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Becky · 06-29-2015, 04:39 AM

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Originally Posted by kayquilz

Lynley simply nodded. Right. His job. Mhmm. And it seemed he would be telling her job in just a minute. And his name. Charles Taylor. Important sounding name, that was.

Hmph.

HA. Lynley just laughed a little at his comment an brushed from hair from her forehead. "Small talk? No, no--" and she sat down, smirking the whole time, and raise an eyebrow. "I should get to know the people I work with. Even if you did trip me." HEHEHEHE. Wasn't this funny. Lynley was so amused right now.

Poor older fellow.

Lynley didn't MEAN any harm...not really.

His impassive expression didn't change even as she laughed and sat down without invitation. Charles just looked at the woman out of politeness. He didn't like the smirk she wore. Maybe she'd decided to slowly torture him. "You know my name. Surely that is enough for one as important as yourself." His tone was a little clipped. He had no patience for teenage mind games. He'd talk if she wanted to, but he would not be subject to school playground teasing.

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Becky DMC & DIMC ICW Ambassador SS 100 Triumphant Veela Join Date: Feb 2007 Location: Dreamland Posts: 37,952	Liz's Bestie ● Helvetica ● ● Jigglypuff ● Jeff Vader Quote: Originally Posted by kayquilz Lynley simply nodded. Right. His job. Mhmm. And it seemed he would be telling her job in just a minute. And his name. Charles Taylor. Important sounding name, that was. Hmph. HA. Lynley just laughed a little at his comment an brushed from hair from her forehead. "Small talk? No, no--" and she sat down, smirking the whole time, and raise an eyebrow. "I should get to know the people I work with. Even if you did trip me." HEHEHEHE. Wasn't this funny. Lynley was so amused right now. Poor older fellow. Lynley didn't MEAN any harm...not really. His impassive expression didn't change even as she laughed and sat down without invitation. Charles just looked at the woman out of politeness. He didn't like the smirk she wore. Maybe she'd decided to slowly torture him. "You know my name. Surely that is enough for one as important as yourself." His tone was a little clipped. He had no patience for teenage mind games. He'd talk if she wanted to, but he would not be subject to school playground teasing. __________________ Yesterday is not ours to recover But tomorrow is ours to win or lose.