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Sara Sidle ([personal profile] lvpd_sidle) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2006-10-29 05:24 pm
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Sara.

Coffee.

Paradoxes. A bar of chocolate came with them, but she put it back.

Notebook.

Bother.
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[identity profile] saint-veritas.livejournal.com 2006-10-30 12:52 am (UTC)(link)
A nod. "Just thinkin'. 'S all right." He shakes his head to clear it. "No sense dwelling on it, aye?"
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[personal profile] lvpd_sidle 2006-10-30 12:54 am (UTC)(link)
"Doesn't seem to help," she says quietly.

[identity profile] saint-veritas.livejournal.com 2006-10-30 12:56 am (UTC)(link)
"No. It doesn't." A flash of eotion crosses his face, but he swallows it back. He's happy for her, for her engagement. He doesn't want to ruin that by breaking down on her.
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[personal profile] lvpd_sidle 2006-10-30 12:57 am (UTC)(link)
"C'mon," she says quietly. "Let's go upstairs. I'm going to thrash you at poker."

When in doubt....

[identity profile] saint-veritas.livejournal.com 2006-10-30 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
"You think so?" He drinks the last of his water, and wraps the energy bar up to save for later.
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[personal profile] lvpd_sidle 2006-10-30 01:02 am (UTC)(link)
"I've lived and worked in Las Vegas for seven years," she says a bit dryly. "Lost several paychecks until I mastered Texas Hold'Em. C'mon."

[identity profile] saint-veritas.livejournal.com 2006-10-30 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
"Aye, aye," He follows behind her, shaking his head.
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