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Post by danikfrost on Dec 28, 2009 5:04:35 GMT -5
Danika raised her eyes to Jacks. She was open to a new lover, she had had lovers, before her brother locked her. Had she fallen in love with anyone? She couldn't think of anyone that brought her heart to a race, to make her swoon, and giggle like a young girl. She did miss those feelings, they always made her smile at least the thought did.
"I've had lovers, but I haven't fallen in love." She smiled pouring more vodka into her glass. "I miss being in love though." She continued to smile nostalgically it was the romantic in her. "Maybe it's just I have no other but woman's reason... when it comes to love at least. A hopless romantic at heart." She ran her finger over the rim of the cup staring into Jack's golden eyes.
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Post by marshal on Dec 28, 2009 5:13:10 GMT -5
Wayne gave a light smile, He too was a hopeless romantic inside, but it was just because he never worked towards finding the right one for him. Qualities he had eyes on were smart women who seemed funny, and namely a fellow werewolf, he's heard bad stories about mixing the breeds though.
"Well, I do wish you the best of luck trying to find a new love though... Hopefully I'll come across someone by the end of the century" The large man said with a shrug before taking a big swig of his vodka, wincing some to the big gulp.
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Post by danikfrost on Dec 28, 2009 5:47:47 GMT -5
She giggled lightly, she sighed leaning back and crossing her leg. Her foot rested gently against Jack's knee. She smiled coyly at him, with a little playful twinkle in her eye. She couldn't help herself she always loved being a bit of a flirt and she thought he was a strong, and cute. What harm could it do to flirt with the man before her.
"I am in no rush. You can't force it, besides it's fun to do the courtship dance." She replied with a flirty tone to her voice. She did love the dance of courting it changed over the years but she did love it, the more old fashioned the better.
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Post by marshal on Dec 28, 2009 6:03:09 GMT -5
He smirks lightly, exposing those clean pearly whites in the smirk. "Very true that it can be fun... It is always quite relaxing in the end... Not Sure who would think otherwise..."
He said as he sipped from his glass again before pouring just a little bit more into his glass again. He was big with many women back in the early 1900s, though oddly began to slow down after the 40s, right now it was quite seldom that he decided to take a break with others.
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Post by danikfrost on Jan 2, 2010 17:53:53 GMT -5
She did love to flirt and involve herself with love, of both sexes each person brought her something different. Whether it be a one night stand or a long loving relationship. They always taught her something about herself. She never looked down at people who slept around, so long as they knew what that entailed. Sex always bound you to that person in some respect.
"Well you know there are always those feminist shrews." She giggled, she had remembered them, they were always very amusing to her. They were always angry with her for something, if it wasn't that she was to feminine it was she was to scandalous. "They never seem to have any fun. Do you remember your last lover?" Her question was innocent, she was fasincated by Jack.
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Post by marshal on Jan 4, 2010 13:29:19 GMT -5
Wayne listened to her closely, only to smirk lightly as he thought of whom his last lover was. He rubbed his chin lightly before speaking up, "Well, if memory serves me right, it was another werewolfess, I have this tenancy of sticking with my own kind... I think her name was Claire or so... Can't remember... This was back in `87 I think..." he said before taking another good swig of his vodka, now he felt like sipping away at cold beer. "Haven't seen her since then..." he said with a shrug.
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