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Post by Noa Clarke on May 20, 2012 4:21:12 GMT
"Thank you, I appreciate that," she told Jane.
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Post by Jane Morgan on May 20, 2012 4:33:31 GMT
Jane shrugged. "You should be hearing it."
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Post by Noa Clarke on May 20, 2012 4:34:12 GMT
"You're rather nice, seeing as we've just met," she said.
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Post by Jane Morgan on May 20, 2012 4:35:55 GMT
"No, you have talent." She told her.
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Post by Noa Clarke on May 20, 2012 4:36:52 GMT
"I appreciate that," she said, "If only other people could see that..."
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Post by Jane Morgan on May 20, 2012 4:40:25 GMT
"Can I sit here?" She asked, as her drink and muffin arrived.
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Post by Noa Clarke on May 20, 2012 4:41:29 GMT
"Yeah, sure," she said, taking her sketchbook back and opening her bag. She smashed the Zecter down with it, sealing it again.
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Post by Jane Morgan on May 20, 2012 4:57:09 GMT
Jane nodded to the waitress and sat down in front of her, taking a sip from her coffee.
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Post by Noa Clarke on May 20, 2012 4:58:18 GMT
Noa didn't know what to say. She took a sip of her drink.
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Post by Jane Morgan on May 20, 2012 5:21:34 GMT
Jane was quiet for a moment too, taking a moment to eat.
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Post by Noa Clarke on May 20, 2012 5:52:42 GMT
Her ringtone went off, playing out "Fighting the Nights" by Jack Wagner. She answered the phone, "Hello?" She listened, "But you can't do that! No, I still have time!" But she was cut off and they hung up on her. |
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Post by Jane Morgan on May 20, 2012 6:06:44 GMT
"Everything okay?" Jane asked.
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Post by Mamoru Miyano on May 20, 2012 7:01:39 GMT
Mamoru blinked seeing the zector a moment, "That machine...I've seen it before. Dragblacker, keep an eye on them, try to tell if it is one of those insect robots." Mamoru muttered to his side as Dragblacker moved along the windows and stopped by the window closest to the women to watch them with its red glare.
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Post by Noa Clarke on May 20, 2012 15:02:13 GMT
"Apparently I need to pay my rent by the end of the week now, instead of having two weeks," she muttered.
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Post by Jane Morgan on May 21, 2012 3:53:39 GMT
Jane opened her mouth and closed it again. She would have given her some financial help, but she was still mostly a stranger...
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