someone to be, or go nowhere ..."

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 12:10:51 AM)
Well, it definately looks like you know what your doing *He of course commenting on how she herself looks* Laurel? *He arched a brow curiously*

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 12:14:03 AM)
"Laurel ... my daughter. I'm a solo mother." Shrugging a little, as though thats not a problem. "Pretty much takes up all my free time when I'm not at work... and for that, I'm grateful."

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 12:15:46 AM)
Im sorry you got to do it alone. But from what ive seen, and im a good judge of people, you seem a person who can do it, and do it well. *He smiled and lifted his glass to her before finishing emptying it*

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 12:17:57 AM)
A pause as if trying to think about his words and what he might mean before finally filtering it as a compliment, she simply gives him a light smile. "Well, I didn't always look like this James ..."

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 12:20:50 AM)
I didnt always look like this either, we all go through things in our lives that shape us into what we are now. I am guessing something in your life happend, that brought you to the gym, perhaps what made you a single parent? An you started working out as an escape, or something... Im guessing alot here, hoping im remotely accurate, so I dont offend.

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 12:22:55 AM)
"Actually ... I came to the gym after my pregnancy, after he'd already fled as soon as we found out I was pregnant. The first thing a jock in there said was something about how I'd gotten fat from it. I guess ... I never really looked back after that."

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 12:25:18 AM)
Meat heads, such little pricks an part of why im testing out different gyms. Find one with as few as possible as well, heh

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 12:26:58 AM)
"Well, we banned a couple in the last weeks, they don't really provide anything to the gym. Pretty staunch in making sure people feel safe there and helped. People like me or how I used to be shouldn't need to go to a womans only gym to work out...."

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 12:29:47 AM)
Indeed I agree with that, if you ever need an extra hand with the unruly ones, let me know *he smiled as he motioned for a refill on his drink*

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 12:31:23 AM)
Moving to push her first empty glass away, she just smiles. "Plenty of people in the gym that are happy to help ... and they've learnt I don't let them get away with it now too."

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 12:35:14 AM)
hmm i bet there are *he smirked playfully as he looked her over* But I figured I would offer, it never hurts when one of your helpers can flash a badge

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 12:36:33 AM)
"Even if for completely the wrong department?" Amusement in her eyes, though watching his mannerisms as he seems to be checking her out.

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 12:40:09 AM)
Federal agents are federal agents. I can arrest them as easily as anyone else. *He chuckled* Besides, whats better than a fed, its a fed who has survived the nastiest trenches of the drug war. Heh

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 12:42:10 AM)
"Yeah ... right...." Gazing at him for a time before just shaking her head in amusement, taking her drink and taking a gulp from it. Maybe to someone like her all of that is too far removed from her life to appreciate or understand it.

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 12:46:08 AM)
You think Im kidding... You must have seen the scar yesterday. *He took a drink. but turned in his seat, pulling up the left side of his shirt, he had an unpleasant looking scar, that began just beneath his ribcage on the left and moved up under his arm and wrapped around his chest almost overtop where his heart is*

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 12:47:51 AM)
"I didn't think you were kidding, I just can't really understand or appreciate it..." Gazing though towards the scar with a frown. "You were lucky to survive that ..."

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 12:50:47 AM)
Im lucky, its the only one from the ordeal. *He tugged down the shirt* But you know, things like that, arent so far removed, they use kidnapped vacationers and people like you, and their businesses in places like this to do the worst of their work. The strange man joked about it yesterday, but things like that happen even here in New Orleans. But that, is why I still do my job, to keep things like that *He motioned towards the scar* from happening to others*

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 12:52:15 AM)
"Sure, theres drug trafficing here, where isn't there in southern america. Its not quite as bad as Florida though." Moving to gather her drink and then a slow smile touching her lips. "We're both talking about work..."

