Rohan McAllister (Jan 25, 2011 12:52:59 PM)
(This user has entered Rohan's car) (IP = 121.222.237.56)

Esmae Daniels (Jan 25, 2011 12:53:18 PM)
(This user has entered Rohan's car) (IP = 95.144.30.228)

Rohan McAllister (Jan 25, 2011 12:55:02 PM)
**Rohan exited the club after her, clearly angry though it was a cold anger. He was even, contained but very precise** The car

Rohan McAllister (Jan 25, 2011 12:55:52 PM)
**Rohan crossed to the black sports that was parked outside, wrenching the passenger door open before rounding to the drivers side and getting in**

Esmae Daniels (Jan 25, 2011 12:56:41 PM)
*She glanced up at him, her eyes tearing slightly, before she lowered them again. Shivering slightly as she made a direct patht o the Car she wiped her eyes clear. and slipped into the passenger seat*

Rohan McAllister (Jan 25, 2011 12:58:48 PM)
**Rohan pulled away fast, the car going from 0 to 80 in 3.4, just as the broshure said it would. The city lights pass over them in waves as he tears through the streets back toward his apartment... finally** You came looking for me I assume?

Esmae Daniels (Jan 25, 2011 1:00:12 PM)
I found a flyer.... *She wiped her eyes again, glancing out her window, bitting on her lower lip as she clung to the seat a little tighter*

Rohan McAllister (Jan 25, 2011 1:01:43 PM)
**angrily** And you thought it would be appropriate to represent me dressed as a twelve year old girl before the second of the Eagles

Rohan McAllister (Jan 25, 2011 1:03:25 PM)
So what, you, rather than act as my priestess, you would have me appear some taker of children, one with a fetish for the get of men?

Esmae Daniels (Jan 25, 2011 1:04:12 PM)
I found the flyer at college... I didn't know you were going to be there! Sadly I'm not a mind reader. *She pressed her lips together after she'd snapped, slipping from her shoes and bringing her feet up under her, resting her chin on her knees and fresh tears began to flow silently down her cheeks*

Rohan McAllister (Jan 25, 2011 1:10:24 PM)
**At that, Rohan slams on the breaks. The light sports was thrown into a tail spin, 360'ing 2, 3, 4 times before mounting the curb and destroying a mailbox in its wake. The following silence only made the screetching of tires before hand have more resonance** YOu will curb your tongue or I WILL Remove IT

Esmae Daniels (Jan 25, 2011 1:14:31 PM)
*Her heart raced in her chest as they spun round and round. In a blind panic she screamed on the top of her lungs, turning to him swiftly, drawing him close as if to protect him as they hit the mailbox. Her tear covered cheeks soaking through his shirt*

Rohan McAllister (Jan 25, 2011 1:15:32 PM)
**A thin line of blood marks his forehead as he had contacted the door in the spin. As it drips to his shirt, he glanced down and growls in his chest, closes his eyes and as she watches, the slash simply fades away. When he opens his eyes, he forces a breath** Clearly I have not been clear, but i have been leniant. You will come home, now, and I shall tear the veil from you

Rohan McAllister (Jan 25, 2011 1:18:06 PM)
((es? msn?))

Rohan McAllister (Jan 25, 2011 1:19:45 PM)
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Esmae Daniels (Jan 25, 2011 1:20:05 PM)
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