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Freya LaShale	Jun 16 2009, 03:14 AM
Love Thief Posts: 136 Group: Citizen Member #250 Joined: January 3, 2009	"And you are quite charming," she added in the middle of his ranting and let him continue. As he smile began to fade, another popped up when he told her she was just as interesting. She wouldn't have imagined that. She was nothing special, although the girl would love to think so. And he was even forgoing the chance to make some cash for her. How sweet. She did hope this wasn't the booze. She hoped this feeling of excitement would last. It had been such a long time since she'd even felt a glimmer of that lost emotion. Freya knew he would accept. Not that she thought he wouldn't pass on spending more time with her, but for mostly the same reason he held his arms out to catch her, and that was that tonight he was going to be a gentleman. It could have almost been a test, to see just how far he was willing to go with that. And oh, the tests would not end there, partially because it had also been too long since she had found one of his kind. "Hold on to something?" she blinked. "What is there to hold on to?" Too late. Her support vanished and down she went, coming through on the other side exactly as he had planned it, landing face-first into his chest. It took a moment for her to register what had just happened. Eyes darting around, she was in another environment. Inside somewhere. So he wasn't just a performer with cheap tricks, he was also the 'mage' sort of magician as well. She could almost shiver at the lack of control she had over this situation. Oh, but really, who cared? She was drunk. He was nice. ...Or so she had gathered from the first moments of meeting him. She could also be completely mistaken. "Mrf," she said into his shirt, then slowly, rose her head to stare up at him, blinking like an oblivious child, still very flushed already from the alcohol. But the expression soon vanished, and her eyes, which seemed to have aged much faster than the rest of her, retained their sleek, seductive nature. "So I was right. You're firm." A dumb smile spread.

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