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 1:02:40 AM)
Yes we are, so, what do you say to playing some darts then, instead, or you got to head out soon? *He tilted his head and motioned towards the dart board*

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 1:05:23 AM)
"Ma's looking after Laurel for the night, she does three nights in the week. Darts would be fine, or pool, whichever. I can't claim I'm amazing at either, but well ... thats never really the point, is it?" Smiling his way before moving to rise from her stool and about to pull money out for the barkeep who actually waves that off. "Pay before you leave Fiona, not a worry."

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 1:08:36 AM)
Not the point at all really, its about having fun, and enjoying yourself *He smiled at her and stood, moving towards the games* which one do you preffer, im better at pool myself but darts came to mind first.

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 1:10:26 AM)
"Well, pools fine. I can't even remember the last time I played darts. It might've been a -very- long match." Moving with him, unzipping her hoodie a little and letting it fall loose on either side, revealing a plain black tshirt beneath, much like the one she wore the other day.

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 1:12:20 AM)
*He nodded and chuckled* I dont remember either, mighta been college. *He put money in and went about racking the balls* Well I'l rack, you go ahead and pick your stick, and you can break.

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 1:14:17 AM)
Moving over to gather a stick, she bounces it lightly in her hands, not really too choosey and moving to come back over to the table. Theres more than a few guys idly looking their way now and the reason is more clear as she moves to lean over, waiting for him to finish racking up and then breaking. Its a stronger shot than most woman make but no real finess to it, though balls going every which way ...

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 1:17:56 AM)
*He understands their looks as he moved around the table slowly, though afew of the less savory looking characters in the small bar, got a hard look from him, the cold storm that brewed in his eyes making them shiver and turn away. Though he picked his stick* Nice break, alot of power to it. *He walked to the table and he lined up a shot and took it, sinking it, it was easy to get a couple before he missed*

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 1:23:12 AM)
Leaning upon her stick, she notices some of his looks around and can't but smile in amusement. "Looks like I have a new guardian... scaring away all the leerers. Relax. Its not like any of them will ever approach anyway ... you get used to it."

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 1:25:28 AM)
Its habit, protective instincts run high in my family. We have been in law enforcement since the first law enforcement groups formed in this country really. *He chuckled lightly as he stood after he finished shooting. Leaning against his stick*

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 1:29:29 AM)
Moving towards the table, Fiona tries to appraise things for a moment before leaning across the table from its awkward lie, hoodie falling towards the table as she downs the ball without difficulty, seeming that the getting to the shot was harder than the shot itself. Rising and pulling off her hoodie, body still showing some signs that she finished off the day with a workout before coming here and tossing her hoodie his way. A few of the leerers suddenly not knowing what to think. Fiona has more muscles than most of them do combined ...

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 1:31:34 AM)
*He whistles at her as he catches the hoodie, giving her a look over again, he already knew how well muscled she was. As he walked around the table, studying her with his steady gaze as she lines up her shots. Hanging the hoody over a nearby chair*

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 1:35:31 AM)
Leaning in, she ends up downing three more balls in quick succession, the longer part of it seems to be her moving about and sizing things up rather than the actual shot itself. The miss seeming to be more hitting it too hard than anything else. One guy half way through murmuring to James. "Looks like you've got yourself some work to do..." Quite what hes referring to left rather unclear/

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 1:39:15 AM)
*He just shook his head and herded the guy away from himself before he moved around the table* Hmmm seems Ive got a pool shark on my hands here. *He spoke softly to her as he leaned over and lined up his next couple of shots, taking down three now, to bring his total to five, leaving him only with two balls left on the table, before he misses, and nearly takes himself out of the game by sending the 8 too close to a pocket*

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 1:40:54 AM)
Gazing out over the table as she watches him play, theres a light shrug, adjusting her tshirt a little and seeming rather relaxed about it all really. Lifting her drink, she takes a couple of long gulps, noticing the ice has long melted and its starting to taste different because of it. "Not really, just play occasionally ... like now. You're not so bad yourself."

