Nadeen Fisher (Dec 16, 2010 12:45:04 PM)
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Dantellion Miroux (Dec 16, 2010 12:47:51 PM)
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Dantellion Miroux (Dec 16, 2010 12:51:46 PM)
"Don't think I need any new colors. Be lookin' for a shower before a dyejob." He offered the 40oz to her, one hand extended the bottle of King Cobra malt lick-ruh! "Drink?" He stated while his other hand reached inside of his hoody hand-warmer pouch to withdraw a pack of cigs and a beat-up book of matches wit some grimy titty bar advertisement on the outside.

Nadeen Fisher (Dec 16, 2010 12:55:54 PM)
She jerks her chin up agreeably, sucking the last of the fruit goop from her fingers before reaching out to take the offered forty. "Sure. Yanno, it rains enough around here to get free showers." She laughs and takes a draw off the bottle, grinning as she offers it back. "What you been up to, huh? Gettin in trouble?"

Dantellion Miroux (Dec 16, 2010 1:01:47 PM)
"Not enough to wash things off. Yanno. I don't think I've ever used this line before, but, I like what you've done with yourself recently. I think it's more then the color..." He looked either way down the alley, then up over the rooftops and fireescapes nearby. Dante made his way to shopping cart that had been flipped on its side, missing the wheels and used that to sit down on, using his boot and a stretched leg to drag a milk crate as another chair beside where he was sitting. He offered the smoke he'd been hittin'. He didn't wait for her to call shorts. After all, sharing is caring.

Nadeen Fisher (Dec 16, 2010 1:04:53 PM)
She laughs and nods some, sweeping those loose dreads back over her head again. "You know me, I love to dance. It's so expressive and passionate." She grins and pops a squat on the milk-crate, taking the offered smoke. "This stuff is so disgusting." Yet she still takes a drag, letting the smoke do its thing to relax her.

Yama Kaze (Dec 16, 2010 1:11:27 PM)
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Yama Kaze (Dec 16, 2010 1:11:39 PM)
(Trying to get Ghostlin to boot him. It's not happening.)

Yama Kaze (Dec 16, 2010 1:11:43 PM)
(*twiddles thumbs*

Yama Kaze (Dec 16, 2010 1:11:44 PM)
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Nadeen Fisher (Dec 16, 2010 1:11:46 PM)
She laughs and nods some, sweeping those loose dreas back over her head again. "You know me, I love to dance. It's so expressive and passionate." She grins and pops a squat on the milk-crate, taking the offered smoke. "This stuff is so disgusting." Yet she still takes a drag, letting the smoke do its thing to relax her.

Dantellion Miroux (Dec 16, 2010 1:20:45 PM)
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Yama Kaze (Dec 16, 2010 1:20:55 PM)
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Dantellion Miroux (Dec 16, 2010 1:21:18 PM)
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Nadeen Fisher (Dec 16, 2010 1:22:01 PM)
[wb]

Dantellion Miroux (Dec 16, 2010 1:22:14 PM)
The soundtrack hanging from his ear was blaring with the Jibbs song 'King Kong'. The Chorus of this mix seeming to be extended. How he had one of those earbuds in his ear was anyones guess. He reclined, a picture of insolence, wasted potential and hyper-aggressive youth. When one or the other was passed back to him. He let his smile dance across his face. How he was comfortable leaning back aganst a dumpster and overturned shopping cart,who'd know?

Dantellion Miroux (Dec 16, 2010 1:23:22 PM)
"I didn't expect to see anyone else from back home though." He stated. Hopefully pulling that smoke back to his lips. 40oz was one thing, smokes were hard. ANd he didn't want to go picking up half-smoked filters or go digging for Tabacco gold in public ashtrays.

Nadeen Fisher (Dec 16, 2010 1:24:54 PM)
She returns the smoke, taking another gulp from the forty before passing that back as well. "That's the wonder, innit? Small world, and all that. Home sucked, this is so much better."

Dantellion Miroux (Dec 16, 2010 1:29:09 PM)
Smoke curled from his nostrils and up from the sides of his mouth. Even in the light misting it wreathed his ehad in thick gray-white cloud from the ambivilent gloom, the heat rising from Dantellions body and the steam of his breath mixed with the smoke, making it seem to be curling it's way like an oversized grin where it clawed it's way across the scruff of either cheek from the corners of his mouth. The thick plume exhaled from his nose looked almost like he'd been hitting a blunt rather then a smoke. He passed the boogie back and took a swing of the King Cobra. "Looks nothing like it did at this level, ya feel me? It's like turning into an ant and living in the antfarm."

Nadeen Fisher (Dec 16, 2010 1:34:01 PM)
She busts out in cheerful laughter at his comparison, taking the smoke and puffing, her eyes lifting up and to the left as she considers. "I'm sure there's someone out there who is very excited about ants."

Dantellion Miroux (Dec 16, 2010 1:36:43 PM)
The song on the I-pod finally switched from the 9:47 long 'King Kong' extended remix to Spice 1- Tales of the Niggas Who Got Crept On.(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DE6dX9KDnbE). Dantellions head nodded to the rythmn as he looked her over. A loud 'hmph' escaped him. Dantellion hadn't done that before. "How long you been out?" His voice was still in that far-too-casual style. As if deliberatly trying to camoflauge himself. It was evident he hmself was still new to this whole human experience.

Dantellion Miroux (Dec 16, 2010 1:37:44 PM)
(Sent link on skype also)

Nadeen Fisher (Dec 16, 2010 1:39:43 PM)
"How long? Oh, geez... Time? I don't do time. 'Slike... I guess a couple months?" She shrugs a little, tucking a charm weighted dread behind her ear. "Sort of just live life in a hazy, yanno how partying can get."

Dantellion Miroux (Dec 16, 2010 1:46:33 PM)
"Really? How did you get out...?" That was the question for him. Since he was curous if there was any other way then he had. He didn't want to expose that he'd been stripped down to a mocking shadow of his former glory.