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Date Posted: 23:34:01 05/01/06 Mon
Author: Braden/Hayle/Shay
Subject: inside
In reply to: Kyrian/Remy 's message, "Inside" on 23:19:56 05/01/06 Mon

He rocked back on his heels, ignoring the snort coming from behind him. The man was a bit possessive it seemed and yet unwilling to stake his claim on the woman. Interesting. He filed that away as interesting knowledge before he opened his mouth to speak to Remy. "I'd like to think I'm a hell lot of both of them." He stated, his eyes staying on Remy the whole time he was talking. "I am definitely good and I think that helps me get lucky from time to time." The words were clearly applicable to what Remy just said but could also be taken in another context though there was no way to know for sure if he meant them like that at all - he had maintained a complete straight and serious face throughout the conversation. At the speak of 'making the cute' though, his pride reared it's head and his brow raised slightly. "With all due respect, Commander, I think if I can make through Indoc, five long standing deploys to Iraq, three to Iran and thirty seven to various locations that can not be disclosed....I think I can handle whatever 'cut' you have." His jaw set at that, a little defensive now though it hardly showed and really, only Remy - with his freaky pyschic thing - might notice. He didn't need to be going somewhere that his abilities weren't appreciated or fully used. She came back into the room, with Shay in tow under the excuse that she needed the baby. Her eyes drifted over the man and she sent Shay an "I told you so" look before she looked over to Kyrian who looked like someone had pissed in his cheerios. A smirk crossed her face for a second - he could be such a guy sometimes. He could look twice at a girl without thinking anything of it but if she cast a long glance at someone other then him he set off to pouting. She slipped past the pair of men in the living room to come up next to him at the bar. Her hand snuck out to wrap around his beer and she stole it in a quick moment, downing a good portion before she set it down again. "Figure if you're sick, you probably had it yesterday and if I didn't get it from you yesterday I am sure as hell not going to get it from drinking after you." She smirked, talking of their pretty intense make out session the night before. "If you're sick you should be in bed, you know. Thats what sick people do. They sleep. Makes them not sick which is generally the goal of most sick people." She swallowed a little as she looked up at the man, suddenly feeling a bit self conscious in her sweats and t-shirt but she hadn't quite felt up to really doing much with herself yet. Her hand went to her hair, pushing it back out of her face and then she quickly redid her pony tail which had been loose and messy. "Um, hello." She smiled, as impressed by Haylie at the looks of the man but her attention was stolen as Chase whimpered and squirmed a little, making her go to her husband to take him. "Think he's hungry." She murmured, looking up at Remy with a smile before she looked back to the man who was suddenly speaking. With all the women in the room, his southern manners had him taking off his hat and holding it in front of him, one set of fingers wrapped firmly at his rest as he stood - in all his glory - in a posture that looked strangely like 'at attention'. Old habits died hard. "Your son is quite the handsome boy, ma'am." He stated with a smile and a nod, not playing the games he had with Haylie with this tiny sprite of a girly mostly just because it wasn't a good idea to flirt with the guy who might hire you's wife - not out of any sense of morality because she was married because really, hell, put a few drinks in him and that most likely wouldn't stop him.

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