Dante Blackston (Jul 5, 2011 2:48:50 AM)
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Dante Blackston (Jul 5, 2011 2:48:55 AM)
(ok here)
Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 2:49:29 AM)
((waiting on a couple people who will be here shortly))
William Artegio (Jul 5, 2011 3:03:01 AM)
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London Carter (Jul 5, 2011 3:03:12 AM)
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Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 3:04:22 AM)
Having changed into a pair of grey yoga pants with a bright blue waistband and a matching blue tanktop, Isabella is sitting, curled up, on her couch, staring at a package on the table in front of her. Her phone is sitting beside it, face up.
Dante Blackston (Jul 5, 2011 3:08:41 AM)
(William... London... you guys there or what?)
William Artegio (Jul 5, 2011 3:08:57 AM)
(getting there)
London Carter (Jul 5, 2011 3:09:03 AM)
- London and William moved up the stairs, London clad in an emerald green maxi with emeralds in her ears and a large emerald heart shaped pendant hanging around her neck . she knocked on the door n shifting her gaze to Will, a few more hours and [hold yer britches!] they were out of town-
Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 3:10:44 AM)
A muffled voice from inside calls out "Come in and take your shoes off". There are already lights on in the apartment, and the solid front door is open, leaving the screen door closed.
William Artegio (Jul 5, 2011 3:10:52 AM)
*William nodded to her as he pulled off his aviator glasses and tucked them into the collar of his wife beater. His left thumb spun a single band around his finger as they walked up the stairs. He winked at London and groused a little.* This better be a going away party...
London Carter (Jul 5, 2011 3:16:52 AM)
- She opened the door and stepped in , taking off her sandals, motioning to Will to follow suit- Hey Chere! I cam as soon as I could, - she padded into the living room pecking Belle on both cheeks and giving a nod in greeting to Dante before taking a seat on the couch leaving enough room for Will to join her.-
Dante Blackston (Jul 5, 2011 3:17:18 AM)
(Dante isn't here)
London Carter (Jul 5, 2011 3:17:26 AM)
[ delete dante then]
William Artegio (Jul 5, 2011 3:17:53 AM)
*William stepped in and just nodded. He looked a Isabella and gave her a hug, placing a kiss on each cheek with a smile.* Cher, you look stunning as ever.
Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 3:18:26 AM)
She gestures with one hand towards the box, the top flaps having already been closed back over it to hide it from prying eyes, obviously not her usual self. "Thank you both... however, can someone please tell me what /that/ thing is?"
Dante Blackston (Jul 5, 2011 3:18:44 AM)
*The package is a plainly wrapped in brown paper and tied with twine. It stands about 2 feet tall and is shaped similar to an egg with a flat base*
London Carter (Jul 5, 2011 3:21:53 AM)
Is that the thing you sent the picture of ? Why is it wrapped up Cher?
London Carter (Jul 5, 2011 3:22:35 AM)
{Chere]
Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 3:23:16 AM)
"Because I am not about to touch the damn thing. After the mess of last night, I was really concerned about bringing it back here with Mateo here. I was having a nice cup of coffee with that Christian fellow, and Dante just left it sitting there, the little ass... I almost thought it was a bomb, and couldn't very well just leave it there..."
William Artegio (Jul 5, 2011 3:24:22 AM)
*William raised an eyebrow.* Dante, the one looking at your ass chere? Could it not be something as simple as a love gift? Or at least a lust one
William Artegio (Jul 5, 2011 3:24:23 AM)
?
London Carter (Jul 5, 2011 3:24:34 AM)
have you tried calling Dante to have him come and get it ?
Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 3:24:57 AM)
"If it is, he sure has a rather strange way of showing it. And, yes, I tried to call him. Either he had his phone turned off, or the number was wrong in my phone, because I never got through..."
