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Freya LaShale	Jun 16 2009, 02:23 AM
Love Thief Posts: 136 Group: Citizen Member #250 Joined: January 3, 2009	Quote: “But at times I do like to fancy myself a gentleman who wouldn’t be so quick to take to ravishing a woman not sober.” "At times, not always? So then it's not out of the question entirely? God, I love that word... ravishing..." "My name is Freya," she told him, her head following to where he chose to land on the wall at her side. She did the same, turning to face him completely, that sway in her hips again. Soon, the small grin was turning into a wider one. He certainly had a knack for keep her distracted. Probably a good magician, if his stage performance was anything like his casual conversation. She simply wanted to hear more from him, any words would do. It wasn't what he said, but the way he said them. "And the pleasure is mine. Not to flatter you, but it's only been half a minute and you already have my full attention. Probably the most interesting person I've met in a long time. Though..." she hiccuped, and stared longingly down at the bottle by her feet, "...that might be the booze. I think I got half the bottle down already." She lifted her head back up to him, "I'd be willing to share if you would be a gentleman and take me someplace safe, so I don't accidentally pass out here in the middle of the street tonight. That is, if you are willing to take on that responsibility... I complet-" she hiccuped again, "-ly... completely understand if you don't wanna." Freya waved her hand in dismissal for greater emphasis on how much she supposedly didn't care. Her vision blurred for a moment, and when she realized it, she also realized she was staring again. Slowly, her eyes still locked on him, she wiped her lips with the back of her hand. She almost seemed bewildered, even still, at the bandages. They were driving her insane.

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