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| MichaelMercer | Feb 20 2007, 04:22 PM Post #16 |
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"Hennessy? Yeah, I like tha' stuff. I wouldn't say that I need any ta knock a woman up, though," he finished with a wink. "With how ya say that though, ya seem like you're goin' through guy problems. What's up?" |
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| Admin | Feb 20 2007, 11:49 PM Post #17 |
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Amaya smiled at Mercer and looked away. Amaya: Naw no man problems...cuz there is no man. [Her voice trailed off...almost like it hurt for her to say it.] Amaya shifted her body and her eyes linger back and forth looking at Mercer and Harris. Amaya: Speaking of partyin', my girl Nina just moved in my house and we were thinking about hitting the club tonight. It'll be tight if ya'll come with. Amaya took a drag of her cigarette once more. She looked at Harris. Amaya: Nina wants a date...You seem like the strong type for her. [Then her eyes went to Mercer] And well I wouldn't mind if you kick it with me....see how much you can keep up wth your boss. [She winked at him.] |
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| MichaelMercer | Feb 20 2007, 11:59 PM Post #18 |
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Michael blinked at the invitation, tilting his head. "How much I can keep up with ya?" He shrugged lightly, "Eh.. I don' really like double dates all tha' much." He didn't know what else to say; he could handle hanging out with one person no problem, but having to be with three other people he didn't even really know... didn't really sound all that enticing to him. |
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| Admin | Feb 21 2007, 12:37 AM Post #19 |
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Amaya: Who says date? Nina needs a date. I need a drinking partner! She chuckled and flicked her cigarette. She reached for another one. Amaya: I don't ask men out like that.....and its a club...not dinner. |
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| MichaelMercer | Feb 21 2007, 12:42 AM Post #20 |
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"I'm not really much for the club scene to be honest," he answered. "Usually crowded an' full of loudmouths. An' in any case..." He looked around, giving Harris a glance in turn before glancing back at Amaya. "At the moment, I think the las' thing I should be doin' is gettin' drunk in a loud club. S'why I was here, after all. Nice an' quiet. Not many people around. Can jus' think ta myself an' not have to worry about ev'ryone an' their mothas tryin' to listen to my business." |
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| Darkness | Feb 21 2007, 12:42 AM Post #21 |
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~~~Harris looks over at Kayla, who, sadly, was on her cell again as usual. He then turns his focus back to Amaya and Mercer.~~~ ::Harris:: Sure, what the hell. Its not like I cant party tonight and give up workin out tomorrow. Though, Im sure at some point Ill end up workin out. Ya know Amaya, I gotta stay up on it considering I have Ryba in the second round. But yeah, Ill go. So, ya got a pic of this Nina? Want to see what Im workin with ya know? And Mercer, if Amaya drinks you under the table, I am gonna make sure everyone knows about it.However, Mercer, you do bring up a good point. Clubs are just too loud. Heres an idea. How bout you, Mercer come to my place. And Amaya you and Nina come as well. We can sit around the rec room and drink and it will just be us havin a good ole time. Hows that sound? |
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| Admin | Feb 21 2007, 12:49 AM Post #22 |
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Amaya raised an eyebrow. Amaya: I dunno....I gotta call her up and ask her. Excuse me.... Amaya walked away for a little and flipped her phone, dialing Nina. |
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| MichaelMercer | Feb 21 2007, 12:50 AM Post #23 |
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Michael blinked and tilted his head once. "Eh... I appreciate the offer really, but whie I don' wanna sound like a party pooper, goin' ta someone's house who I don' really know ain' really my style, yeah." Sighing a bit, he glanced skywards and took a drag off his cigarette, smoke creeping into the wind. "You an' Amaya have fun though..." he trailed off for just a moment, before his eyes shot down to glance at Amaya, "..that is, if you're goin'." |
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| Admin | Feb 21 2007, 12:54 AM Post #24 |
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Amaya looked back at him. Then at Harris. Amaya: [To Harris] She wants to know if you smoke trees. Amaya laughed at the ghetto question. Too many people in PDW were to prissy to smoke weed. Amaya: [To Mercer] I dunno...why what are you goin to do? |
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| MichaelMercer | Feb 21 2007, 12:59 AM Post #25 |
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Michael shrugged, throwing his cigarette butt to the pavement and putting it out with the heel of his boot. "I was jus' gonna walk around out here, finish the rest of my pack before headin' home. Nothin' special, really, but I didn't come here lookin' to do anythin' extravagant either." |
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| Admin | Feb 21 2007, 01:05 AM Post #26 |
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Amaya: Nina...let me call you...yeah BITCH! i call you right back! Amaya walked closer to them. Amaya: [To Mercer] Damn its like that...[She chuckled] Well she really wants to go party and go to the club so I don't know what I'm gonna do. |
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| MichaelMercer | Feb 21 2007, 01:09 AM Post #27 |
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"Sorry," he shrugged, already reaching into his pocket for his pack of Newports, "if you wanna go then you go ahead.. but I'm jus' not feelin' up for partyin' right now, y'know? Jus' not in that kinda mood." |
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| Darkness | Feb 21 2007, 01:27 AM Post #28 |
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~~~Harris closes his cell phone that he has been on. He then walks back over to Mercer and Amaya.~~~ ::Harris:: Well, Mercer, I understand what you are saying. Thats fine. Just thought I would offer. And Amaya, tell Nina. Ive done a few in my day. Not too big on it now as I dont want it affecting my ability in the ring though ya know? |
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| Admin | Feb 21 2007, 01:58 AM Post #29 |
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Amaya saw something was wrong with Mercer. She had to find out. She looked at Harris and flashed a smile. Amaya: [At Harris] Look...I have to call Nina back...we probably going hit a couple of blunts and then maybe give you a call....which I need your number. Harris quickly spits out his digits and Amaya saves it in her phone. Amaya: So I call you okay. Amaya's eyes dart towards Mercer. She grabbed his arm and started to pull him towards the arena. Amaya: [To Mercer] You I need to talk to.... Mercer gives her a puzzled looked, seeing her grab him but he follows. |
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| MichaelMercer | Feb 21 2007, 02:01 AM Post #30 |
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Michael nearly dropped his cigarettes as he was suddenly tugged in the direction of the arena. Stuffing his smokes back into his pocket with his free hand, he looked ahead at Amaya in bewilderment. "Hey, wha' gives, eh?" |
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