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Post by Samantha-May Black on Apr 1, 2010 17:11:46 GMT -5
Nate looked amused when she blushed, seeing it pink her cheeks. "I'm sure thats a good as excuse as any." He murmured, curious of her change in mood now. "Are you alright Isla, you look a little...pink."
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Post by Bails on Apr 1, 2010 17:14:37 GMT -5
She laughed, and poked him. "You know you always have this effect on me, Leafy."
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Post by Samantha-May Black on Apr 1, 2010 17:15:35 GMT -5
"Do I?" He asked, oblivious. "Huh..how come?"
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Post by Bails on Apr 1, 2010 17:20:36 GMT -5
Isla sat up, folded her legs up under her and shook her head. "I lied. My biggest regret is not telling you how much I like you, Master Windsor."
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Post by Samantha-May Black on Apr 1, 2010 17:22:51 GMT -5
Nate blinked, a little suprised. But he wasnt some blushing lanky kid anymore, he was an eighteen year old soldier, and if hsi age didnt have a reputation his job did. His lips twisted into a sideways smirk. "Oh yeh? And how much is that, Isla?"
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Post by Bails on Apr 1, 2010 17:27:33 GMT -5
Isla smirked and leaned back in, a hand on either side of his shoulder. "A lot." She told him and laughed, "Even though you're an elf and a solder and not interested at all."
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Post by Samantha-May Black on Apr 1, 2010 17:29:29 GMT -5
He chuckled and lopped his arm around her shoulder, pulling her out of her preditory position and to rest against him in a one armed hug. Nate finished his drink casually, saying. "Exactly."
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Post by Bails on Apr 1, 2010 17:34:14 GMT -5
She laughed. "I'm afraid I've caused a scene." Although she attempted to sound apolegetic and like she cared, she obviously didn't. "People are staring."
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