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 1:43:14 AM)
Thanks *He leaned against the table facing her as she looked the table over. Smiling as he studied the look on her face as she considers the game at hand. His hands resting atop his stick* Its been awhile since ive played a relaxed game of pool, hehe, during college it was usually for drinks or money

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 1:52:56 AM)
"Much better to be playing with a girl then? No need to be playing for either?" Her hair draping down towards the table as she gazes up at him from over the table and her stick. Then her eyes returning to the ball and she tries to regain her cool from his intense eyes. A breath, her chest rising and falling before the ball does indeed fall into the appropriate hole. Relief touching her eyes as she moves to line up the next shot, a difficult one, the white having slipped behind one of his remaining balls.

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 1:57:13 AM)
*He smiled as she met his eyes* Its much better to be playing with you, yes, besides, your much more pleasant to look at than the people i played in the pool halls with ever were. And, you smell alot better as well *He chuckled playfully as he walked around the table slowly watching her try and line up the shot*

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 2:00:10 AM)
Frowning, he can see a touch of her competitiveness, despite saying its just a game and being relaxed about things, as she looks at this ball shes not willing to concede defeat. Moving to slip onto the side of the pool table, one cheek rests against the side while on tippy toes, her arms raising at the awkward angle to arch the cue over his own ball. Bounce, bounce bounce ... clack. Hitting her own ball and despite not getting it in, theres a look of triumph at hitting her own ball. "Good thing I remembered deoderant then isn't it...?" Still smiling as she moves back to her drink and takes a gulp.

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 2:02:01 AM)
*He laughed lightly* Im glad I remembered it too, and the cologne, heh. *He took a sip of his drink before leaning over and lining up his own shot. Though he seemed to be peering up at her and not paying enough attention to his shot as he drew back and sent his ball bounding around the table to actually bump one of hers in*

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 2:03:33 AM)
A laugh, delighted as she watches that. "Mmm ... guess I'm a pretty good distraction too. So, what're the pub rules anyway for hitting one of my balls?" Gazing up towards the board to have a look.

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 2:05:36 AM)
I dont know if they got any posted, but, what do you think the rule should be? *He grinned walking around slowly to stand infront of her, looking into her eyes*

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 2:10:04 AM)
"Now you're just being coy ..." Moving to finish off the last of her drink and placing the glass down. Grinning she moves past him and just takes her shot, one ball after another starting to disappear before shes staring down at the black. "You should do that more often ..."

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 2:11:40 AM)
Do what, make it easier for you to kick my ass? *He chuckled and leaned against the table with both hands, looking at the eight, and crouching to look straight across to meet her look as she lines up the shot*

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 2:13:33 AM)
"Oh god ... I don't want to break that nose of yours ..." Taking in a breath, trying to keep his eyes out of the equation. In the end she lines it up and just stares back towards him, the cue slipping through her fingers and waiting for the distinctive sounds of balls clacking, clicking and perhaps falling ...

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 2:14:55 AM)
Wait, why are we thinking about breaking my nose? *He chuckled as he straightend and watched her take him out of the game by winning it, and he clapped for her* Very nicely done

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 2:20:48 AM)
"If I mishit the ball James ..." Shaking her head and then smiling at his praise. "Thanks ... you have amazing eyes James, you must have woman falling for you left and right because of them."

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 2:24:04 AM)
Not that I am aware of, but thank you. You have real pretty eyes yourself... as well as everything else about you *he set his stick aside and waved to the barkeep* put the winners drinks on my bill.

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 2:27:23 AM)
"My eyes aren't normally what people go on about with me ... but thanks." Smiling in amusement before moving to slip her hoodie back on, leaving it unzipped. "You didn't need to do that..."

