Grace vaguely registered the sound of the man yelling in surprise and pain as Skarr casually tossed him over his shoulder. She hadn’t even realized she was being bothered since she was so involved with her own thoughts so her rescue had gone unnoticed as she merely smiled when the smell of the fruits sat in front of her reached her nose. “Thanks so much Skarr.” Reaching out, she ran her fingers over the various colorful fruits, recognizing them by their size and shape until she landed on what she had been searching for. “Oh! Cherries!” She piped happily, grabbing a few off the platter and popping one in her mouth then flicking the stem to the other side of the booth, hoping she hit Skarr and didn’t severly miss and smack some other poor unfortunate in the bar. Well, the bit of teasing was a start at trying to make him feel better.
Once again reaching forward carefully, making sure to be cautious of anything that might spill or break should she knock it over, she found a very small glass of what she assumed was water and pulled it to her. “So did I hit you with the stem?” Giggling, she drank the so-called water back only to discover it was a jello shot and spluttered making a sour face at the unexpected taste. “ACK! What WAS that?!” Scrunching her nose, she decided the fruity part of the taste wasn’t so bad but the lingering taste of the alcohol is what bothered her so she reached forward grabbing another glass to wash it away then all but flailed as she soon realized after downing it, that it was also a shot. “CURSE MY BLINDNESS! Why didn’t I smell it before hand?! Ah!” She proclaimed overdramatically as she popped another cherry in her mouth to ease the taste of the alcohol away.
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by Seraph on Mon Jun 20, 2011 12:32 am
“Thanks so much Skarr.”
"You're welcome." Skarr responded, sitting down across from her, he lay the tray between them on the table. Sitting there he didn't say much, all he could really do was sit there and wonder why Grace was being so fond and endearing to him. What changed? He didn't mind the fact she had, as he figured, warmed up to him. But he wanted an explanation as to why, she warmed up to him so brusquely-like. In fact, just a few short days ago, she was calling him an idiot how much a pig he was for slapping her rear end.
“Oh! Cherries!” She piped happily, grabbing a few off the platter and popping one in her mouth then flicking the stem to the other side of the booth, hoping she hit Skarr and didn’t severly miss and smack some other poor unfortunate in the bar. Well, the bit of teasing was a start at trying to make him feel better.
Taking a drink of his Tequila, he stopped when he felt something light strike him between the eyes along his forehead. Setting the glass down slowly, and half empty now. He plucked the stem from between his eyebrows, along the more scared features of his face. He blinked and rolled the stem back and forth between his two fingers. He began to chuckle in honest to goodness jovial cheer. He flicked the stem past her then took up his glass once again. But as he was about to lift it she questioned him before eating one of the jello shots.
So did I hit you with the stem?” Giggling, she drank the so-called water back only to discover it was a jello shot and spluttered making a sour face at the unexpected taste. “ACK! What WAS that?!”
" 6 ounces Jello, 16 ounces of boiling hot water, 6 ounces of cold water and 10 ounces of vodka." Skarr said after setting his now empty glass of tequila only after a 'tsk' with his tongue against the roof of his mouth and a final 'ah' of satisfaction. With the liquid courage in him, he reached across with both hands and held her hands in his, looking down at the table searching for the right words to say what he wanted to say. He looked up into her distant glazed eyes.
"Grace...I wanna, tell you something I been meaning to tell ya a while now. Just been too much of a coward to get the words out of my throat. I just wanna say that whenever I'm around you...all this, the desert sand and heat and this desolate world where dreams, well they run dry more often than they don't...I ain't the best man for ya...but I love those eyes of yours, they might not be able to see the things I do..but I'm sure they see a beautiful place in a time long ago. Grace, you make me feellike I ain't been wandering this world for nothin'. I love ya Grace, I love ya alot."
"You're welcome." Skarr responded, sitting down across from her, he lay the tray between them on the table. Sitting there he didn't say much, all he could really do was sit there and wonder why Grace was being so fond and endearing to him. What changed? He didn't mind the fact she had, as he figured, warmed up to him. But he wanted an explanation as to why, she warmed up to him so brusquely-like. In fact, just a few short days ago, she was calling him an idiot how much a pig he was for slapping her rear end.
“Oh! Cherries!” She piped happily, grabbing a few off the platter and popping one in her mouth then flicking the stem to the other side of the booth, hoping she hit Skarr and didn’t severly miss and smack some other poor unfortunate in the bar. Well, the bit of teasing was a start at trying to make him feel better.
Taking a drink of his Tequila, he stopped when he felt something light strike him between the eyes along his forehead. Setting the glass down slowly, and half empty now. He plucked the stem from between his eyebrows, along the more scared features of his face. He blinked and rolled the stem back and forth between his two fingers. He began to chuckle in honest to goodness jovial cheer. He flicked the stem past her then took up his glass once again. But as he was about to lift it she questioned him before eating one of the jello shots.
So did I hit you with the stem?” Giggling, she drank the so-called water back only to discover it was a jello shot and spluttered making a sour face at the unexpected taste. “ACK! What WAS that?!”
" 6 ounces Jello, 16 ounces of boiling hot water, 6 ounces of cold water and 10 ounces of vodka." Skarr said after setting his now empty glass of tequila only after a 'tsk' with his tongue against the roof of his mouth and a final 'ah' of satisfaction. With the liquid courage in him, he reached across with both hands and held her hands in his, looking down at the table searching for the right words to say what he wanted to say. He looked up into her distant glazed eyes.
"Grace...I wanna, tell you something I been meaning to tell ya a while now. Just been too much of a coward to get the words out of my throat. I just wanna say that whenever I'm around you...all this, the desert sand and heat and this desolate world where dreams, well they run dry more often than they don't...I ain't the best man for ya...but I love those eyes of yours, they might not be able to see the things I do..but I'm sure they see a beautiful place in a time long ago. Grace, you make me feellike I ain't been wandering this world for nothin'. I love ya Grace, I love ya alot."
"We are not enemies, but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained, it must not break our bonds of affection. The mystic chords of memory will swell when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature.'Abraham Lincoln
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