London Carter (Jul 5, 2011 3:25:30 AM)
Chere, hes a Neberu, they are a little.. strange perhaps it was a mere gift .. and a very pretty one at that judging by tht epicture
Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 3:26:40 AM)
"I don't know if the picture shows it, but it has a stopper in the top." She eyes the box warily, leaving the insinuation hanging.
William Artegio (Jul 5, 2011 3:27:56 AM)
*He nods* Chere, it is an urn. Urns usually have things in them. Mostly ashes. *He walked into bella's kitchen, knowing the way from previous visits he grabbed a glass and poured some water.*
Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 3:29:03 AM)
"From what I could find out on the internet, those are glyphs from ancient Greece. And after looking up a story about opening gifts from ancient Greece... sorry, but Pandora was an idiot."
Dante Blackston (Jul 5, 2011 3:29:11 AM)
(just let me know when you open the paper packaging or open the urn itself)
London Carter (Jul 5, 2011 3:29:19 AM)
Do you want to keep the gift Chere? I can call him righ tnow and have him come and pick it up if you do not want it
William Artegio (Jul 5, 2011 3:29:57 AM)
Or simply take it to the river and throw it in. That's just as easy. *He leans back and sips his water.*
Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 3:30:34 AM)
"I do not know what I would /do/ with an urn, even one from ancient Greece." She leans over and flips the lid of the box open, baring it to the light. "I know it is old; even I can tell that much. But... what if it was stolen from somewhere?"
Dante Blackston (Jul 5, 2011 3:30:53 AM)
*Once the package is open, you see a ceramic urn about 2 feet tall with images upon it. Half of the images depict a woman kneeling in prayer as demons roam the skies above her. The rest show images of a snake, a woman and man naked, and an apple... there is a cork stopper on top of the urn*
William Artegio (Jul 5, 2011 3:32:00 AM)
Chere, that is the old images of the garden of Eden. *He said softly looking at the images.*
London Carter (Jul 5, 2011 3:32:01 AM)
Well it did look like an artifact, that probably fell off a truck, knowing Dante.. But I am sure it was merely his way of saying he likes your or yu have a great ass or something.. - she chuckled- Im fairly sure it's safe to open, but use gloves if you worry about fingerprints and such
William Artegio (Jul 5, 2011 3:32:45 AM)
The First Mother, the First Father, and the Dimbulb. *He said indicating the woman, the man, and the snake in kind.*
London Carter (Jul 5, 2011 3:33:22 AM)
Wait what? - she moved over to the urn and crouched to examine it in detail- Yup then its stolen, because that scene alone would date it back some years..
William Artegio (Jul 5, 2011 3:33:43 AM)
That scene alone would make it wrong
William Artegio (Jul 5, 2011 3:34:04 AM)
that particular story was invented during christianity. circa the dark ages
London Carter (Jul 5, 2011 3:34:11 AM)
and I hate to be short, but if you are not comfortable with it, have him take it back ... I knwo its wrong Cher, but it would make it pretty old but again I am not an art historian
Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 3:34:13 AM)
She smiles, in spite of herself, at William's comment. Pulling out a silk scarf, she lays it across the surface of the urn and lifts it out of the box, standing it upright. (mutters) "Dimbulb... I really must remember that one, if I ever speak to Lucy again..."
Dante Blackston (Jul 5, 2011 3:37:02 AM)
(roll perceptions london and william)
Ogre (Jul 5, 2011 3:38:23 AM)
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London Carter (Jul 5, 2011 3:39:13 AM)
[ lets just rp it out, im on a DR break if you dont mind :D]
Ogre (Jul 5, 2011 3:40:15 AM)
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Dante Blackston (Jul 5, 2011 3:40:22 AM)
*As Isabella lifts the 2 foot tall urn out of the packaging, London and William can see a small sticker on the bottom of the urn. It's very small but you can make out the words: Made In China*
William Artegio (Jul 5, 2011 3:40:45 AM)
*William looked it over slowly and then sat up in a bit of shock.* That sneaky.... *He started laughing.*
London Carter (Jul 5, 2011 3:41:30 AM)
- London peered a tthe base fo the vase/urn and started to chuckle- Told you ! its his idea of a token of affection or "hey you gotta nice ass" present.. You are fine Chere
Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 3:43:09 AM)
Sighing softly, she peers at the bottom of the urn and shakes her head, eyes narrowing in frustration. "Ok, so it was a false alarm.... I am sorry to have bothered you two..."
