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Waiting
Apr 28, 2005 18:13:27 GMT -5
Post by Phoenix on Apr 28, 2005 18:13:27 GMT -5
After sending a telepathic message to Logan, Jean stood at the front door, hair loose and tumbling over her shoulders, bared by the off-the-shoulder stylish black top she wore, paired with the womens style black dresspants. Simple and elegant, she fingered one of her silver hoop earings, mind somewhere else, eyes worried.
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Waiting
Apr 28, 2005 21:56:38 GMT -5
Post by Wolverine on Apr 28, 2005 21:56:38 GMT -5
"You rang?" Logan had managed to sneak up on her ( and I just lost my train of thought). He was wearing what was too be expected of him, although, his hair had clearly been washed since it was slicked back and the drier bits of it were starting to stick out.
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Waiting
Apr 29, 2005 17:33:20 GMT -5
Post by Phoenix on Apr 29, 2005 17:33:20 GMT -5
Throwing her hands up she spun around, a broad smile quickly replacing the worried look. "Ah... You little..." Her tone was happy and joking, not matching her words. Putting the raised arms around Logan's neck, she gave him a gentle kiss. "You ready to go where the wind blows?"
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Apr 29, 2005 22:27:04 GMT -5
Post by Wolverine on Apr 29, 2005 22:27:04 GMT -5
"Let's not take that literally, shall we? It's been my experiance that that's not the wisest thing to do."
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Waiting
Sept 14, 2005 19:43:41 GMT -5
Post by Phoenix on Sept 14, 2005 19:43:41 GMT -5
"Then how about we discuss our future destination over dinner at [Insert name here]?" She gave a sly smile, grabbing her jacket and logans hand gently at the same time.
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Waiting
Sept 15, 2005 18:20:50 GMT -5
Post by Wolverine on Sept 15, 2005 18:20:50 GMT -5
(AMY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
"Sounds like a plan to me," Logan said with a smirk. "My truck or your car?"
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Sept 15, 2005 18:27:04 GMT -5
Post by Phoenix on Sept 15, 2005 18:27:04 GMT -5
Crinkling the edges of her eyes, apparently in thought, and secretly wishing they could just fly there, she answered, "My car. Its been deprived of attention." Opening the door they exited to the long driveway, where amazingly enough her car was already parked, and the engine running.
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Sept 15, 2005 18:33:20 GMT -5
Post by Wolverine on Sept 15, 2005 18:33:20 GMT -5
"You're just on top of things today, aren't you?" Logan looked overly pleased, at least by his standards anyway.
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Sept 15, 2005 22:18:04 GMT -5
Post by Phoenix on Sept 15, 2005 22:18:04 GMT -5
"Well, lets see... She climbed in, looking pleased herself. "Reservations, check. Date, check. I love a little orderly chaos." Placing her hands gently on the steering wheel she took off, tires screeching quite a bit, grinning at Logan before turning onto the road and slowing slightly. Turning her face to the road, the blinking, muted city lights ahead of them stood out against a darkening sky, shining their reflections on the polished surface of her car and shadows on their faces.
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Waiting
Sept 16, 2005 18:47:16 GMT -5
Post by Wolverine on Sept 16, 2005 18:47:16 GMT -5
Logan was looking out the window. He glanced at Jean for a moment, "I never really noticed how pretty it is out here at night."
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Sept 16, 2005 18:50:48 GMT -5
Post by Phoenix on Sept 16, 2005 18:50:48 GMT -5
Tilting her head, without taking her eyes from the road, she murmered, partly to herself, "Its like the stars fell." She added, more clearly, "It's very beautiful flying too." Yet another short pause. "I'm going to convince you to come flying with me one day."
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Sept 16, 2005 18:55:20 GMT -5
Post by Wolverine on Sept 16, 2005 18:55:20 GMT -5
"Thanks but no," Logan gave her a playful glare. "You know exactly how I feel about flying. It's not natural." (why does that look so weird? how do you spell natural anyway? Is that one of those words I've been spelling wrong all my life and no one's bothered to tell me?)
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Sept 16, 2005 19:01:16 GMT -5
Post by Phoenix on Sept 16, 2005 19:01:16 GMT -5
"I know, I know." She sent her own playful glare back. As they entered the city, she ignored the persisting little voice in her mind to just grab Logan and... No. Focus. No flying, no TK, no... Logan. Your in public. Sort of. "We should be getting somewhat close to it..." (To the city??)
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Waiting
Sept 16, 2005 22:45:17 GMT -5
Post by Wolverine on Sept 16, 2005 22:45:17 GMT -5
(Quickly to the Angel-Mobile away! Or rather the Pheonix-mobile...)
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