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Post by Cry Baby on Jun 7, 2007 21:49:48 GMT -5
*Cry-baby smiled reassuringly.*
"Hell, no. To both questions. Girl's gotta be tough in this world."
*He drew her towards him.*
"Long as she's soft in the right places."
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Post by Brandi on Jun 7, 2007 21:55:56 GMT -5
*Brandi shut her eyes softly and rested against him.*
"Thank you, Cry-Baby. I really needed that."
*She wiggled her hips against his mischievously and looked up to him.*
"I do hope that I please well enough in that department."
*Her smile renewed itself.*
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Post by Cry Baby on Jun 7, 2007 22:04:03 GMT -5
*He reached up and tweaked her nose.*
"You're a natural. I can tell. Now, you want me to compromise you on the kitchen table, or we gonna eat?"
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Post by Brandi on Jun 8, 2007 6:31:37 GMT -5
*Brandi gave a thorough expression of consideration.*
"Decisions, decisions...you should know better than to tempt me so."
*She smiled wickedly.*
"Lucky for you, I'm pretty hungry."
*She quickly plated a miraculous breakfast of scrambled eggs (with cheese - I like cheese), crispy bacon and hashbrowns. She carried the plates to the table before turning back to him.*
"Something to drink?"
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Post by Cry Baby on Jun 8, 2007 12:22:59 GMT -5
*Cry-baby wrangled the plates to the table. It looked amazing.*
"Coffee. Black," *he said.* "This is one amazing breakfast, Brandi. Does a growing boy good."
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Post by Brandi on Jun 8, 2007 12:33:40 GMT -5
*Brandi smiled and nodded.*
"I aim to please."
*She turned and poured some coffee which of course had been brewing the whole time. She set the cup on the table in front of him. She sat and picked up her silver. Looking up to him with a grin.*
"Eat up. You'll need your strength if I'm going to put you to work."
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Post by Cry Baby on Jun 8, 2007 14:00:10 GMT -5
"Don't need to ask me twice."
*Cry-Baby dug in with enthusiasm, making encouraging "yummy" sounds. It was as if he hadn't eaten in years, but he couldn't figure why that'd be. He plate was clean within minutes.*
"Well I sure found a good cook," *he said, satisfied.* "If you do everything as well as you dance and make eggs, this'll be one happy Cry-Baby."
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Post by Brandi on Jun 8, 2007 14:09:23 GMT -5
*Brandi just smiled and ate slowly, watching him eat.*
"Well, I guess that it would behoove me to keep you content. With as much talent as you got, I'm sure I'll have to beat them off of you with a stick."
*She sipped the hot chocolate that she had manifested as she made his coffee.*
"So what do you like to do for fun? Other than singing and fighting."
*She winked playfully.*
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Post by Cry Baby on Jun 9, 2007 0:49:54 GMT -5
*Cry-Baby was momentarily struck by her phrasing of "beating off," but attempted to hide it.*
"Well, I'll tell you. There's few things finer in this world than a roarin' set o' wheels between my legs. Though I don't see much of that around here." *He frowned.* "Where'd that hot chocolate come from?"
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Post by Brandi on Jun 9, 2007 6:48:07 GMT -5
"The Netherlands."
*Brandi spoke the word quietly and blushed as she raised the mug to her lips, mostly to hide her face.*
"And yeah, motorcycles are a bit hard to come by around here. I think the Parisians don't like the noise or something..."
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Post by Cry Baby on Jun 9, 2007 13:36:38 GMT -5
*Cry-Baby smiled wryly.*
"Well, they're gonna hear some when we rock this joint."
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Post by Brandi on Jun 9, 2007 14:50:18 GMT -5
*Brandi set down her empty mug and wiped her lips with her napkin.*
"Indeed."
*She smiled wickedly.*
"So what will you need? For your gig?"
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Post by Cry Baby on Jun 9, 2007 16:20:17 GMT -5
*Cry-Baby pouted prettily in thought.*
"I got my guitar, and my amp--they have electricity in France? Now, I can do solo just fine, but a band would really be somethin'. You know, rhythm section, maybe a back-up guitar, some vocals..."
*He shrugged.*
"That can wait, or whatever. I promise to give 'em--and you--a show. No matter what."
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Post by Brandi on Jun 10, 2007 5:55:15 GMT -5
*Brandi did her very best not to call up Buddy and pressure him into playing Hatchetface. They'd just have to see how that went. She smiled and nodded.*
"I'm sure I can manage something eventually. And the electricity won't be a problem. If you like, I can get on that after breakfast...unless you had something else in mind."
*Her wicked grin peeked through as she tried hard to look innocent.*
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Post by Cry Baby on Jun 11, 2007 11:01:46 GMT -5
*Cry-Baby eyed her from across the table, a come-hither look clearly legible in his dark eyes.*
"C'mere," *he said, and when she rose he reached out to pull her to him, settling her astride his lap as he sat.*
"I think you better be more careful what you say, if you wanna get anything done 'round here."
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