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Post by Birkin on Feb 25, 2010 23:01:29 GMT -5
Faye glanced up at the Overseer, giving him a shaky grin, still struggling slightly to breath. "I guess I could borrow your gas mask until I get a paper bag, yes. Thanks..." she trailed off again, wheezing, then struggled to her feet, hobbling over to the Overseer, slightly curious what he would look like under the mask.
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"Kyaa, oh no, you won't win!"
Jake snickered, easily catching up to the squealing Mia, who was pulling up her towel. Grinning, he swooped Mia up, and spun her around a few times in his arms before setting her down and leaning against the wall, dizzy and laughing.
"I think I've won, already. You're losing your towel, you can't run like that..."
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Post by Ren on Feb 26, 2010 1:01:27 GMT -5
Mia almost shrieked as Jake picked up her and spun her around. After a few twirls, he set her down and leaned against the wall, laughing. Still clutching her towel, she spun once more involuntarily and then stumbled forward, lightly colliding with him.
"That isn't fair," she said, forehead directly against his chest, voice slightly muffled. "There's no way I can pick you up! You cheated," she giggled. Using one hand to hold her towel in place, she lightly slid her other hand to rest on the back of his shoulder. "Cheater, cheater, cheater," she chanted jokingly.
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Post by Mike McManus on Feb 26, 2010 6:10:49 GMT -5
Mike physically took a step back at Kate's words and considered them for a second. Then he folded his powerful arms across his chest and thought to himself, "Hmm...So guy rolls up here and sits outside smoking cigs claiming he is the man with the master plan while ignoring us for a while. I still can't help but think he doesn't has our best interests at heart. Or, maybe the Irish blood in me is just rubbed the wrong way by the Scot..."
He grinned and nodded at the last thought. Mike wasn't overly poud of his Irish bloodline as he was, above all else, a American. He has no trace of accent due to his family being in America for several generations but he took his humor where he could. About the only thing Irish in him was his last name.
"Yeah, Smokey, lets see whats under the tarp..."
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Post by Andrew/Crystal on Feb 26, 2010 9:17:37 GMT -5
Gavin's face twisted in pain. Faye had always been able to do something when he was sick and now that she was in pain. He was useless. As she took the gas mask he ran into the kitchen tearing through cabinets for a paper bag. It must've been the 4th cabinet where he found a slightly crumpled paper bag. He looked at it and looked inside the cabinet.
They were dusty. Very dusty in fact. He wiped off the dust from the paper bag and wondered.
'How long was David's family gone from this place?' He shook his head and walked back in.
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Post by Birkin on Feb 26, 2010 10:04:10 GMT -5
"Cheater, cheater, cheater,"
Jake blushed lightly as Mia's forehead connected with his chest. He could feel her breath on him, and his blush deepened. "I'm NOT a cheater!" he said, somewhat indignantly. "It's not my fault you're so slow and light," he teased, "nor is it my fault I'm heavier than you, I am the man here, obviously."
He brushed his fingers through Mia's short, black hair, laughing quietly.
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Post by Ren on Feb 26, 2010 10:24:52 GMT -5
"Yeah, that's true..." Mia said, smiling as he ran his fingers through her hair. "But I'm not slow, I'm just wearing a towel." She looked up at him, smirking. "But technically, the race was to the bathroom; you're not in the bathroom yet, so you haven't won." She began leaning toward the bathroom slightly. She slid the hand that was on the back of his shoulder around to his chest, her fingers tracing his collarbone. "So what'll it be, then, eh?" She blinked. That phrase sounded slightly familiar.
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Post by Birkin on Feb 26, 2010 16:57:36 GMT -5
Jake's shoulder's tensed as Mia's fingers trailed over his collarbone , and he raised his eyebrows, his expression trepidatious. He blinked at Mia a few times, his face red, but then he grinned cockily. "I like to let ladies choose first," he teased, winking, "Makes me seem like more of a gentleman that way..."
