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Post by The Stranger on May 1, 2008 21:34:41 GMT -5
The food was untouched, but Flea's smile widened as she returned.
"Gods you make that dress look good." he said, as he rose to meet her. "shall we sweetling?" he held out the crook of his elbow, as if a gentleman at a dance.
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Post by The Stranger on May 1, 2008 21:50:34 GMT -5
They disappeared into the tunnel again, and Dacey was grateful that the well traveled tunnels were planked with wood on all sides, and not at all grimy or dirty. Simply dark and tight. But that was not always a bad thing.
Flea guided her down a particular path, until they came out only a short distance from the gate.
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Post by The Stranger on May 1, 2008 21:54:39 GMT -5
Flea nodded, "I like it here. Usually, I don't like being out of the cities, but this is nice... just the right um.. mix." He smiled as he lay beneath the tree, staring up at the sun.
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Post by The Stranger on May 1, 2008 22:04:56 GMT -5
Flea nodded, not wanting to interrupt her memory. He touched her thigh sympathetically.
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Post by The Stranger on May 1, 2008 22:08:29 GMT -5
Flea nodded, patting her leg gently. "I'm sorry. I never met my father at all, so I don't know if he was bad or not."
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Post by The Stranger on May 1, 2008 22:12:26 GMT -5
Flea nodded, "No I suppose not." He hugged Dacey gently. "I'm sorry Dacey, I don't know what to say, except I'm sorry."
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Post by The Stranger on May 1, 2008 22:17:00 GMT -5
Flea smiled, "Well, I always have an appetite for you." he teased, as he tore a piece of chicken off and offered it up to her.
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Post by The Stranger on May 1, 2008 22:28:33 GMT -5
Flea nodded. "Yes. My people know what to do, and they do it, day in and day out. Even if I didn't answer for months, they'd still report, and everything would run along, fairly normally. No one piece of a network should be indispensable, not even you." Flea said, as he finally sampled the chicken, "Lord Varner taught me that. No one should be so valuable that the network can not run without them."
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Post by The Stranger on May 1, 2008 22:41:07 GMT -5
Flea smiled, "Yup. Better to be small and quick and nimble." Flea said. "Biggest guy everyone wants to take a piece out of him. Small guy, no body notices, till its too late." He held up his wine glass, "to us little folks."
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Post by The Stranger on May 1, 2008 22:43:41 GMT -5
Flea smiled and nodded, "ooh let me show you something." he hooked elbows with her, and tipped his glass up to her lips.
"you do the same, and we drink together."
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Post by The Stranger on May 1, 2008 22:45:39 GMT -5
Flea caught her eye and gave an evil wink, and tipped the glass up higher, forcing her to drink quicker.
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Post by The Stranger on May 1, 2008 22:48:34 GMT -5
Flea leaned in and kissed her hard, before moving to kiss and lick her chin, and her throat, his tongue lapping up long trickling drops of red wine
"my pleasure, he said, "It tastes better this way, than out of a glass anyway."
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Post by The Stranger on May 2, 2008 1:29:38 GMT -5
Flea kissed lower, gently pulling her collar to one side, as his lips continue to leave a trail of kisses down her throat.
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Post by The Stranger on May 2, 2008 2:29:25 GMT -5
Flea took his wine cup and let it hover over her torso with a wicked grin, "We can change that."
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Post by The Stranger on May 2, 2008 2:34:32 GMT -5
"aww, mine's just old cloth, not a pretty gown like yours." Flea said as he liberally poured the wine over her chest, and laughed.
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Hope you all are well and happy.