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Post by ~*:.Sam.:*~ on Nov 7, 2006 15:33:17 GMT -7
Anna looked at the new comer, "Think he's looking for someone?" she said to no one inparticular, justing trying to give who ever he was looking for a heads up. She saw a drunk fly over her head and onto the floor beside her. He had hit her on the head on the way over. When he started to get up, she bashed a nearby beer bottle over his head. He was out. Anna look over at the other woman who was looking at her. What was she looking at?
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Post by Sylvia Phoenix on Nov 7, 2006 18:03:48 GMT -7
"You look like a good addition to my crew," Sylvia muttered to herself, perhaps just a little bit louder than she would have wished. She kept her face turned in Anna's direction in hopes of keeping Desmond from noticing her.
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Post by Captain Jack on Nov 7, 2006 22:47:16 GMT -7
"And I was wondering if I could re-join that crew." Desmond spoke to Sylvia with his arms crossed and weight shifted to his right leg. "This all is way too familiar." He mumbled to himself remembering quite some time ago when he first met Sylvia in the exact same bar.
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Post by ~*:.Sam.:*~ on Nov 10, 2006 7:32:55 GMT -7
Anna heard Sylvia speak, but she paid no attention to her. She was focussing more on the man who had just arrived. Anna turned her head to study the man more closely, then someone flung a drunk on top of her. Her chair broke under all the weight. There she was, on the floor with a drunk across her lap. "That's it!" she said in furry. SHe pushed the drunk off off her and picked up another chair. With the chair, she hit the man that had thrown the other on top of her. She had hit him so hard he had fallen to the ground, and she had broken the chair. "Idiot." she said before walking off. She borrowed a chair from another table and and sat back down at her table.
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Post by Sylvia Phoenix on Nov 10, 2006 20:08:40 GMT -7
When Anna took out the guy who'd thrown the other on top of her, Sylvia couldn't help but laugh hysterically. She even forgot for the moment that Desmond was right there in the room. Clearly this woman would be a perfect replacement for that silly Christine who had run off. Sylvia preferred woman crew members, but they were hard to come by, especially ones as skilled with a chair as this one. She just had to wait for the right moment to ensnare her.
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Post by ~*:.Sam.:*~ on Nov 10, 2006 22:34:31 GMT -7
((LOL i cracked up when you said 'but they were hard to come by, especially ones as skilled with a chair as this one'))
Anna felt the other woman staring at her. "Why are you staring at me?" she asked not so politely. She kinda had an emo look to her. Long black hair, dark eyeliner, and pale skin. Her long hair hung in her face as she stared off into space. The drunk that had fallen to the floor earlier started to get up when she put her foot on his back, "Lemme give you some advice. Stay down!"
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Post by Sylvia Phoenix on Nov 10, 2006 22:44:56 GMT -7
Sylvia looked quite coolly at the woman and replied equally suavely to her remark. "Oh, nothing. I was just thinking how talented and useful you would be as my first-mate," she said calmly.
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Post by Captain Jack on Nov 10, 2006 22:48:25 GMT -7
Meanwhile, Desmond watched the two women talk. He felt completely ignored. Though, maybe it was a good thing but he watched the Russian woman with interest. "How many head strong woman are there?" Desmond thought himself as he stood beside Sylvia.
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