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 2:30:44 AM)
Didnt have to, wanted to, put the money towards a stuffed animal or something for the little one. *He walked over closer after picking up his drink* An I am sure that its not what they all talk about, but, they should. The eyes will tell you alot more about a person than the body. While your body is gorgeous without any doubts your eyes tell me you are a good person, a caring person, a good mother and friend, a protective soul, and strong and i dont mean the six pack kind of strong

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 2:33:24 AM)
"You get all that from my eyes?" Gazing up towards him from her seat, pool cue resting between her thighs casually, without a drink at the moment anyway. "And I'll see what happens, I'm trying to make her stop talking about bulldozers, one day at the playcenter and she was obsessed about them..."

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 2:36:59 AM)
Eyes are the windows to ones soul Fiona, and it shows who you are in truth, its hard to hide it, especially from someone who knows what to look for. *He stood looking down into her eyes. Motioning for a refill on her drink status, with a friendly smile and wave towards the barkeep and then to her as he sipped his drink, before looking at her again* So the answer, is yes, your eyes tell me all that, they have a faint hard edge to them, but at the heart they show their gentle side. *he grinned looking from her eyes down into his drink, turning it slowly in his hand*

Takara Aoyama (Jan 5, 2011 2:37:25 AM)
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Takara Aoyama (Jan 5, 2011 2:38:46 AM)
* she steps in, still in uniform , her hair braided back, needing a drink after her shift*

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 2:39:49 AM)
"A faint hard edge? I had someone calling me a bitch in the french market last night. But then he was telling me that he had right of way over my daughters stroller after he nearly walked right over her. Asshole ..." Showing some of that hardness there before smiling. "Thanks for ordering me another drink ... was just about to do that myself." Sitting there with James, jeans and a hoodie on, with sports sneakers, she looks like the typical late night "come to get a drink after work" type too.

Takara Aoyama (Jan 5, 2011 2:41:18 AM)
*voice lightly accented her order a double whiskey and finds a seat*

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 2:41:43 AM)
*He stood infront of Fiona as she sat, and nodded* Hard edge, as in you can be tough when you need to be, hence the mention of being strong, and protective *He met her eyes again, he flickered a glance towards the newcomer before looking back to Fiona*

Takara Aoyama (Jan 5, 2011 2:43:00 AM)
* unzipped her work jacked and set it on a chair, leaving her tank and uniform pants, she glanced to the couple, and went about taking a sip of her drink

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 2:47:21 AM)
Taking in a breath, she looks about, trying to figure out what to make of all this. Why does she keep staring up into those eyes of his? Confused, not used to letting anyone get under her skin. "Yeah ... and ... independant."

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 2:48:28 AM)
Well thats obvious, but more from the fact that you are a single mother. Which I admire about you, I dont think I could do the single parent thing myself.

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 2:50:45 AM)
"Not like I had any say in the matter. My parents have been helpful ... but sometimes life just throws you a lemon, so you make lemonade ..." Sounding very much like something one of her family must say.

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 2:54:31 AM)
From your mother, or father? *Meaning what she just said about lemons. He sat down slowly beside her, glancing around slowly and giving the new comer a nod, before returning to the conversation* An while its not like you had a say, you didnt run from your responsibilities, didnt give your daughter up, you hung in still are hanging tough, its admirable

Takara Aoyama (Jan 5, 2011 2:56:22 AM)
*proped her feet up noded once to be poliet but not interupt, and when back to her drink*

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 2:57:20 AM)
"Hmm ...? Oh Dad." An amused touch to her lips as he correctly assumes immediately, following James eyes to check on whats distracting him. Giving Takara a polite smile if she does look her way before glancing back up to James. "I would never do that to my child. Shes everything to me."

Takara Aoyama (Jan 5, 2011 3:01:10 AM)
*she gestures for a tender, geting the couple a refill and her self as well*

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 3:01:35 AM)
*He rested the heel of a boot on the rung of the stool as he looks at Fiona, meeting her eyes again as they talk* As she should be of course, your daughter comes first to all, thats why I wanted you to use the money from the drinks tonight on a little treat or toy for her.

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 3:03:52 AM)
"Just not a bulldozer ..." Smiling softly before a touch of sorrow slides over her eyes. "I'm just waiting for the day she comes home in tears, having been told that only boys play in the sand pit. Being told who you are and what you can and can't do starts so young ..."

