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Post by Cameron Michaels on Sept 26, 2007 7:48:20 GMT -5
Cameron thanked God for the slow music. Granted, he wasn't all too impressive at that either, but it was easier that what he was doing before. Cameron swayed back and forth with Christina in his arms. He smiled down at her and spoke softly, " No the military only has a problem if we date within the military, like commanding officers or other soldiers within the military. It causes a security risk because you would be subject to jeapordizing a mission because you loved the girl or something like that. Don't worry, this is fine." Cameron said and kissed Christina gently.
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Post by Christina Scabbia on Sept 26, 2007 9:56:03 GMT -5
She nodded, "Kay," she said and cosed her eyes as they danced, staying near him. "I'm glad you're back Cameron, I really did miss you," she said looking up at him.
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Post by Cameron Michaels on Sept 26, 2007 12:06:59 GMT -5
Cameron smiled and continued to sway back and forth with her as they danced. He was still trying his best to learn everything. He wasn't a visual learner. He needed to be out doing stuff to learn it. " I missed you, even though i didn't exactly have all that much time to think about you, i won't lie. Fighting vampires can be time consuming." He whispered, continuing to dance, " But you should teach me how to dance some time." He said.
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Post by Christina Scabbia on Sept 26, 2007 12:13:06 GMT -5
"That's fine," she told him then leaughed at his last comment, "You're fine," She smiled and kissed him, then she looked at her watch, "Lets go eat, I only have two hours before work," she told him.
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Post by Cameron Michaels on Sept 26, 2007 17:31:59 GMT -5
Cameron nodded his head and walked with her off the dance floor. " Where would you like to eat? If here, what is good?" Cameron asked, picking up a menu off the counter and surveying it carefully. He wasn't really particular about what he ate, he just liked meat mostly.
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Post by Christina Scabbia on Sept 26, 2007 17:32:56 GMT -5
"Let's go elsewhere, somewhere nice," she smiled, "Wherever you'd like, I'll buy," she smiled. She was starving.
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Post by Cameron Michaels on Sept 26, 2007 17:37:13 GMT -5
Cameron shook his head when she said that she would buy. " Oh no, not going to happen dear, a lady never buys for a men, never." Cameron said and didn't say anything else about it and wouldn't let Christina say anything about it either. He did, though take her gently by her arm, swinging his with hers and he walked out of the bar.
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Iris
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Post by Iris on Oct 11, 2007 22:16:59 GMT -5
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Iris walked into the bar, the opening door heralding a few curious looks. Gazing around impassively, she noted that few were drunk, though some had evidently drank enough to feel the effects of the alcohol in their system. It was only early in the night, 7:36 to be precise, she noted with a glance at her black watch. She noted the girl, Christina, working that night, as she knew she would be. That was, after all, why she had come. As she walked toward the bar, a young man, about halfway through his second beer she guessed, commented with a raucous grin, "Hey, you looking for a good time tonight?" Stopping for a second, she turned and met his eyes with her own black ones, no expression on her face. His smile died as she stared him down, and he quickly turned and buried his shame in another gulp. Continuing on, Iris sat down on a stool and waited for Christina to be done with her customer.
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Post by Christina Scabbia on Oct 11, 2007 22:23:24 GMT -5
"There ya go," Christina smiled and then walked over to Iris, "Can I help ya ma'm?" She asked the woman. She wasn't a usual so she was someone new, but she did look vaguely familiar...
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Post by Iris on Oct 11, 2007 22:27:09 GMT -5
Iris nodded her head once in affirmation. "You are Christina," she said. It was not a question, it was a statement. "I am Iris; intelligence at the base. You are new there, so I decided to not only introduce myself, but also I have a few questions I would like to ask you," she explained, her eyes on Christina's, unblinking as she spoke. Iris did not normally come here unless she needed to gather information; she did not drink any sort of alcoholic beverage. Doing so was losing a bit of control, no matter how much the people here might insist it was not so. Iris did not lose control.
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Post by Christina Scabbia on Oct 11, 2007 22:29:52 GMT -5
Christina rested her arms on the counter and leaned forward. "So tell me, what do you wanna know?" She asked him curiously.
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Post by Iris on Oct 11, 2007 22:40:47 GMT -5
Iris blinked once, and stated, "You met the lycan, Arai, in the library. I wish to hear your account; I have not gotten to arrange a meeting with her yet, though I do not know if I will ever be able to, due to the fact that she has been moved." Her eyes automatically absorbed the aspects of the bar; the door leading in and out was conspicuous, easily visible from her vantage point. It would not be easy to sneak up on someone in here. Three others sat at the bar, but she didn't forsee them presenting any threat. A few other scattered patrons sat in the booths and in chairs. They were all absorbed in their own affairs, though. Turning her eyes back to Christina, she waited to see how she would answer. Iris guessed it would not be favorably.
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Post by Christina Scabbia on Oct 12, 2007 10:13:08 GMT -5
"I didn't stay long. We argued and i left. I'm afraid I have a huge fear of lycans. When I lived in Italy, I met Cameron as he came into my club, luckily. However, when I left for work, I was attack," she said showing the bite scar on her neck and the ones fading on her arms. "I nearly died, luckily Cameron got me to a hospital and I got blood. Since then, I do not stay long in the presence of lycans," she told Iris, shuddering at the memory. Where was Cameron anyways? She hadn't seen him in two days, maybe he was still made at her...
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Post by Iris on Oct 12, 2007 11:03:57 GMT -5
Iris absorbed this information, silent for a few ticks of the clock. "You are afraid you have a fear?" she finally said, "An unusual way to phrase that. But judging from my reports, it is strange that you would have argued. After all, even after the way Brandon treated her, it seemed this lycan remained unagressive." Iris watched as the girl seemed upset by recalling that night. Fear was powerful, but Iris did not need that kind of power, nor did she submit to it. By resisting the power of others, you became more powerful yourself.
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Post by Christina Scabbia on Oct 12, 2007 11:12:15 GMT -5
Christina blushed, "I'm afraid I started it. The idea of a lycan running around the building freely doesn't exactly suit me all that well. Especially when other lycans try to attack me to find out about her," she told him.
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