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Date Posted: 13:14:47 07/08/09 Wed
Author: Max
Subject: ` horseshoes and handgrenades
In reply to: Midori 's message, "The Life I Live" on 12:49:05 07/08/09 Wed

(ooc: bleh, too lazy to do the html now. The pic looks awesome so far! <3 she's really pretty, lol. I replied to the den post a few minutes ago. =) I also changed the colours a bit, hope you don't mind. XD do you want to carry on roleplaying them in the pub/cafe in this thread or do you want us to move the thread somewhere else?)

"No man, you look fine." he smiled. Understatement of the century?! Though Max felt like tagging her along for a bit, he wasn't going to let her know straight away he thought she was incredibly good-looking, though she probably knew that already.

"You reallly may not wanta stand like that. Its the perfect position for me to cuff you."

"Try me." he said with a laugh, pressing his wrists together and holding them out in front of them for a brief moment before returning his hands to his pockets. He nodded at her suggestion. Coffee sounded like a good idea. "Damn right about that." he breathed, carefully pushing himself away from the lamp post, taking the cigarette stump from between his lips and flicking it off onto the pavement. The wind would probably blow it away or something. He ran a hand through his untidy black hair. "Shall we go?"

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