DesertPirate
Sailing from the desert
- Joined
- Mar 20, 2006
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Get bent, poodle-head.
I wasn't coming after you
I was just sharpening something
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Get bent, poodle-head.
I like my "pesky" characters. They help me write the story.
I saved the recipe. Love me some salmon.
Hi, Angel.
*stands up and shakes wings off*[/I]
*picks wings up and offers to glue them back on*
I'm turning in for the night. Have a trip planned to the Caerleon Roman amphitheatre for tomorrow, to have a look around and see the Roman re-enactors display. Via plenty of traffic lights for Son'n'Heir (it's his current fascination - that, and lifts).
See the kind of trouble my pesky characters get into? (this is from Brick's POV)
“Niko,” the other woman said, “I promised her. I’ll explain it all to you later, but right now we have to help. I owe her that much.”
Brick almost laughed out loud when Niko cursed, then capitulated. He thought the man a weak fool for going to all this trouble over a woman. The only thing that kept the laughter in check was a pair of bright green eyes that smiled so sweetly. He was starting to understand Pavli’s need to keep his wife happy.
“Which way?” Niko growled.
“We have to go down,” the angel said. “They keep him in the lab downstairs. I hope he’s still there.”
“We’ll find him, honey,” the other woman said. “You sure you’re okay?”
It took a moment for Brick to realize she had directed her question at him. He grunted and waved her on, taking a moment to make sure the angel was where he could keep an eye on her—and keep her safe when the time came. There was something about her, a gentleness that he’d never known. Most women looked on him with fear, but this one had no problem meeting his eyes. She showed real concern for him, stopping every few minutes to check the amount of blood on his bandage.
Shaking his head, he tried to clear his mind. He didn’t have time to think about the petal soft fingers that touched him from time to time, or the way her curls danced around her face like a hundred butterflies. He had to stop looking at the light in her eyes and the dimple on the left side of her mouth that showed when she smiled. Focus, he told himself.
I wasn't coming after you
I was just sharpening something
*picks wings up and offers to glue them back on*
I'm turning in for the night. Have a trip planned to the Caerleon Roman amphitheatre for tomorrow, to have a look around and see the Roman re-enactors display. Via plenty of traffic lights for Son'n'Heir (it's his current fascination - that, and lifts).
I would love to read the whole chapter
Hello, naked people.
Excuse the bleary eyes. I lay down at 6 for a 'cat nap' and just woke up. Bad kitty.
That's from chapter 13. I just submitted 12. Should be out in a couple of days.
For shame...
How ya doin', Di?
Well, I haven't been nearly as productive as you, Molly! Although I did write a business plan today....that's fiction, right?
In any case, between the writing, the heat and the errands I did after work, I was tired enough to put my feet up before dinner...
Did Bear say we're having salmon?
Oh, wanna see my new shoes! http://shop.crocs.com/pc-2005-4-ginger.aspx?navcategories=3,128
I dunno, when I hear the term "work shoe" I always envision steel toes and padding around the ankle.
Ugh. Sounds ugly.
I dunno, when I hear the term "work shoe" I always envision steel toes and padding around the ankle.
You gotta love a nice maryjane.
Hi Everybody
I never said they were a fashion statement. They're just for protecting your feet when you're working.
Trust me, Bear, these will be better for the work I do than steel toes....
Yes, you really do. I have a lovely swishy skirt with a crinoline to wear with them, too!
Hi, babe.
Yeah, if you're a lumber jack.
Men have no clue about women's fashion.
Women's fashion? Heck, I have only the most minimal connection with men's fashion. Does it sort of fit? Is it comfortable? I'll wear it.
Well, I haven't been nearly as productive as you, Molly! Although I did write a business plan today....that's fiction, right?
In any case, between the writing, the heat and the errands I did after work, I was tired enough to put my feet up before dinner...
Did Bear say we're having salmon?
Oh, wanna see my new shoes! http://shop.crocs.com/pc-2005-4-ginger.aspx?navcategories=3,128
to Nero. How ya doing?Hi Everybody
I never said they were a fashion statement. They're just for protecting your feet when you're working.
Women's fashion? Heck, I have only the most minimal connection with men's fashion. Does it sort of fit? Is it comfortable? I'll wear it.
Hi Darlin'
How was the day home alone? Get much done?