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Post by twins on Feb 17, 2007 12:51:28 GMT -5
Phillip used the keys he'd been given to open the library up. He walked in, and pulled back the shutters so there'd be light. He scanned the large, musty smelling room with dim purple eyes before making his way over to the front desk. Just a lamp, a little slot for book returns, some papers, pencils, scissors, all the usal stuff.
"Great." He muttered as he sat at the large, leather chair behind the counter. He wore black jeans and a striped black and grey button up shirt over a black one. His hair, as usual fell across his face, covering all except his nose and down. He put his elbows of the mini desk behind the counter, and leaned his head on his hands. What have I gotten myself into?
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Post by Jo Anne Parker on Feb 17, 2007 17:55:22 GMT -5
Jo walked into the library and saw a brownhead poking up from the counter. A sly smile appeared on her lips as she walked over to the counter. "Hello handsome. Can I get some books?" She asked, her voice ringing with laughter.
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Post by twins on Feb 19, 2007 21:10:10 GMT -5
Phillip's head shot up, and he gaped stupidly at the sight of Jo.
"J--J--J-Jo?" He asked, stuttering like a moron and making himself blush. He stood from the desk so abruptly, the chair he'd been sitting in flipped onto his back with a crash. He cringed, but thought it wouldn't matter since they were the only ones in the library. he blinked at ehr before asking,
"What are you doing here?"
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Post by Jo Anne Parker on Feb 19, 2007 21:31:22 GMT -5
Jo walked up to Phillip, getting close and looked up at him with a sly smile. She gently placed a hand on his chest. "I'm here to be with you." Her voice was low and seductive, and she stood a little taller, as if coming in for a kiss. Her hand then clenched into a fist, and she punched Phillip in the shoulder. "Dumbo! What do you think I'd do, just let you abandon me? No! And I brought our friends." She grinned at him, then looked around the library. "Nice hell hole."
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Post by twins on Feb 19, 2007 21:46:17 GMT -5
Phillip's hair had stood on the back of his neck as she'd put her hand on his chest and whispered. He'd been mentally crying for a savior, and was overwhelmed with joy to learn she was just kidding. Or was she....
"Thanks." He shrugged, scrathing a rather annoying ith in his neck. He looked her over, though behind hi wall hair, and smiled to himself. Still Jo. "When are we going to practice?" he asked her, picking up the chair that had fallen.
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Post by Jo Anne Parker on Feb 21, 2007 17:58:47 GMT -5
Jo shrugged and flopped down into the chair once it was upright. She grinned and looked up at him."I brought the band." She told him slowly, waiting for the scolding that she suspeected would follow. She fingered her spiked bracelet that was on her wrist, not looking up at him.
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Post by twins on Mar 4, 2007 18:38:46 GMT -5
Phillip's eyes widened, and he groaned childishly.
"You didn't." He protested, though he knew it was true. He leaned against the chair and buried his face into it. "Nooooo..." He groaned.
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