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Tired
Nov 9, 2005 20:08:19 GMT -5
Post by Adrenalynn Rusch on Nov 9, 2005 20:08:19 GMT -5
Adrenalynn went into the room that she had just rented and collapsed upon the bed with a small thud She looked around the room and immediatly got off the bed. "Disgusting." She said, dusting herself off.
She went to the bathroom and splashed water on her face. She looked at herself in the dingy, broken mirror. Her eyes were bloodshot from lack of sleep, her mascara and dark black eyeliner was running a bit. "Stupid jobs." She said.
She left the bathroom and walked outside and lit up a ciagarette and took a deep drag after another, feeling the cold night air on her skin. . .
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Tired
Nov 26, 2005 9:52:08 GMT -5
Post by Simon Roman on Nov 26, 2005 9:52:08 GMT -5
*He was upon the top of the inn,looking down upon this woman.He did not care,for her looks nor her personality.Simon just jumped down and landed beside her quickly and silently.So quiet that no one could hear him make a sound,he whispered in her "Got a Smoke I can use?"*He laughed in his mind,but then vanished waiting for her to wonder who said that,for he was gone back above the inn now.*
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Tired
Nov 27, 2005 14:48:35 GMT -5
Post by Adrenalynn Rusch on Nov 27, 2005 14:48:35 GMT -5
SHe didn't hear anything at first, but hten someone whispered in her ear and chills shot threw her body. She reached for her pack of cigarettes but when she went to hand them to the person, no one was there. SHe looked around. "Too damn tired for this." SHe siad to herself, taking another drag. "Probably just imaged it." It was very likely for she did not sleep for almost two straight days. She went back to the railing and layed her head on her hands, taking a drag every now and then, and laying the pack besides her.
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Tired
Nov 27, 2005 23:53:34 GMT -5
Post by Simon Roman on Nov 27, 2005 23:53:34 GMT -5
*Bored by her instincts,he surely thought his girl would run and cower away within the Inn.But she hadn't and he indeed was in need of a cigarette,though he did not smoke...much.**He jumped down from the inn,but faster than her eye could see and walked towards her.* "Got a lighter I can borrow real quick?" *He stood,there looking down at her,then he laughed yet again.* "You shouldn't be out this late girl,there could be bad men even murderers out,or worse of course."
*He reached for the packets of cigarettes,while he had his sleeve cover his hand for he didn't want to show his skin.A hood covered his face,glasses that were for the sun and pitch black over his eyes,every body part of him covered.* "What type of pack are those Miss?" *He surely didn't know hoping for his kind which were Marlboro the kind he smoked.He slowly whistled has he grabbed the packet and held it towards his chest and took out a cigarette and dropped it back towards the same spot.*
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Tired
Nov 28, 2005 23:05:53 GMT -5
Post by Adrenalynn Rusch on Nov 28, 2005 23:05:53 GMT -5
She jumped slightly at the sudden reappearance of the voice. "Sure" she said a bit wearily as she bent down to her boot and pulled out a Zippo lighter with a black spade on it and tossed it to the mysterious man. "I think I can handle any man, or beast, that comes along." She said, moving her jacket to reveal one of her sighs. It was pure silver, yet very very light, and razor sharp. THe longest blade was 9inches while the two shorter ones were around 5 1/2 inches. Around the handles were eleborate celtic designs in pure black.
She was curious to why he was dressed completly, head to toe, in black. "Salem's, hardpack." She answered him, lighting another up.
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