He smirked boyishly at her, wrapping an arm around her back without warning and pulling her closer.
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Post by Ren on Feb 26, 2010 17:12:52 GMT -5
Mia gasped a little as Jake pulled her closer to him. "A gentleman, huh?" she said, eyes mischievous. She winked back at him. "So you're a gentleman now?" Without waiting for an answer she leaned up and kissed him, gently pressing her body against his and running her fingers on her free hand through his hair.
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Post by Birkin on Feb 26, 2010 17:26:55 GMT -5
Jake's eyes widened a bit as Mia's lips met his own, and it was a few seconds before he got a grip on himself and angled his head downwards, returning the kiss. He pulled back, then smirked, trying to keep his face serious. "Of course I'm a gentleman, what would lead you to believe otherwise..." As he spoke, he slid one hand up her back until his fingers were tangled in her hair, pulling her close again to kiss her briefly, and slid the other one down a few inches, resting it right above Mia's butt, a challenging grin on his face.
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Post by Ren on Feb 26, 2010 17:35:55 GMT -5
"Stuff like that," she said, grinning back at him and raising an eyebrow. "Next thing I know you'll be trying to pull the towel away." She leaned against him again and tilted his head back slightly, raising her head and kissing him gently directly below his chin. As she pulled away she rested her head against his shoulder, her fingers still running lightly through his hair.
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Post by Birkin on Feb 26, 2010 18:04:21 GMT -5
"Oh, stuff like THAT...I see what you mean now." Jake blushed a bit as Mia kissed right below his chin, then laid her head on his shoulder. He could feel her fingers in his hair. Laughter rumbled in his throat, and he suddenly leaned down, and lightly nipped Mia's neck, knowing it would surprise her because she couldn't see him. Pulling his head away from her neck, Jake said in a low whisper, "Nah, I'll let you get that towel off on your own..."
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Post by Andrew/Crystal on Feb 26, 2010 18:08:17 GMT -5
Gavin took a few seconds to dust off the bag a bit more. He didn't want to hurt her breathing more. Finally he entered and Gave Faye the slightly dusty bag. His face again twisted in pain.
'Come on Faye, get better.' he thought. He didn't know what to do as he saw her breathing into the bag. So he just stood there watching her. 'Come on'
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Post by Birkin on Feb 26, 2010 18:11:19 GMT -5
Faye traded out the Overseer's gas mask for the paper bag, breathing in and out of it. She could feel the warm air she was breathing in working, calming her lungs down and forcing her to take proper and even breaths. Looking up at Gavin, she gave him a nod of thanks, fighting for full control of her lungs.
Eventually she felt that she could pull the bag away from her mouth, and she did so, smiling at Gavin, then looking around at everyone else. She was still a bit out of breath, but it would pass quickly.
"Thanks, Gavin," she said, then added, "And sorry for scaring you guys. My asthma decides to kick in at random moments..." she trailed off, looking down at the bag she was twisting in her hands, somewhat embarrassed by her poor health.
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Post by Andrew/Crystal on Feb 26, 2010 18:20:06 GMT -5
Gavin sighed in relief. She was okay. He was so happy he didn't even think of what he was doing. He pulled her into a hug kissing her forehead.
"Had me worried sick......well I've gotten sick a lot so we're even." he said not meeting her eyes. He had become embarrassed after soon realizing what he'd done in front of the Overseer man.
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Post by Ren on Feb 26, 2010 20:24:00 GMT -5
Mia heard him laugh slightly, then to her surprise he leaned down and bit her gently on the neck. It gave her such a sudden rush it almost made her dizzy. She heard him whisper "Nah, I'll let you get that towel off on your own..." in her ear and blushed harder. She lifted her head off his shoulder and kissed him on the lips again, briefly. "I think I can handle that," she said quietly, smiling up at him. "Now...shall we investigate?" she motioned towards the bathroom.
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