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 3:06:16 AM)
Tell her a guardian angel will keep an eye out for her if little brats start giving her a hard time. *He chuckles and winks* Then, you come tell me and I'll have a talk with those little monsters parents and such *He chuckled lightly*

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 3:08:53 AM)
"Somethings are hard to break after the first time they hear it. Did you ever hear that in the 1920s blue was a female colour and pink a mans? The world and all its values is so messed up sometimes ..."

Takara Aoyama (Jan 5, 2011 3:11:38 AM)
* she cant help but hear that and smile*

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 3:13:06 AM)
No I never heard that. I know its hard, but if worse comes to worse, you can get her, her own little sand pit to play in with any toys she wants. *He pats her shoulder and squeezes* Its unfortunate to think it, but in this day and age, keeping them protected from coming home crying from someone being mean, is impossible. I hope it changes some day, and I myself will do everything I can to make sure it does change, but right now, I couldnt do much, but I can try and help ease the pain when it does happen, if you need any help that is

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 3:14:55 AM)
"You're offering to help me and my child ...? You barely even know me James if we're to be completely honest with each other. Though ... thank you for the offer." Giving him a gracious smile for it all.

Takara Aoyama (Jan 5, 2011 3:16:26 AM)
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James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 3:17:13 AM)
Im not offering to do much aside from straighten out some misguided people and kids, and maybe play in a sandbox with a little one. But, yea Id help. Like I said, helping, and protecting people, is what got me in the business Im in. *He shrugged*

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 3:24:49 AM)
"It also gave you that scar you showed me. How do I know you might not bring work back to my little one ...? Into my life too ...?" Gazing up at him and taking a gulp of her drink, its not nerves, worries though.

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 3:29:23 AM)
Thats why I transferred back here... I got that in Colombia, a whole different world compared to this... Ive also learned alot more about this world, and other things, things that make me sure, none of that would ever find you, or her. An if anyone ever even thought about it, id make sure it didnt happen... Besides, I keep my work, my address, my everything personal info far from work.

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 3:34:03 AM)
"So ... what is this then ... sharing drinks, playing pool ... you're going from being a possible client to a friend ... to a ... I honestly don't know what anylonger James. What ... what are you hoping for here?" Looking confused honestly, normally she pushes guys away like this - why or how has James managed to get under her skin?

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 3:35:52 AM)
I um I dont know, I just kind of go with the flow Fiona, what happens, happens, when it comes to other people. But I like you, your nice, your fun, your pretty, Ive got a soft spot for kids. *He patted her shoulder and brushed her cheek with his thumb.*

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 3:36:53 AM)
I just enjoy this, sitting, talking, playing pool and relaxing, it feels normal, when I am so used to things that are not.

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 3:39:06 AM)
"Normal ... and yet you keep saying these things which aren't normal. Are you wanting both? I mean, I don't know that I would ever consider myself "normal". What does that even mean?" Why didn't she swipe his hand away? The thought flickering through her mind.

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 3:41:49 AM)
Like I said what I want, I couldnt tell you, I let what will be, happen as it comes, go with what feels right, feels natural. *He shrugged slightly and his thumb stroked her cheekd again before resting his hand on her shoulder, looking into her eyes*

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 3:44:25 AM)
He can feel her shoulders muscles beneath his hand, feminine and yet at the same time not. Gazing up towards him as if trying to get this all right in her head. Finally a murmur "Well ... it would be nice to have someone else to help out with things ..."

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 3:45:35 AM)
If you need anything, just talk to me, ask me, and I will see how I can help alright? *He smiled warmly and massaged her shoulder gently under his hand*

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 3:48:55 AM)
"Well ... I thought everything was pretty okay till you came onto the picture and muddled everything up..." Smiling as she says that. "We'll see though, this sounds as much as though it'll be good for you too."

