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Post by Gambit on Apr 2, 2011 10:19:30 GMT -5
"Hmm..." Bella frowned, thinking. "Well, not really. Like back when we were sittin' at de bar? I coulda snatch ya right dere. But well-" she nodded vigorously, then stopped, feeling that her head wasn't handling this too well. "Not if I chased ya, prob'ly."
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Post by Shade on Apr 2, 2011 10:28:45 GMT -5
"Yeah, but he´d hear I was up to something probably." It was kind of difficult to think, Shade noticed. Damn, that usually wasn´t the case with her, it was quite annoying.
She paused, her thoughts flowing agonisingly slow. It would be quite mean, she thought. Gambit would be rather scared, she knew how protective he was about her and he hadn´t really done anything that would deserve such punishment. But then again, under the influence of alcohol, pranking Gambit didn´t sound like a bad idea.
"I could maybe call him and tell him to come over." she suggested. "There is rooms over there... we could maybe use those for a little hide and seek of some sorts. Easy thing for me to do." She grinned. "And we´ll just play it by the ear."
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Post by Gambit on Apr 2, 2011 10:32:09 GMT -5
"Okay, dat can work," Bel said, sitting up and ready to leave. A professional thought clicked in her mind. "De waiters might tell 'im we're together," she said, worried that it looked like an impediment to the upcoming plan. "I mean, we could put up a show of me fightin' ya, but de security would prob'ly be on it right away." She rubbed her forehead.
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Post by Shade on Apr 2, 2011 10:35:23 GMT -5
"Depends how we approach it." Shade said. "we could either let the staff in on it or we get ourselves over to the rooms in the back there staff is not so plenty and we have less people to worry about."
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Post by Gambit on Apr 2, 2011 11:00:43 GMT -5
"But he might ask-" Bella said and then cut herself off. "Eh bon," she sighed. "I can't think straight, I really can't," she said with exasperation.
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Post by Shade on Apr 2, 2011 11:05:04 GMT -5
Shade had a look around the Hellfire, trying to make out faces. They had apparently been sitting here for quite a while because there were new faces or rather, people thad had not been here earlier. "Joey´s still over there." she half slurred, pointing over at the bar where the man she had been talking to briefly earlier was fixing some drinks for a small group of young women, trying to impress them. "I think the rest is gone, different shift ´n´ all."
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Post by Gambit on Apr 2, 2011 11:08:39 GMT -5
"Oh good," Bella said, standing up and nearly falling back down again; she held onto the table. "Gimme dat photo back," she demanded.
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Post by Shade on Apr 2, 2011 11:11:43 GMT -5
Only then Shade noticed she was still holding that photo. The photo of a hopelessly goofy looking twelve year old Gambit. She hadn´t even noticed. For a moment, she almost wanted to hesitate. Why? Because she had no picture of him? I got something better than pictures, she told herself and handed the photo back, watching the other woman almost warily, before abandoning these thoughts and looking at the cell phone which she was holding in her other hand. "So I´ll tell him to come over then?" she asked, unable to keep herself from snickering about Bel´s lack of secure footing.
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Post by Gambit on Apr 2, 2011 11:19:33 GMT -5
"Yeah," Bel said. She put the photo back where it was, then straightened up and exhaled briefly, getting her stuff together. She placed her hands on her hips. It wasn't like she hadn't been in similar situations before, where she had to combat her weakened state to be presentable and even dangerous. She needed to remain active before she'd be able to face Gambit.
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Post by Shade on Apr 2, 2011 11:25:27 GMT -5
Shade flashed her a smirk, partly because the idea actually entertained her, partly because she could see that the other woman was fairly drunk. More than her, even though Shade had the vague feeling that she was very far from sober.
She dialed Gambit´s number and waited.
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Post by Gambit on Apr 2, 2011 14:49:12 GMT -5
"Yeah?" Gambit asked when he picked up the phone to answer Shade's call.
Bella took a few steps back and forth, making sure that she could walk at least a little bit.
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Post by Shade on Apr 2, 2011 14:52:29 GMT -5
Shade tried to focus. "Hey Gambit, it´s me, Shade." she said, noticing that it was very difficult to not giggle or snicker or otherwise give away what was going on. "I´m at the Hellfire. Do you think you could er...come over?" She could feel that her voice was slurring slightly and glanced at Bel who was doing some weird movements for whatever reason.
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Post by Gambit on Apr 2, 2011 14:58:31 GMT -5
"I think I could," Gambit said slowly, wondering what she was up to. "Shade... are ya drunk?"
Bel stumbled against someone passing her by; she turned around abruptly, nearly losing her balance. "Hey, watch where ya goin'," she muttered.
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Post by Shade on Apr 2, 2011 15:00:44 GMT -5
"Me? Noooo." Shade said, emphasizing the last word, thinking it sounded absolutely convincing. "I was just having ... a bit."
She bit her bottom lip, almost bursting with laughter just because Bel´s stumbling around looked so hiliarious.
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Post by Gambit on Apr 2, 2011 15:03:27 GMT -5
"Right," Gambit said, not buying any of it. "Well, I might as well drop by t' drive yer drunk body home- I'll be in a few minutes," and he hung up.
Bella Donna returned to the table, leaning against it with one hand and placing the other on her hip. She was certain she was managing herself quite well for so many drinks.
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