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nana your business
though, incidentally, Sarissa is also available at this number.
though, incidentally, Sarissa is also available at this number.
no, she tried but the jokes were so bad no one would let her
she's trapped for all eternity in the land of shitty knock knock jokes
she's trapped for all eternity in the land of shitty knock knock jokes
Kind souls that they are.
Technically it's a social text. I was thinking of getting beer and trying not to get in a fight. Want to tag along?
Technically it's a social text. I was thinking of getting beer and trying not to get in a fight. Want to tag along?
[ Texting is kind of a new thing. He spent a lot the turn of the millennium around analogue clocks in a dying business that was being ushered into its grave with digitisation of time. And then not even that. Who wears watches, anymore?
Likewise: being asked out for a beer is a first, enough that his cellphone rests burning in his hands for a few seconds, stared at quizzically, before; ]
Where's the fun in that?
Likewise: being asked out for a beer is a first, enough that his cellphone rests burning in his hands for a few seconds, stared at quizzically, before; ]
Where's the fun in that?
( oh shit he said yes
usually she goes in cocky and over the top and it leads her to an inevitable but very comfortable point of deciding that either the person is humourless and not worth her time, or remembering that she's a dickhead and not worth the other party's time. )
I mean, we could go rob a bank and hijack some cars to spice things up, if its a little lacking.
usually she goes in cocky and over the top and it leads her to an inevitable but very comfortable point of deciding that either the person is humourless and not worth her time, or remembering that she's a dickhead and not worth the other party's time. )
I mean, we could go rob a bank and hijack some cars to spice things up, if its a little lacking.
you're so hard to please. No violence is too tame, felonies are too much. What's a girl to do?
it's like you have standards, or something.
Dunno yet. Thinking about checking out this place near the beach in Heropa. I hear they've got this Cuban style rum bar that's meant to be pretty good.
Dunno yet. Thinking about checking out this place near the beach in Heropa. I hear they've got this Cuban style rum bar that's meant to be pretty good.
we just need brightly coloured shirts, straw hats and cocaine and we'll fit right in.
Nice. In an hour, maybe? Meet you by the beach?
Nice. In an hour, maybe? Meet you by the beach?
I'll try to live with it. Can't promise we won't at least collect an embarrassing hat somewhere along the way.
[ It's getting late by the time Sarissa has made her way to their shared destination to discover that Gabriel is already there. The bar opens out to permit the cooling night air, and he is seated a little precariously on wooden railings that define the edges of the open deck. At 6'2", wolfishly lanky limbed, there's a lot of him to account for, but feet hook in solidly, freeing his hands so that he can fuck around on his phone while he waits.
Defiant in black despite most people's tendency to dress in colours that don't actively absorb the heat, unadorned save for a wrist watch that ticks perfectly on time. He has also achieved some black-rimmed prescription glasses, at least one degree more stylish than the pair he left in another dimension.
He's listening to the oddly soothing sound of pool balls clacking like marble off one another from within, inaudible to those without super-sensitive hearing. ]
Defiant in black despite most people's tendency to dress in colours that don't actively absorb the heat, unadorned save for a wrist watch that ticks perfectly on time. He has also achieved some black-rimmed prescription glasses, at least one degree more stylish than the pair he left in another dimension.
He's listening to the oddly soothing sound of pool balls clacking like marble off one another from within, inaudible to those without super-sensitive hearing. ]
[He'd call because professionalism, or some horse shit, but the handsome homewrecker made it pretty clear he liked text. Will's kind of guy, wow.]
If you still want to give a guy a job, I'd like one.
If you still want to give a guy a job, I'd like one.
[ Interpersonal social contact is gross, what can he say.
And perhaps dishearteningly, there is something of a delay by the time Sylar picks up this thread of continuity after a period of recovery, but pick it up he does. ]
My producers will be glad to have you.
Were you married here? Or from where you came from.
And perhaps dishearteningly, there is something of a delay by the time Sylar picks up this thread of continuity after a period of recovery, but pick it up he does. ]
My producers will be glad to have you.
Were you married here? Or from where you came from.
[It's okay. Will figures he's busy...finding folks to woo or up to criminal mischief. Either way. He's probably doing something Important to him. Or so Will dismisses it as once he considers it's been enough of a delay.]
I am married here and I was married where I came from. So both.
I am married here and I was married where I came from. So both.
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