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| never_fade_away | Feb 20 2010, 06:32 PM Post #111 |
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Brennan felt bad for Ce, seeming as she was having a pretty shitty time of it lately. At her question, he studied her face curiously. "It would deifintely be a lie if I said you looked amazing. So yes... you looked pretty fucked up." he admitted. "The butt of that gun realy did a number on your face." he said as his hand moved and his thumb barely brushed over the bruising on her face. *** "Just a nine? Well... I guess I can take that." he smiled at her as he sipped at his, before moving to sit in one of the chairs at the table. Today was probably going to be one of the longest days in his life it seemed. *** Wynne had been so tired he had slept like a rock through the blender, but hearing Jolie grumble seemed to get him through his sleepy haze, her groan of pain waking him up just a little. "Whatsthematterbaby?" he mumbled as he sighed in his half asleep state and turned on his side so he was facing towards her. |
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| RiddleMeThis396 | Mar 17 2010, 01:56 AM Post #112 |
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Ce shrugged, “That's what happens when you have specialized guns with a solid, weighted butt.” she told him, tossing him hers. It would've weighed more than a normal pistol. “Got that when I was “with” him. It does a nice number...as you can see.” she said with a small laugh, her stomach grumbling softly. *** “Needs a little more sugar!” she laughed, sitting down on the table next to his chair, her legs swinging back and forth idly as she sipped her coffee. The bruising on her skin was starting to yellow, a ghoulish contrast to her porcelain skin. *** Jolie, aggravated she'd woken Wynne up, stiffly rolled over to face him. “Fences hurt.” she said softly, a small smile on his face. “Just sore and shit from yesterday....gonna have to start up my old workout schedule if I'm gonna keep this up.” |
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| never_fade_away | Mar 18 2010, 09:13 PM Post #113 |
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Brennan's hand shot out as he caught the gun, hefting it in his hand as he felt just how solid it was. "Ouch...." he said as he looked back up at her. "Would you like to go get something to eat? You sound pretty hungry." he offered up a small smile as he handed the gun back to her. *** Mike made a face at her before he took a sip. "You don't put sugar in smoothies silly! Smoothies are supposed to be healthy, not sugar-laden." he teased her. "So what do you have planned for today?" he asked her curiously. *** Wynne cracked open an eye as he looked over at Jolie, softening a bit as he reached out to place his hand on her face, before leaning over to kiss her forehead. "Your workout have room for one more? I think I need to start getting in shape too." he admitted before turning his head so he could yawn. |
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| RiddleMeThis396 | Mar 19 2010, 01:47 AM Post #114 |
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Ce looked towards the door, hearing Mike and Harper talking just beyond. She hesitated for a moment before nodding, “Yep...” she put her gun back in the holster on her thigh. “What are you hungry for gimpy?” she asked him, making her way to the door. *** Harper giggled, “But honey would work to and that's not bad for you....” she countered, thinking about his question before shrugging. “I'm not really sure, I kinda want to go out but Jo said it might not be safe for me because Sean knows who I am and he's on the hunt.” she said with a shrug. *** Jolie nodded with a small smile, “I need a sparing partner after all...” she told him. She kissed him gently before slowly sitting up, trying not to show the pain in her features but failing. Light bruises showed on her bare arms and leges. |
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| never_fade_away | Mar 19 2010, 01:59 AM Post #115 |
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Brennan scowled as he moved to grab his crutches. "Just because I'm momentarily impaired, doesn't mean I can't still kick your ass." he grumbled good naturedly as he limped along behind her. *** Mike rolled his eyes, but smiled nonetheless. "I GUESS I'll just have to put some honey in next time. You women and your sweet tooth." he teased. "Hmm... I have an idea? I know a place where Sean wouldn't come looking for us, and it would get you out of the house." he offered up in case she wanted to. *** Wynne woke up a little more as Jolie kissed him, smiling before watching her pained features as she tried to sit up. "I think somebody needs an epsom salt bath." he said as he sat up and moved to sit closer to her, his hand brushing her hair out of her face. |
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| RiddleMeThis396 | Mar 25 2010, 01:55 AM Post #116 |
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“Whatever makes you feel better....” she laughed, closing the door behind her as they walked into the kitchen. She waved to the couple at the table before setting up to make breakfast for herself and Brennan. Harper smiled, “That sounds really coo-” she paused to look at Ce and Brennan, her mouth dropping. “Cece....” “Hey, it looks worse than it feels...” she waved her off with a soft laugh. “How are you feeling hun? I see your bruises are starting to heal...” Harper nodded slowly, wanting for Mike to just TALK to Ce.... *** Jolie nodded with a small laugh, “Sounds amazing....” she hissed as she shifted her weight to stay upright. “You mind running it for me baby?” she asked regretfully, hating asking for help but she saw beyond sore.... |
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| never_fade_away | Mar 25 2010, 02:07 AM Post #117 |
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"I still can." Brennan grumbled good naturedly as he limped his way into the kitchen. Sitting down next to Harper he smiled. "Hey there. How'd you sleep?" he asked her as Mike shifted a little in his seat so he was somewhat turned away from the others. He wasn't ready to talk to her just yet. *** Wynne smiled as he nodded. "No problem. Just give me a couple of seconds." he kissed her soundly before getting up and making his way into the bathroom so he could run her a bath, pouring some epsom salts into the steaming water. |
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| RiddleMeThis396 | Mar 25 2010, 02:14 AM Post #118 |
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Harper shrugged, "Alright....short night of sleep like usual." she yawned delicately and nudged Mike under the table. His shift wasn't lost on Ce either but she didn't mention it. Instead, the aroma of french toast filled the air. *** Jolie smiled gratefully up at him, kissing him back before letting him get up. Slowly, she stood from the bed, sighing in agitation as her balance was way off. Wonderful... |
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| never_fade_away | Mar 25 2010, 02:32 AM Post #119 |
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"You need to start getting more sleep missy." Brennan scolded her gently with a small smile. Mike, however, felt Harper nudge his foot but didn't budge. He would make amends in his own time. Even if it meant longer than the other's perception. Brennan could smell the french toast Ce was making and smiled widely. "That smells amazing." he told her as he felt his stomach grumble. *** Wynne waited until it was full before he moved back out into the bedroom to help Jolie, holding his hand out to her. "Come, let's get you in that bathtub, baby." e said with a smile. |
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| RiddleMeThis396 | Mar 25 2010, 02:43 AM Post #120 |
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Ce laughed, "I'm glad someone else around here isn't a fruity head...." she mused, referring to the smoothies Mike and the others insisted on having for breakfast everyday. Harper giggled, "That does smell really good, Ce....and there's nothing wrong with being a fruity head...." she made a face with a laugh, but rubbed her eyes. Honestly, she hadn't slept well for fear Mike was going to leave during the night. *** Jolie smiled and took his hand, "Thank you!!" she followed him into the bathroom. Slowly and stiffly, she stripped, revealing the bruises and abrasions on her body from the night before. Edited by RiddleMeThis396, Mar 25 2010, 02:46 AM.
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