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Date Posted: 11:03:16 07/07/09 Tue
Author: Midori
Subject: Life I Live
In reply to: Max 's message, "` horseshoes and handgrenades" on 00:44:41 07/07/09 Tue

She slowly shook her black curls. "Really?" No one had ever really liked her name before, like she said it was definatly a name not many had ever heard before and not one that everyone was leaping to name their kids after. The wind blew a few stray strands of hair into her eyes but with a soft hand she pushed back a few, leaving a few behind. It wasn't worth all the effort. Her lavender eyes once again took in his form scanning him over before she caught herself and once again inwardly scolded herself. This man had just wanted some aspirin and was just trying to start up a casual conversation and she was just letting her mind wander thinking about how attracitve he looked. She smiled at his next comment. "Nothing? Normally black eyes prove to be a little bit more than nothing Max." Her smile was genuine and gorgeous and she laughed again, the melodious sound filling the night air. As he pulled out the cigarettes, she smiled and thanking him took one. She wasn't a heavy smoker, but one cigarette every few months never hurt anyone. As she waited for the lighter the words of his next question floated through the air landing on delicate ears. She hesitated slightly as she saw his eyes glance to the small bulge where her holster was on her jeans. Whenever she was asked what she did she was always nervous about how people would react. Many men had either laughed and told her to stop kidding around with them, or had been intimidated and a few seconds later would find some reason to leave, never to be heard from again. She slowly bit her bottom lip before carefully answering his question.It was a habit of hers when she was nervous. "Okay, don't freak out...alright? Um, I'm actually...well... a cop of sorts.Not like a narcotics cop, or patrolman either. More like an....agent." She looked back up at him with her lovely lavender eyes afraid that when she looked up he would be taking off down the street.

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