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Post by Sylvia Phoenix on Nov 10, 2006 23:03:04 GMT -7
Sylvia didn't notice Desmond again until he was right next to her. She looked over her shoulder at him suddenly, that sense of someone-is-behind-me kicking in.
"Oh, it's you," she said unenthusiastically.
"Long time no see, eh, old friend? I see you've come for another round of good down-home pirate hospitality."
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Post by ~*:.Sam.:*~ on Nov 10, 2006 23:06:44 GMT -7
"Whatever." Anna said to the two of them adn stood to walk out. She was rather tall and muscular for a woman. She took long strides out of the bar and into the cool air. It felt better out here. He leaned against the side of a building to get away from all the people.
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Post by Captain Jack on Nov 10, 2006 23:10:01 GMT -7
"I found it surprising that I missed it," He told Sylvia dodging a glass bottle that was on the path for his head. After standing straight again he watched the Russian woman walk out. "Let me guess, we're going to fallow her?" Desmond asked.
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Post by Sylvia Phoenix on Nov 10, 2006 23:33:35 GMT -7
Sylvia clapped mockingly.
"Very good, my dear Gillette! You're catching on to the my ways. Let us proceed!" she said theatrically, and ran out of the bar without hesiation.
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Post by Captain Jack on Nov 10, 2006 23:40:16 GMT -7
He smirked when she applauded and fallowed her quickly out the bar before some other punch drunk was going to be tossed toward them.
When he reached outside with Sylvia it felt less crammed, yes. But people still ran around drinking and doing other things but Desmond actually found he started to like it.
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Post by ~*:.Sam.:*~ on Nov 10, 2006 23:46:03 GMT -7
((CHECK OUT ANNA'S PIC))
Anna looked towards the bar. She saw that woman and man come out. Were they following her? He rolled her eyes and began to walk down the street.
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Post by Sylvia Phoenix on Nov 10, 2006 23:57:06 GMT -7
Sylvia hurried after Anna, her pace a little quicker than Desmond's so she was a couple yards ahead of him. She pursued the girl down the street, nearly as crowded with drunks outside as it was inside, trying not to lose sight of her in the drunken fights that were going on all around.
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Post by Captain Jack on Nov 11, 2006 0:02:14 GMT -7
Desmond quickened his pace so he could be closer to Sylvia. It was far too easy to lose someone around here. He had not come all this way for nothing.
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