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Post by Milk on Aug 12, 2010 22:23:31 GMT -5
Georgia huffed as she was rudely shoved out of a club. "I'll find out!" she snapped at the bouncers as they slammed the door in her face. She scowled and limped to the opposite wall, mumbling to herself. Her article was supposed to be about clubs that sometimes turned a blind eye to the roofies in drinks, and Club Ace was notorious for that. He denied it though, the boss did, and tossed her out.
Georgia was in a mid-thigh black dress. Her favorite hoodie was pulled over her arms, and she was wearing nice heals....She looked like the average party-goer. Except she had a notebook and pencil with her. She sighed and rubbed her gimp leg, frowning. SHe couldn't really dance with the leg, but at least she could get around. It wasn't noticeable in jeans, but with the dress...Well, it was hard not to notice. "Stupid club," she muttered and headed towards the street.
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Post by K-aos on Aug 12, 2010 22:57:07 GMT -5
"you know.. it's easer to flash the bouncer than to sneek in.." A brod chested man looked at her.
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Post by Milk on Aug 12, 2010 22:59:16 GMT -5
Georgia looked over at him, snorting. "I didn't sneak in, I'm over twenty-one," she informed him with a scowl. "And I wouldn't flash my boobs to strangers to get in!" She paused, rethinking that. Wasn't she looking for either a one-night stand or relationship via Eharmony? Wasn't that the same thing in certain instances.
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Post by K-aos on Aug 12, 2010 23:10:46 GMT -5
"you piss off the bartender then?"
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Post by Milk on Aug 12, 2010 23:12:23 GMT -5
Georgia shook her head. "No, the manager....This club is known for turning a blind eye to date-rapists," she muttered. "I wanted to hear what the boss thought, but he got angry and tossed me out..." She shrugged and started walking again, her limp showing. "Bye."
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Post by K-aos on Aug 12, 2010 23:13:34 GMT -5
"....you cop?.. you a prety stupid one... you'll die fast that way"
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Post by Milk on Aug 12, 2010 23:15:16 GMT -5
Georgia stopped and looked back at the man. That comment was utterly creepy. "Um...Magazine writer," she answered cautiously.
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Post by K-aos on Aug 12, 2010 23:17:30 GMT -5
"hm.. what mag?" he fallowed her
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Post by Milk on Aug 12, 2010 23:30:22 GMT -5
She told him the name of the magazine, watching him every so often. "...Um...why are you...following me?"
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Post by K-aos on Aug 12, 2010 23:31:38 GMT -5
"we'r waking and taking, i like that magazine" he smiled charmingly.
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Post by Milk on Aug 12, 2010 23:34:44 GMT -5
Georgia saw a bench for a bus and took a seat, rubbing her gimp leg and sighing. "That's nice. I'm Georgia Shane," she said, wondering if he'd recognize the name. Her most recognized pieces were about people she'd met in public bathrooms. Her boss had said try to do something diffferent, and that's what she'd come up with.
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Post by K-aos on Aug 12, 2010 23:45:56 GMT -5
"hmm... wait.. you did that kinky bath room thing?"
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Post by Milk on Aug 12, 2010 23:46:49 GMT -5
"Yep," she answered. "It wasn't supposed to be kinky...." Georgia informed him. "Just different."
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Post by K-aos on Aug 12, 2010 23:49:03 GMT -5
"defferent.. devenetly. What happened to your leg?"
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Post by Milk on Aug 12, 2010 23:50:15 GMT -5
"Car crash when I was seventeen," she answered. "I got lucky, my...the guy driving me died."
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