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Post by Valerie on Feb 25, 2008 17:54:40 GMT -5
***NEW DAY***
*Valerie approached the Inn and knocked at the door, double-checking the address on a slip of paper in her hand.*
This is it.
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Post by Cry Baby on Feb 25, 2008 18:24:50 GMT -5
*Cry-Baby roared up on War's mount, only to flow rather loosely from the seat. He was well lubricated at this point, but he couldn't figure out anywhere else to go.
Maybe just beg Brandi to forgive him. Take him back.
He stopped short upon seeing Valerie.*
"'S an inn," *he said.* "Can go right in, if you want."
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Post by Valerie on Feb 25, 2008 18:26:06 GMT -5
"Well I'm here to speak to the owner or manager or whatever about a job, so I'll take my chances with being polite," *she said with a shrug.*
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Post by Cry Baby on Feb 25, 2008 18:29:29 GMT -5
*Cry-Baby nodded sloppily.*
"She's m'girl," *he said.* "C'mon in."
*He pushed open the door and flowed inside, only to settle on a bench.*
"Didn't know Brandi was hirin'."
*Frankly, Cry-Baby thought, there was a lot he didn't know.*
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Post by Valerie on Feb 25, 2008 18:32:35 GMT -5
*Valerie sat down on a nearby chair.*
"Well, it's only a temporary position, I think, but I could use some extra cash."
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Post by Cry Baby on Feb 25, 2008 18:41:24 GMT -5
*Cry-Baby's well-oiled head sank into his hand.*
"'s'nice," *he muttered. He'd ruined everything. He wasn't sure how, but he knew it was true. He'd never get them out of this. But he couldn't face Brandi now. Not like this. His head pounded even as his eyes swam.*
"What kinda work?"
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Post by War on Feb 25, 2008 19:21:40 GMT -5
*A voice echoed in the back of Cry Baby's mind. A voice not his own but... intimately familiar. The sound of the words reached his brain alone and completely bypassed all involvement of his ears.*
We could find her some temporary positions...
*A few mental images came unbidden to the forefront of Cry Baby's brain. These may not be his own thoughts but they were very much etched in his minds eye.*
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Post by Cry Baby on Feb 26, 2008 1:20:39 GMT -5
*Cry-Baby blinked at the thoughts that came unbidden.
Blinked, and fixed his eyes on Valerie, as if seeing her for the first time. Cute girl, she was. Bit spunky.
Make a good mom for War's kid.*
What?
*The images made him blush. Certainly wasn't how he'd ever envisioned that table bein' used.*
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Post by Valerie on Feb 26, 2008 4:46:27 GMT -5
"Well, as far as I know some people here are in need of a surrogate mother of some kind--hey, are you alright?" *she asked with some concern. She'd seen drunk, and he wasn't JUST drunk. Something was definitely going on.*
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Post by Alexei on Feb 26, 2008 6:52:33 GMT -5
((I speak as my suethor: O.o))
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Post by Valerie on Feb 26, 2008 13:05:51 GMT -5
((She's in it for the money, don't worry.))
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Post by Cry Baby on Feb 26, 2008 15:37:08 GMT -5
*Cry-Baby's eyes focused on her, shedding a little of his intoxicated aspect in his surprise at her presence. Brandi must've done something. Put out an ad or something.
While he'd been out moping and huffing exhaust fumes. He ran a hand through his hair.*
"I'm okay," *he said finally. The thoughts he was having made some kinda sense now, only he didn't want to think about how they got there.* "'S'my girlfriend. Put the ad out, or whatever."
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Post by Valerie on Feb 26, 2008 15:38:23 GMT -5
"Oh."
*She shuffled her feet for a moment.*
"Well, I'm rather new to how the entire operation works, so if maybe you or your girlfriend could fill me in on the details...?"
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Post by Cry Baby on Feb 26, 2008 15:56:26 GMT -5
*Cry-Baby scrubbed his face with his hand, realizing this was, you know, his opportunity. He was flying blind, though, what with the booze and the not knowing what the ad had said.*
"We need a--" *What had she said?* "--a surrogate mum for our kids," *he said. Yeah, that sounded safe. Don't mention War. He stood and walked over to the coffee pot he knew would have something in it, even if it was cold.* "Seems it's my girl can't have 'em, but she wants my own, y'know? Hence, if yer willin', you."
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Post by Valerie on Feb 26, 2008 16:00:16 GMT -5
*She nodded slowly.*
"Seems clear enough. I mean, the kid will be yours and all, and I have no interest in keeping it, but if you think I should have a sit-down with your girlfriend so we can bond or whatever, fine."
*She rubbed her nose.*
"Anyway, I could just use whatever kind of cash compensation you'd be offering to rent my womb for several months. Will this be some kind of turkey-baster deal or did you want to go all-natural?"
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