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Post by Meadowlark on Jan 25, 2011 16:24:20 GMT -8
After the briefest hesitation he nodded, offering it to her.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Jan 25, 2011 16:26:33 GMT -8
She very gently took it, turning it over a couple times, considering it. "You have quite the eye for these things," she said finally. "It should be quite lovely when finished," she said, handing it back to him.
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Post by Meadowlark on Jan 25, 2011 16:28:08 GMT -8
He offered a bit of a smile at that, returning the carving to his pocket. "Thanks." He glanced around. "Say, you interested in a cuppa coffee, it's a bit cold out."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Jan 25, 2011 16:30:21 GMT -8
Clara blinked rapidly at him for a moment before shrugging. "It wouldn't go amiss," she said finally.
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Post by Meadowlark on Jan 25, 2011 16:34:26 GMT -8
Jer finally processed what he'd said, realizing there wasn't any way to justify it. But it was damn cold. Days like this he wondered if leaving Atlanta had been such a good plan. He offered another brief smile, nodding down up the street. "Decent little cafe up about a block."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Jan 25, 2011 16:38:20 GMT -8
She blinked at him a moment more before shrugging again. "Alright," she said.
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Post by Meadowlark on Jan 25, 2011 16:41:54 GMT -8
He glanced at her before starting up the street, leaving it up to her to come or not, knowing how odd it was to have asked in the first place.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Jan 25, 2011 16:43:05 GMT -8
She remained where she was for a moment before shrugging and following. She had been bored after all, and it gave her something to do.
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Post by Meadowlark on Jan 25, 2011 16:43:52 GMT -8
He glanced at her. "Y' from around 'ere?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Jan 25, 2011 16:47:24 GMT -8
She shook her head. "No. Though, my accent hardly gives that away." She paused, but the carving had put her in a reflective mood. "I was raised in Europe."
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Post by Meadowlark on Jan 25, 2011 16:55:01 GMT -8
Jerrie's brow rose at that. "What brought y' 'ere then, if y' don' mind m'asking."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Jan 25, 2011 16:57:22 GMT -8
She couldn't decide if she minded or not, and settled for shrugging and finally answering with, "After the war, I wasn't so enamored with the place anymore."
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Post by Meadowlark on Jan 25, 2011 16:58:52 GMT -8
He nodded slightly, "Makes sense I s'ppose."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Jan 25, 2011 17:07:56 GMT -8
She glanced away, walking for a bit in silence. "Well, why did you come here then?" she asked. Turnabout was fair play.
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Post by Meadowlark on Jan 25, 2011 17:11:37 GMT -8
"Couldn' stay where I was, trouble with th' locals." He answered.
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