lacey
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Post by lacey on Jun 2, 2007 18:27:51 GMT -5
The ess of nineteen traveled into the place, the juke-box music immediately filling her hearing. Sigh was released as naturally curled blonde locks hugged her shoulders. She wore a simple, tight fitting pair of jeans with a blouse. The only make-up she wore was the usual--charcoal liner around her eyes, mascara, and a touch of lip gloss apon those plump lips of hers. Naturally tanned skin showed brightly as the dim lighting illuminated off of it. She glanced around, ajar labia's allowing a sigh to escape her. She slid onto an empty bench stool, and ordered a drink, her strong, English/British accent clearly standing out on how she pronouced the different things. Maybe someone would come. Maybe someone wouldn't. It all depended..
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Post by sati on Jun 2, 2007 18:48:09 GMT -5
The slender form of an ebony man moved through the door frame, flashing his i.d. as he made his way to the counter. A small sigh escaped his lips as he sat down and ordered his usual, just a water. He didn't like to drink, seeing as his father was a drunk and had always made a fool of himself. He prefers to watch others stumble about and starting fights. It was quiet funny, since he could have dinner and entertainment at the same time.
Where is she? he thought, referring to his sister Usagi. His well toned bod was covered in merely some very tight jeans, a white wife-beater, his favorite cowboy boots, and his black hat. Pulling the hat over his brown orbs, he took a drink of his icy cold water. Checking his watch, he sighed as he realized his sister was ten minutes late. |
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Post by Art on Jun 2, 2007 19:04:19 GMT -5
Codie walked up to the doors and show the guild his I.D. He walked in and looked around see that where wasn't that any people here. He sat down at a table, and wait to see if more people would show up or not. He was in blue jeans, a brown shirt, and had some black shoes on. He didn't care what people thought of him, but he know that probably anyone thought he was cute or hot. He didn't like even of the girls that thought he was cute, hot, or fine whatever they thought he was. He looked over at the counter and saw people sitting at the counter.
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