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Post by Spot Conlon on Sept 6, 2009 9:45:10 GMT -5
Pool tables!
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Post by Ace on Mar 2, 2010 19:33:50 GMT -5
He had gone and left her there yesterday. She hadn't been able to stop thinking about Chase since he left. Bending over the pool table Mischief aimed the pool stick at the white ball and *CRACK* broke the pyramid of balls in every direction. She watched as they scattered, the bar was empty, it was late once more, but she hadn't been able to sleep since he left, she'd been wondering when he'd return, and if he did return...what was she to expect? Did he really choose her over Ace? |
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Post by Chase on Mar 2, 2010 19:48:51 GMT -5
Chase crept through the bar quietly. The streets had given him the gift of sneakiness. He came up behind Mischief just as she was about to shoot again. He grabbed her around the waist. "Hey doll." He whispered in her ear. He smiled and kissed her cheek. He hadn't been around in a day or so. He had to figure out his desicion. All he'd contemplated over since he'd left Mischief was who he was going to pick. He couldn't cheat on anyone, that wasn't him.
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Post by Ace on Mar 2, 2010 20:39:31 GMT -5
Mischief turned around in his arms and brought her lips to his,"Mm...hey,"she whispered against his lips before pulling back. She bit her bottom lip,"Did you...figure things out?"she asked him softly, hoping he was here to claim her and not turn her down.((You can say he made his decision))
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Post by Chase on Mar 3, 2010 17:34:03 GMT -5
Chase smiled at Mischief. "Yes ma'am." His smile got bigger. He pulled her into another hug and kissed her again. "There's something about you. I can't quite figure it out. I intend to figure it out though." He said, mock threatening her. He looked at the pool table then around the bar. "Slow night?" He asked.
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Post by Mischief on Mar 3, 2010 18:31:18 GMT -5
Mischief smirked and brought her lips to his,"no...it's really late, not much business happens this late,"she whispered against his lips. She pulled back abit and leaned back against the pool table and she ran her hands along his arms,"Ya know....we never got very far the other night,"she whispered to him as she kissed along his neck abit and pulled him closer by the collar of his shirt.
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Post by Chase on Mar 3, 2010 18:36:53 GMT -5
Chase smiled at her between kisses. He leaned against her but said, "Easy doll." He managed to pull back and look at her. He smiled her smile, but he was still hurt. His heart hadn't quite put itself together after what had happened with Ace, but with Mischief around, it was speeding up the process. "Is it too late for a drink with my girl?"
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Post by Mischief on Mar 3, 2010 18:42:30 GMT -5
Mischief nodded and slowly let him go,"Sorreh, hard ta control myself when I see you,"she said slightly embarrassed as she moved around him and headed toward the bar,"of course we can have a drink, what's yer poison?"she asked him as she made her way behind the bar and eyed the liquor selection.
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Post by Chase on Mar 3, 2010 19:07:24 GMT -5
Chase waved his hand. "Anything." He told her. Just let it be strong. he thought. He watched her pour whiskey into a glass. He smiled and held it up. "Cheers." He said and downed the drink. He set the glass down on the counter and shook his head. "Damn, i think you have the best whiskey i've ever had." His smile got wider.
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Post by Mischief on Mar 3, 2010 19:29:16 GMT -5
She watched him drink as she poured herself a glass of vodka and when he downed his drink she poured him another glass and sat down in the barstool next to him,"You look like hell love....are you sure you're ok?" she asked him taking his hand and looking in his eyes. "I care about you alot if that helps..."she whispered.((you can invite her to the wedding any time))
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Post by Chase on Mar 3, 2010 19:45:07 GMT -5
Chase drank his next glass more slowly. He looked up into Mischief's eyes. "Don't say that. It'll just get ya into trouble." He said softly. He exhaled through his nose. "Nah, i just got a lot of thinkin' to do an' not enough time." Then, he suddenly remembered. "Poet." He whispered. He figured Ace would be in the wedding and he wasn't sure if he even wanted to go anymore. "Would ya go to the wedding with meh? Poet's an' Irish's?" If i go. he added in his mind.
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Post by Mischief on Mar 3, 2010 19:56:55 GMT -5
She tilted her head and squeezed his hand abit,"Poet and Irish? I don't know 'em but I'll definately be yer date fer it Chase,"she said softly, her voice soothing. She gently took his glass from him and pushed it aside,"Ya shouldn't drink so much....ya don't want a repeat of the other night,"she whispered as she leaned forward and rested her forhead against his,"You'll be fine...I'm hereh,"she muttered.
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Post by Chase on Mar 3, 2010 20:06:31 GMT -5
Chase smiled at her and kissed her nose. He reached for his glass. "But maybeh i do." He winked at her and took another drink. Then, he remembered everything that had happened, including his dream. He set his glass back down. "Yeah yer right. I probably don't." He laughed. ((sorry its short  )) |
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Post by Ace on Mar 5, 2010 3:43:14 GMT -5
She smirked abit,"I have a tendency of bein' right,"she teased as she squeezed his hand again lightly and downed the rest of her drink before pushing her glass away. "So what do ya wanna do Chase?"she asked him as she looked into his eyes, she could see his pain and she wanted to make everything better for him, remove his pain somehow...but would he let her?
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