London Carter (Jul 5, 2011 3:44:31 AM)
He likes you.. - Still chuckling, she moved to Bella and kissed her cheek- We are your firends, I am your sister,it is no bother.. its just that we are getting ready to leave town for a few days..So when we are missing for a while, know that we are safe
Dusk (Jul 5, 2011 3:44:36 AM)
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Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 3:45:08 AM)
She nods, still glaring at the urn. "Call me when you guys get to wherever you are going, so I know that you are safe."
London Carter (Jul 5, 2011 3:45:45 AM)
There are no phones where we are going, but I will get word to you through Xavi
William Artegio (Jul 5, 2011 3:45:49 AM)
Chere, you can always call us. We are never farther then a word away.
Dusk (Jul 5, 2011 3:45:55 AM)
(Okay guys what is going on? Can I get everyone's perspective of this scene pm'd to me please?)
Dante Blackston (Jul 5, 2011 3:46:09 AM)
(you are invisible)
London Carter (Jul 5, 2011 3:52:35 AM)
- London couldnt stop chuckling, soon it grew into genuine belly laughter. she wiped her eyes with the back of her hand and collected herself- I do understand the caution chere, please do nto think I am laughing at you. Its just that Dante's methods leave alot to be desired but its kinda cute in an awkward , geeky way
Dusk (Jul 5, 2011 3:55:09 AM)
Alright I'm going to make this post public as I have gathered everyone's poitn of views and believe in transparancy
Dusk (Jul 5, 2011 3:55:44 AM)
All players have every right to npc random mortals in the venue... bus drivers, taxi drivers, wait staff etc.
Dusk (Jul 5, 2011 3:56:06 AM)
All players have every right to ask that other players make rolls at certain times such as alertness, awareness, empathy, subterfuge etc
Dusk (Jul 5, 2011 3:56:25 AM)
You do NOT have to get things like vase's etc sanctioned on your equipment list before using them ic.
Dusk (Jul 5, 2011 3:57:05 AM)
We assume that the majority of players are familiar enough with the rules to be able to understand basic system rolls and that certain equipment is taken for granted at being obtainable at certain resource levels.
Dusk (Jul 5, 2011 3:58:07 AM)
Is everyone cool with this and did you guys need me for anything else?
London Carter (Jul 5, 2011 3:58:20 AM)
[nope I'm good]
Dante Blackston (Jul 5, 2011 3:58:29 AM)
(quick PM Dusk
William Artegio (Jul 5, 2011 3:58:32 AM)
[nope]
Dusk (Jul 5, 2011 3:59:29 AM)
pm away :)
William Artegio (Jul 5, 2011 4:00:39 AM)
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Dante Blackston (Jul 5, 2011 4:01:01 AM)
(ok all good)
Dusk (Jul 5, 2011 4:01:55 AM)
(Isabella? You still need me or is everything clear?)
Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 4:02:47 AM)
((Yeah, sorry, passing out over here... too many late nights, not enough sleep make Izzy something something))
Dante Blackston (Jul 5, 2011 4:05:17 AM)
(have to leave for work in 10 minutes... let me know now if you're opening the urn or not)
Dusk (Jul 5, 2011 4:05:20 AM)
(Okay play on guys, it looks to me as though everything has been done 100% kosher)
Dusk (Jul 5, 2011 4:05:23 AM)
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Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 4:05:50 AM)
((i'll do it tomorrow... i need sleep so bad, i can't even see straight... and i'm not joking about that >.> ))
Dante Blackston (Jul 5, 2011 4:06:03 AM)
(ok heading out then ttyl)
Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 4:06:09 AM)
((later))
Dante Blackston (Jul 5, 2011 4:06:09 AM)
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William Artegio (Jul 5, 2011 4:06:36 AM)
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Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 4:06:55 AM)
((sorry to have bugged you like that... i'll let you guys get on with the rest of ya'lls night... no sex in my bed))
William Artegio (Jul 5, 2011 4:07:19 AM)
((o.O))
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London Carter (Jul 5, 2011 4:09:14 AM)
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Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 5:06:45 PM)
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Christian Walker (Jul 5, 2011 5:06:50 PM)
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Christian Walker (Jul 5, 2011 5:07:45 PM)
*nock on the door* when you see him he is dressed in his usual trench but is holding a large package wrapped in brown paper and string just like the other one*
Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 5:11:05 PM)
The music from inside the apartment continues to play, even over a muffled "Just a minute!" from behind the solid wooden door. After a few moments, the door opens with Isabella standing there, skin shimmering lightly with sweat. She is wearing a pair of black yoga pants with a bright pink waist band and a black tanktop that ends about halfway down her stomach, leaving most of her midriff bare. Dabbing her face with a towel, she blinks at him curiously, slipping the other hand behind her back with a flash of silver. "Christian! Oh, um... Hi!"
Christian Walker (Jul 5, 2011 5:11:59 PM)
*he smiles* mind if I come in? Or are you exspecting associates this time also?
Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 5:13:41 PM)
She shakes her head and backs away from the door to allow him entrance, muttering softly. "Shoes off." Still keeping her left hand behind her back, she slides down the wall towards one of the other doors. "I, uh... I will be right back." Opening it with her other hand, she backs into the room and closes it with a soft click. From the other room, her voice can be heard. "Make yourself comfortable. There is tea in the fridge."
Christian Walker (Jul 5, 2011 5:15:15 PM)
*he takes his trench off and his shoes* So what was really going on the other day. waht was so important you kept sending me away over a Vase with eve depiction on it and the whole snake and apple ruitine?
Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 5:16:44 PM)
(still from other room) "Oh, it was nothing, really. It apparently was just a gag gift from a friend of mine." The door opens back up and she reappears, sans the towel, and having rebraided her hair into a single thick rope that hangs down her spine, smoothing away the whispy hair from around her face.
Christian Walker (Jul 5, 2011 5:17:08 PM)
*he walks to the kitchen and grabs a glass then pours some tea for himself, then moves to the living room with the package*
Christian Walker (Jul 5, 2011 5:18:27 PM)
*he is without his trench coat his usual weapons are strapped to him. the package is sitting on the table for her*
Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 5:19:49 PM)
Pausing in the middle of the main room, she blinks at him before her eyes slide to the package on the table. Sighing, her eyes slip closed and she shakes her head before opening them again. "Correct if I am wrong, but deja vu is french? I am Columbian, so why am I getting that feeling?
Christian Walker (Jul 5, 2011 5:20:32 PM)
um because you have some ......French blood in your past? *yes he set it back down were the other one had been before*
Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 5:22:36 PM)
She shakes her head emphatically. "Oh, no, I am wholly Columbian. My mother's family lived for generations in Medilla, and my father's family was from the coast. There was nothing French ever in our family, except for maybe a pet poodle." Striding over, she sinks down into the over-stuffed chair that faces the couch, tucking her legs up against her chest.
Christian Walker (Jul 5, 2011 5:24:11 PM)
*chuckles* well Columbia has the spanish there and they had french slaves adnwe ll Irish slaves also so its possible. *he says teasingly then drinks some tea8
Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 5:24:43 PM)
Uncurling one leg, she nudges the package with her bare toe. "That still does not explain what /that/ is doing here... again."
Christian Walker (Jul 5, 2011 5:26:51 PM)
That? *looks at the package* open it and find out
Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 5:29:58 PM)
Sighing, she fully uncurls herself and rests her hands on the package, looking up at him. "If this thing explodes, I will not be happy... at all..." Then she unties the twine and starts to peel away the brown paper.
