ext_54809 ([identity profile] alien-isabel.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2005-01-16 03:40 pm
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And lo, an alien came down the stairs, grabbing a tray and preparing to bring good tidings of great food to the patrons of the bar.
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[identity profile] alien-isabel.livejournal.com 2005-01-17 12:34 am (UTC)(link)
"Not a problem. All in a days work. I like it a lot though. Yay."

Isabel smiles. She likes to feel useful.
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[personal profile] alas_alas 2005-01-17 12:37 am (UTC)(link)
"...yay..." Echo smiles brightly, and runs her fingers through David's hair.

[identity profile] alien-isabel.livejournal.com 2005-01-17 12:52 am (UTC)(link)
"Alright well you two have fun with that, I need to go help someone." Isabeal smiles and, taking her tray, goes to help someone.

[identity profile] notsoyoung.livejournal.com 2005-01-17 12:55 am (UTC)(link)
He smiles at Echo. "Thanks, Isabel," he says as she leaves.

He beams and smiles up at Echo. "You like it?"
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[personal profile] alas_alas 2005-01-17 01:02 am (UTC)(link)
Echo is still running her hand through his hair. "...like it..."

Like it? I love it! She silently giggles. I can't wait for everyone else to see it.

[identity profile] notsoyoung.livejournal.com 2005-01-17 01:06 am (UTC)(link)
He beams, still, blushing.

"Thank you."
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[personal profile] alas_alas 2005-01-17 01:11 am (UTC)(link)
Echo blushes back.

Um... back to the couch?

[identity profile] notsoyoung.livejournal.com 2005-01-17 01:17 am (UTC)(link)
He nods. "Certainly."

He gets up from his seat and takes her hand, drawing her to the couch.
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[personal profile] alas_alas 2005-01-17 01:22 am (UTC)(link)
Echo continues to blush, following him. She sits down on the couch, drawing her legs up under her.

[identity profile] notsoyoung.livejournal.com 2005-01-17 01:33 am (UTC)(link)
He sits down beside her.

"Thank you again."

He smiles.

"Do you really like it?"
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[personal profile] alas_alas 2005-01-17 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
Echo nods, playing with it again. "...like it..."

[identity profile] notsoyoung.livejournal.com 2005-01-17 01:41 am (UTC)(link)
He smiles again, and kisses her gently on the lips.

"Thank you again for this."
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[personal profile] alas_alas 2005-01-17 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
She closes her eyes and pulls back.

You're welcome, although I didn't do it.

[identity profile] notsoyoung.livejournal.com 2005-01-17 01:58 am (UTC)(link)
"No, but you gave me the courage," he whispers.

He looks away just as their faces are quite close, blushing.
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[personal profile] alas_alas 2005-01-17 02:01 am (UTC)(link)
She opens her eyes and looks at him, tilting her head slightly.

David? Are you okay?

[identity profile] notsoyoung.livejournal.com 2005-01-17 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
He doesn't catch her eye.

"I'm fine."

He licks his lips nervously.
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[personal profile] alas_alas 2005-01-17 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
"...fine..." She tilts her head more, trying to catch his eye.

You don't look fine.

[identity profile] notsoyoung.livejournal.com 2005-01-17 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
He clears his throat.

"No, really."

He blushes hard and suddenly stands.

"I'm sorry, honey, but I need to go."

He touches her hair gently, and walks, quickly, towards the door.

SHIT.
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[personal profile] alas_alas 2005-01-17 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
Echo looks after him, a bewildered look on her face.

What the Tartarus just happened?
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