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 3:50:52 AM)
Just meeting you was good for me. *He smiled at her and lifted his drink and downing it, leaning against the bar now as he looked into her eyes* And everything is pretty okay for you still, perhaps you just might have found a way to go from okay, to something a little more.

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 3:52:40 AM)
"Are you saying you're going to be improving my life Mr special agent?" An amused look in her eyes. "Most guys get intimidated by who I am these days, that I could probably beat them up if I really wanted to."

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 3:57:40 AM)
Well I hope to, as for beating me up Fiona, I am a federal agent, I have been trained in martial arts and other forms of self defense. I think I am ok, besides, im not exactly a weakling myself *He grinned leaning abit closer* besides your too sweet to be intimidating to me

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 4:00:17 AM)
"You haven't seen me on the stage, oiled up and showing off to the judges. I doubt you'd call me sweet then." A playful poke to his side with her free hand, harder and stronger than most females would do so. "I just know how to deck a guy, martial arts just sounds like complicating things."

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 4:02:57 AM)
Hmm probably not sweet, but damned sexy Im sure *He looked her over, and seemed to now have said image in his head, the muscles in his side tightend slightly as she poked him, and he grinned at her*

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 4:04:28 AM)
Her eyebrow raises as she watches him, thinking about that and amusement starting to show more. "You really think thats sexy? Most guys think its gross ... its just a good thing that I never had to use steroids, have you seen those women? They're half men."

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 4:06:50 AM)
You dont look even close to partially male Fiona, you look like all woman, and yes, I think, you, in particular, not others, would look sexy all oiled up and showing off *He grins*

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 4:10:00 AM)
Laughing and shaking her head, she just grins up at him, amusement in her eyes. "I have to wonder James ... what is it, or was it then? I mean... there are countless girls out there that'd be interested in a special agent, why is it me -in particular- that you're thinking would look great?"

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 4:12:37 AM)
Im sure there are plenty of girls that are pretty, and sexy, and would look great. I just like your personality Fiona, Im enjoying talking, and hanging out, and as a bonus to all that, you are enjoyable to look at *He smiled tilting his head as he looked into her eyes*

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 4:14:35 AM)
Gazing up into his eyes, she just takes in a breath before finally admiting defeat. "Well then, I guess you're going to have plenty more chances to hang out with me ..."

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 4:16:43 AM)
*He chuckled as she took that breath, and reached out* Dont seem so defeated *He let his thumb stroke her cheek once more as he continued to look into her eyes*

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 4:20:43 AM)
"You're reading me like a goddamn book James ... let me have some thoughts for myself?" Grinning up at him. "I'm just defeated by a guy who I keep losing myself to ... I guess that ain't all bad."

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 4:23:18 AM)
Im sorry I'll keep it to myself *He chuckled lightly and patted her arm gently* So, you want to play again, or go for a walk maybe? *He arched a brow*

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 4:25:53 AM)
"We can walk... did you have somewhere in mind?" Its curious how he keeps touching her, reassuring, tender ... and yet something else, trying to put her finger on it.

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 4:27:46 AM)
Nowhere in particular, if you have an idea, im open. *He picked up his jacket and stood again, looking to her* Shall we?

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 4:30:45 AM)
Moving to stand, she starts doing up her hoodie, pushing her hair back off her face and then nodding to the bar. "No idea ... but you should pay your tab. I'll wait for you outside, 'kay?" Touching his left arm before starting to move off, giving the barkeep a wave and heading for the front door.

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 4:33:11 AM)
*He watched her leaving as he pulled out his wallet and gave the barman some money and a tip before tucking his wallet away and giving him a nod before he starts heading out to meet up with her*

Fiona Laird (Jan 5, 2011 4:36:13 AM)
(just stay in this room or you have something in mind?)

James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 4:37:33 AM)
(unless you wanted to go to another room, we can stay her, or if you want to a private room, im open to all ideas, like i say, im a go with the flow sort, hehe)

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James Laurence (Jan 5, 2011 4:38:20 AM)
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