Christian Walker (Jul 5, 2011 5:31:24 PM)
*as she opens the brown paper pacjage sure enough there was an Identical Vase in the package*
Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 5:32:31 PM)
Sighing softly, she finishes peeling away the paper and stands it up on its end, tilting her head to peer around it at Christian. "I am going to hazard a guess that this one says "made in China" on the bottome, and has some strange message written inside..."
Christian Walker (Jul 5, 2011 5:34:12 PM)
SO what was the message in yours? *he says looking right at her*
Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 5:35:21 PM)
She shrugs faintly and leans back, tucking her feet back up on the chair. "I did not really look at it, but it was not a language I could readily understand."
Christian Walker (Jul 5, 2011 5:35:35 PM)
what language was it?
Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 5:36:19 PM)
"I do not know. When London returns from her vacation, I will let her look at it and give me her take on things."
Christian Walker (Jul 5, 2011 5:36:37 PM)
can I take a look at the writting?
Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 5:37:48 PM)
She blinks at him, then shakes her head. "I would rather have London look at it first."
Christian Walker (Jul 5, 2011 5:40:17 PM)
*shrugs and drinks his tea* So yeah there I was shopping in China town and what do you know 29.95.. *nods at the vase* he even wraps it in brown paper and twine for you als. wellfor another 2 dollars *he smiles* It was then that it hit me. What was to important *reaches out and grabs the vase and looks it over* to make it seem all mysterious and woo creepy over a depiction of the falling of man on a vase. *looks at her* well?
Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 5:42:11 PM)
A slow blink at him before she shrugs, a faint smile on her lips and a slightly forced laugh. "It probably was just chinese for 'quality checked by number 4', or something."
Christian Walker (Jul 5, 2011 5:45:19 PM)
((lag dance))
Christian Walker (Jul 5, 2011 5:46:52 PM)
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Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 5:47:30 PM)
A slow blink at him before she shrugs, a faint smile on her lips and a slightly forced laugh. "It probably was just chinese for 'quality checked by number 4', or something."
Christian Walker (Jul 5, 2011 5:47:45 PM)
*he grins nd sets the vase down on the table then finishe sthe tea placing the glass ont he table* you must be in the middle of some real honky shit, or know some realy strange people. Because to me this is just nock off shit. so If I go off the assumtion you assumed it was real. Then my question is...well more my thought is. Who the hell are you associated with? Shit I worked at a Itilian Restraunt in chicago area. *he pats his dessert eagle* shit ive seen some scary ass shit. *hand back to his lap* So honestly all I can come to the conclution is you are mixed with some black market types. *watched her reaction.*
Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 5:48:56 PM)
Another slow blink greets him, then a faintly wry smile and a tilt of her head. "You do have a lovely imagination..."
Christian Walker (Jul 5, 2011 5:50:22 PM)
*shrugs ands tands grabbing his cup and gets more tea, then returns and sits* first it may of been a bomb, then your associates are somethignto fear so you had me leave less I be put in danger... sound about right?
Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 5:51:25 PM)
"Not even remotely close." She curls up and gets more comfortable with a smile. "But please, continue. I have not heard a good story since I was a young child."
Christian Walker (Jul 5, 2011 5:52:03 PM)
then if your associates were of no threat to outsiders then why have me leave? Or try to get me to wait across the street for " my safty"
Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 5:53:30 PM)
"So, yes, I did think it was a bomb. I was concerned for the safety of someone else, so that means that my associates are a threat to you?"
Christian Walker (Jul 5, 2011 5:54:16 PM)
whyhave me leave then as soon as the vase was revealed??? the whole Shit you got to go moment.
Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 5:55:04 PM)
"Because some of my friends are highly influential people and value their privacy."
Christian Walker (Jul 5, 2011 5:56:10 PM)
over a fake vase? *snorts and raises an eye brow * I call bull shit when I see it. and wwell thats bull shit. but what ever its your life. *drnks some more tea* Good luck with the translation.
Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 5:56:47 PM)
"At the time, I did not know it was fake, and was under the assumption that it may have been something more. It wasn't, so no harm done."
Christian Walker (Jul 5, 2011 5:57:19 PM)
*he nods with the smug No shit look as he drinks his tea*
Christian Walker (Jul 5, 2011 5:58:22 PM)
(anti lag post)
Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 5:59:33 PM)
She unfolds herself again and climbs to her feet, heading towards the kitchen. Moments later, the smell of brewing coffee filters through the apartment. As she starts out of the kitchen, she pauses in the archway and leans her shoulder against it, watching him. "So, what does the note in that one say?"
Christian Walker (Jul 5, 2011 6:00:18 PM)
there is nt one *he chuckles* yours has somethign written in it and proably not by the shop owner. *he says watching her reaction*
Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 6:01:40 PM)
She shrugs as the sounds of coffee gurgling echo behind her. "It might have been put there, or it might have been put there by someone else and my friend just happened to grab that one in particular." Her brow furrows. "Although, that does make me curious as to why he has not answered his phone..."
Christian Walker (Jul 5, 2011 6:05:13 PM)
*shrugs and finishes his tea setting the glass down* well thansk for the tea. and let me knw waht he writting says if you dont mind *he stands and looks at her with the yoga outfit on and grins shaking his head as he heads for the door* Take care I am sure I will see you around.
Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 6:06:25 PM)
She watches him carefully for a few moments, then responds. "What would you say if I were to tell you that the whole concept of Adam and Eve and the apple was a lie?"
Christian Walker (Jul 5, 2011 6:07:31 PM)
*he pauses mid putting his boots on and chuckles* I would say No shit sherlock.
Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 6:08:11 PM)
She smirks faintly as the sounds of the coffee pot finish. "Well, there may be some hope for you yet, Christian."
Christian Walker (Jul 5, 2011 6:08:44 PM)
*slips the other boot on then begins tying them off* What would you say if I said even some stories have half truths in them. even if it was not a apple the bitch ate *he says with a grin as he straitens*
Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 6:09:31 PM)
"I would tell you that she did not eat anything that magically gave her the knowledge that the books claim... and that Eve was not a bitch."
Christian Walker (Jul 5, 2011 6:11:50 PM)
*chuckles and grabs his trench and begins to slip it on* well I think it was more of a metaphor not so much fruit. I think she was persuaded and or tempted by something. I think the forbidden knowledge she was given in exchange for what ever it was she was given, is possible. But the church and well humanity makes it all to black and white on paper. Yet enver truly letting you knwo how fucked you really are in the end.
Christian Walker (Jul 5, 2011 6:15:50 PM)
((checks for lag))
Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 6:17:12 PM)
Standing up straight, she turns to the coffee pot, pulling a mug down and starting to add sugar and powdered creamer. "You certainly have some novel ideas. I would be interrested in hearing more of your view..." Turning back with his coffee mug in hand, she smirks at him and takes a sip before continuing. "Over coffee, perhaps? Tomorrow night at 7?"
Christian Walker (Jul 5, 2011 6:18:12 PM)
*he nods* sure well make it a date and you can tell me how Eve was not a bitch and I can tell you how heaven and hell can suck my big left one.
Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 6:19:08 PM)
She laughs softly. "At least on that, we can both agree."
Christian Walker (Jul 5, 2011 6:19:51 PM)
*chuckels then openly looks her over shakes his head again and heads out the door.*
Christian Walker (Jul 5, 2011 6:20:05 PM)
((thanks for the rp. it is always a blast))
Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 6:20:31 PM)
((you are very welcome... now go sleep. i'll catch you tomorrow : )))
Christian Walker (Jul 5, 2011 6:20:41 PM)
((ok cathc you then))
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Isabella Perez (Jul 5, 2011 6:54:38 PM)
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