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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Jun 11, 2007 19:27:51 GMT
Megan sat down at the bar, managed to steal another mug of rum and looked around the place. It was pretty crowded actually.. When I spotted something yellow my eyes widen a little. Was that her ? please not "F*ck" I muttered when I recognized my mother :-\
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Post by Devyn on Jun 19, 2007 4:32:28 GMT
Vega was sitting in the chair with her arms crossed over her chest, looking somewhat pouty-- but much more drunk. "Am I tha' bad o' a dancer, tha' ye gotta dance wit' the whore 'stead?" She slurred and leaned back in the chair, feeling it actually tilt up off the ground and her head swimming of alcohol at the same time.
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Post by Hannah on Jun 19, 2007 7:38:36 GMT
Will leaned against the table next to Vega, grinning at the slurring in her voice. "You are a lovely dancer." He asured her with a smirk.
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Jun 19, 2007 8:31:39 GMT
Megan rolled her eyes, finding Vega extremely pathetic.
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Post by Devyn on Jun 19, 2007 14:11:08 GMT
Vega watched him through narrowed eyes, trying to figure out if he was just saying that or what. "...Okay...." She finally agreed, uncrossing her arms and pushing back her hair behind her ears, rubbing her hand against the sweaty bandanna on her forehead.
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Post by Hannah on Jun 19, 2007 14:19:49 GMT
Will flashed her a grin "Want to dance again, melady?"
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Post by Devyn on Jun 19, 2007 14:22:06 GMT
Vega glanced up at him and smiled slyly. "I dun think I can even stand up, Will Turner.... sorry to dissappoint ya'."
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Jun 19, 2007 14:23:31 GMT
"Maybe we should all just ge' some sleep an' wait till the next day comes so we can leave this bloody place" I suggest
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Post by Hannah on Jun 19, 2007 14:23:34 GMT
"Oh, but I'd make sure you wouldn't fall.. ye wanna sleep here on the floor then?" Will smirked
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Post by Devyn on Jun 19, 2007 14:26:28 GMT
Vega pointed towards Megan slightly... or towards on of the six Megan's she saw. "She's right..." She winced slightly as if it pained her to admit that, "We should get sleep. We'll leave tomorro'."
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