The Windy GrassHopper Tavern and Inn
She watched those brows rise"Well maybe he was...uhmmmm waiting for the right time to tell you."
Yeah that sounds good
Xavier RuneStone
She was liking you and your wife very much, she usually feels awkward meeting new people but not with you two
"Here here."
She raised her glass and took a drink of juice
"He has taken to drink whatever I am drinking first which I find so sweet of him, as if he is saying I wont let you drink that alone."
Her eyes sparkled with a little mischief
"I would like to have it down where he proposed to me at."
Thats bar wench to you lol
Laffing
texts mom that I need her to come home....
Laffs
"Yeah we know about your "Gor"ean escapades barkeep
Midway Night
Holding your hand she wore a lacy summer tank top and shorts. Nothing better on a warm summer night. Her eyes looking around at everything and taking in all the yummy smells when you mention getting some snacks she nodded."Yes, snacks sound perfect."
You had been so busy lately she was happy for date night.
He pulled the girl to her knees as He settled...she'd no sooner rested back onto her heels when He spoke of paga"yes Master, paga...she winked to Him.as she was starting to read His mind and that was dangerous."
with that she rose from Him...standing before Him one moment as a slave in display...she wanted Him to note the beauty before Him...then backed away 3 paces before grasping the two tankards on the ground...larl like steps walking the path to the serving wagon and the best paga in all the land..
And When I DieBlood, Sweat & Tears
~pondering this and that as boots tap lightly against the floor~
Night Rides
Holding your hand she wore a lacy summer tank top and shorts. Nothing better on a warm summer night. Her eyes looking around at everything and taking in all the yummy smells when you mention getting some snacks she nodded."Yes, snacks sound perfect."
You had been so busy lately she was happy for date night.
yeah sat night bath night in big roumd metal tub....
South Town
Hideo understands funerals, but that doesn't mean he has to like them. At the best of times, they're the worst. He gets that people need to bundle up their grief and that maybe some people need to perform it and some people just need to say goodbye to the space in their lives where there used to be person.During a war, all that gets tangled up with vengeance. This should be about Rei, who was somewhere between a niece and a little sister to Hideo. She had never let the guys--even the ones with vat-muscles and cybered up bravado--push her around. She'd been the kind of woman who didn't look for fights but didn't hesitate when they came her way.
Hideo misses her like hell already, and the holo of her knife-edged smile on the stone marker in the memorial garden doesn't make it easier.
People--not all of them Claws--file past the marker. The ones who just know her from the 'hood nod at the gangoons and go on their way. The Claws stay. Nobody's talking loud enough to be properly disruptive, but everybody's talking. Whispers. Three different versions of how the fight went down, five of how many Rei took down with her.
Only the ripper who couldn't save her knows for sure what killed her. Hideo's pretty sure it doesn't matter which injury did it when the problem is more blood on the outside than the inside. Knives. Pistols. Augments. Backalley nonsense that's over before the people on the street can decide to run or call for help.
Hideo feels his jaw clench and makes it relax.
Oh my greg gorean? Knows him
I had new old school parents. Bath every night
Rehearsals
"Well look, it's equally new for me I guess I'm just doing the whole acting bit as best as I can…" which seemed to be where you were leaning, with the topic.The very idea that she had anything useful for you was… well it was exciting, in an unspoken kind of way. For someone who was always at the bottom rung of the wisdom ladder, this concept that someone like you, up on your pedestal, could learn anything from her?
…okay, let's calm down for just a second.
"I guess it comes from just…" Holly paused under the weight of her thoughts, breaking into a half-chuckle as she took the hair tie and ended up just depositing it in her purse along with her other things, leaving her hair down.
"…it's like what we're already doing, except make-believe right? She's here, it's all visible, it's in the open, this is all ethical, like you're not out to hurt her feelings. But it's more than that when it's real and not acting for a play, like uh…" that syllable snagged a corner of her thoughts, carried that extending vocal fry for a long moment as she changed her posture on her seat.
Holly — almost always sitting like she doesn't understand chairs.
"Doubt and jealousy happens, I think it's about managing it and being communicative? I think intent matters a lot, where you demonstrate you're not trying to mess your partner up and you're not playing games about it," Holly offered between swings of an unsteady, wandering gaze that roamed the interior of the rehearsal stage. "Because the upside is you're not trying to burden your one partner to fulfill everything you might want or need? Whether it's something more cut and dry like maybe it's purely physical, or a type of life-experience, or a style of engagement or whatever…"
She reached into her own purse to pick up a half-full water bottle. "…so I guess that's what I'm drawing on. This understanding, and security in the purity of my own intentions, that being transparent n' shit is how I duck drama."
Squirms a bit more.
had those for lunch.....
~humming a quaint tune...bopping my head~
Always the date keeper Jilly Gregorian
those things macronii