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Sep. 1st, 2005 02:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Chris walks down the hall towards Jack's room.

She's wearing a beaded green dress, she's not sure why the bar gave her this to wear but it's pretty if far more dressy than her everyday attire.
The bar gave her heels and earrings to go with, completing the outfit.
She reaches his door and knocks, a small smile on her face. Maybe Jack would be in a suit and this was the bar's way of getting them on a date.

She's wearing a beaded green dress, she's not sure why the bar gave her this to wear but it's pretty if far more dressy than her everyday attire.
The bar gave her heels and earrings to go with, completing the outfit.
She reaches his door and knocks, a small smile on her face. Maybe Jack would be in a suit and this was the bar's way of getting them on a date.
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Date: 2005-09-04 02:14 am (UTC)He lets go of her wrist but doesn't move away and his face is livid with anger. 'So I killed him. Its time everyone got over it.'
Ramon has no idea whether any of this is accurate and doesn't care. If no one gave them a hard time about the relationship in the past but now Chris thinks they've been talking about it behind her back, so much the better.
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Date: 2005-09-04 02:22 am (UTC)"They should get over it? They should just get over it?"
She pushes him with both of her hands before getting to her feet and turning to face him.
"Are you fucking kidding me with this?"
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Date: 2005-09-04 02:40 am (UTC)He stares into her face with a look of contempt. 'It's not worth it. Get over it or get out of my life.'
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Date: 2005-09-04 02:49 am (UTC)"Fuck you, Jack! How's that for your answer!"
Chris pushes past him, heading towards the door.
"I can't even believe this," she mutters. Her nerves still raw, she's now trembling with anger.
She has half a mind to hit him again.
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Date: 2005-09-04 02:58 am (UTC)'You fucking bitch!'
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Date: 2005-09-04 03:13 am (UTC)But her body is moving on instinct.
Her hand balls into a fist and she lands a quick right cross to his throat. This is followed up with a knee to the groin.
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Date: 2005-09-04 03:44 am (UTC)It's enough to knock the wind out of his sails and he crouches to the floor, hand tensing into a fist and then releasing, in a quiet internal struggle to manage the pain. And when he's got it under control, he looks up at her with stormy blue eyes and an expression that could kill...but he doesn't shout, instead his voice is quiet and laden with menace.
'Get out. And never come near me again, you understand?'
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Date: 2005-09-04 03:55 am (UTC)"I won't."
Chris half-runs out of the room and down the hall towards her own room. When she gets inside she locks the door and crumples into the nearest chair, her heart pounding and her whole body shaking.
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Date: 2005-09-04 04:01 am (UTC)Can't fix it if she doesn't come near you Jack! Such a shame...