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Post by Evangeline on Sept 29, 2009 22:33:02 GMT -5
"Good morning." Bree rolled up to the fuel bar. She raised her nose, sniffing. "Rihanna's on her way."
"Hey." Dmitri smiled as he took up the empty slot beside Sandra. "Sleep well?"
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Post by elizar on Sept 30, 2009 11:31:10 GMT -5
"I know." Sandra nodded to Bree. Something as simple as smell of someone she knew didn't escape her.
"I slept fine." She said to Dmitri. "Like I said last time, those non-living don't bother me." Though it didn't give her the comfort she needed from live helicopters.
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Post by Evangeline on Sept 30, 2009 12:39:42 GMT -5
The server girl walked her hand-fork setup over, with a fuel can for Sandra. "Enjoy."
Bree, smiling pleasantly finally checked out the young man who'd shown up. "I don't believe we've met before."
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Post by elizar on Sept 30, 2009 15:27:05 GMT -5
"Likewise." Roundup/Ashley said. "I guess you're part of the pest control team?"
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Post by Evangeline on Sept 30, 2009 19:25:44 GMT -5
"I didn't expect to be," Bree admitted. "I happened to be checking up on some old business in town when I heard of this. I see you've already met Rihanna."
"Hey, Ash." Lukas called out as he came up. "What brings you here?"
Rihanna looked between the Sea Stallion and Roundup. "You know each other?"
It was then that another showed up at the gate. She was now in jeans and a black T-shirt with a message: "My Sexual Preference is "NOT YOU". She still had the same weathered vaquero's hat, and her dark toffee hair blew out in strands. Only the wind direction had kept her scent from the helos.
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