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Post by Cell on Feb 24, 2015 22:09:57 GMT -6
Cell winks at Tiffany as he digs into his mind.
"I grew up with just my mom, and left home when I was 18 to go to the military."
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Post by Tiffany on Feb 24, 2015 22:38:58 GMT -6
"What made you wanna join the military?" She wasn't paying attention to where the cab was turning, all of her focus was on Cell.
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Post by Cell on Feb 26, 2015 20:29:20 GMT -6
"Its kinda auto pilot to join where I'm from, everyone does and everyone will. I guess that wears off once you've been there for a while."
Cell puts his arm up to bump Tiffany.
"So I'll respond to Pt. Cowboy from now one."
Cell winks as he grins at Tiffany.
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Post by Tiffany on Feb 26, 2015 20:35:12 GMT -6
"All I hear if you want to be my private Cowboy." She was still smiling... Something about him made it impossible not to... plus she had a partner in crime for her food adventures.
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Post by Cell on Feb 26, 2015 20:47:54 GMT -6
Cell laughed as the words came from her.
"If that's in the stars for me I won't complain."
Cell's laughing stop as he looks at Tiffany.
"I'm glad I went to the shoot, your a wonder to be around Tiff."
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Post by Tiffany on Feb 26, 2015 20:59:11 GMT -6
"I'm sure you say that to all the models that steal you away for mac n cheese."
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Post by Cell on Feb 26, 2015 21:03:06 GMT -6
"Well yeah, I have a black book of noodle enthusiastic models."
Cell would laugh but the cab came to a sudden halt as Tiffany and him look to the front. The cab had reached a stall in traffic as the driver cursed in a foreign language. Cell looked annoyed but tried to hide it from Tiffany. Trying to get out of the traffic, the cab driver backs up and drives down an alley along side the street.
"This..uh, on your route?"
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Post by Tiffany on Feb 27, 2015 10:22:31 GMT -6
"..No... This is just impatience." Tiffany looked out the window at the nearly deserted alley, seeing only a few homeless people.
"Ummm could we stay on the road? I'd feel better if I could see the city." She was talking at the Cabbie but he wasn't even really paying attention to her.
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Post by Cell on Feb 27, 2015 13:34:43 GMT -6
The cabbie ignored her until one of the vagrants stood up in from of the cab, stopping even more angrily than the last time...the cab driver honks his horn as the vagrant pulls a gun from his pocket. Pointing it at the cab driver, while Cell puts his hand slowly on Tiffany's back. Pushing her down in to the seat, Cell kisses the back of her head as he covers her.
"Did you see it?"
Did she? Or was she just being agreeable with the repositioning?
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Post by Tiffany on Feb 27, 2015 13:42:58 GMT -6
No she saw it, shaking her head to answer yes to him. Guns was something she didn't have a lot of experience with... or around.
Drugs, yes. Pointless violence, of course. But not guns.
She started shaking, extremely happy that she decided to bug Cell after all... She couldn't handle this alone.
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Post by Cell on Feb 27, 2015 20:47:23 GMT -6
Holding her tighter, Cell glances to the cabbie who is stuck between angry and scared. Putting his hands up as he mutters his language, the vagrant waves the gun for the cabbie to leave the vehicle. Reaching for the door at the same time as the cabbie, Cell is stopped as Tiffany...
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Post by Tiffany on Feb 27, 2015 20:55:24 GMT -6
Grabs his arm, shaking her head rapidly for him not to go. "Don't... please.."
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Post by Cell on Feb 28, 2015 19:00:57 GMT -6
"Its OK."
Cell whispered, as he pulled the cabbies door shut through the seat.
Stepping out of the car, the homeless man, surprised at Cell's presence accidently fires a shot in the...general direction of Cell.
"That accuracy means you don't want to kill me."
Cell says in a 'oh my god I just got shot at' tone.
"What is it you want?"
"Empty your pockets."
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Post by Tiffany on Feb 28, 2015 19:05:11 GMT -6
The only noise that could escape from Tiffany was a small squeak as she watched in horror... what if he got shot!
She tried to sit up, to do something but fear had her frozen... hidden in the position he had put her in.
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Post by Cell on Feb 28, 2015 19:18:15 GMT -6
Which was why Cell put her in it. Reaching into his pocket slowly while he held his other hand in the air, Cell through what cash he had at the vagrant, as the cabbie slowly slouched in his seat.
"That good man? That's what you wanted right?"
"You seen my face."
"I forgot a million things a day, I'll make sure this is one of them."
The vagrant shakes his gun before looking back at the cab, Tiffany and the cabbie out of sight. Running away from the cab, Cell waits before getting back into the cab.
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