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[northless]

This is Robb. Leave a message.

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w/e she owes him this

[11ady]

TO: robb.smith@lockenet.com
TO: elle.une@lockenet.com
SUBJECT: Class Notes + Paper (For that really boring class you keep sleeping through)

Philosophy is your friend. Forwarding you my notes as well as my paper to help you along. Don't miss the deadline. Good luck.

[All awkwardness aside, she still wants to help him out. It's a peace offering of sorts.]

[text]

[northless]

Thanks. And I don't always sleep through it. [He does.]

Re: [text]

[11ady]

You've forgotten that I sit next to you, haven't you?

[text]

[northless]

Sometimes. Not always. But thanks for the notes.

Re: [text]

[11ady]

You're welcome. If you need anything else, just ask.

text

[11ady]

Hey, I know this is out of the blue but could you come over? It's all right if you can't though.

[She regrets the text the moment she hits "send." It's selfish to bother him but she really needs someone to talk to.]

[northless]

Yeah, I can. Is something wrong?

[INSTANT CONCERN.]

[11ady]

No, not really. I shouldn't have bothered you in the first place. Sorry about that.

[northless]

What happened, Elle? At least tell me.

[...and he may be putting his coat on right now.]

[11ady]

I suppose it's common knowledge that we've all been having strange flashes of memory. I think I just had one. I'm doing my best to handle it.

[northless]

Do you still want me to come over? I could help.

[11ady]

Only if you're not too busy. I'd rather not be an imposition.

[northless]

I don't really have anything else to do right now. I'm coming over.

your move to shift to action i guess :U

[11ady]

All right. No rush.

AND RELOCATING THREAD...

[11ady]

[continuing this

A cab pulls up before she can form a coherent response. He's heavy on her shoulders and she breathes a sigh of relief as she flings the door open and drags him in.]

You can still remember your address, right?

[She's not quite sure about the numbers on her street right now. Best to just ask to crash with him and repay the favor sometime. Drunk logic.]

[northless]

'Course I can.

[And he rattles off his address to the cab driver, adding in little details like the graffiti on the building just beside his place, and the really good sushi bar two streets away. And then at some point...]

...and they've got the best--

[11ady]

[Much as she likes the sound of his voice, he's getting a bit too chatty. There's only so much she can take and the warmth of his body next to hers isn't helping. Grabbing him by the shoulders and turning him toward her, she leans in and presses her lips to his, effectively shutting up. She can taste the wine on his tongue as she deepens the kiss, seeking to steal his breath. When she finally pulls away to breathe, her words come out in a gasp.]

Sometimes, you talk too much.

[northless]

[He blinks for a moment. If he was stunned when she leaned in, he's shocked when she kisses him, wine on her breath and tongue, but not shocked enough that he can't return the kiss. When she finally breaks away, he huffs out a short, breathless laugh.]

Maybe I need to keep talking, if you'll shut me up like that. [Then he leans forward to kiss her again, hand coming to rest on the nape of her neck.]

[11ady]

[Looping her arms around him, she encourages the way his lips move over hers. Her hands wander over his back for a bit before settling on his shoulders and exerting a gentle pressure to shove him down against the vinyl seat. Might as well try to gain the upper hand. She has to hand it to the driver for not raising a fuss. They're probably not the first particularly passionate pair he's had in his backseat.]

[northless]

[The poor cab driver's plight is the farthest thing from Robb's mind right now. No, right now, he's much more focused on kissing her, the hand not on her nape moving to her back as he nibbles on her lip.]

[11ady]

[With his touch drifting down, she moves over him to press against his lips more fully, making her dress hike up in the process. If she still had half the sense she had when she was sober, she'd be glad that the streets are mostly dark. Otherwise, anyone peering into the cab would end up getting quite an eyeful. She doesn't care for modesty as she relishes the scrape of his teeth on her lip, returning it in kind. Aggression meets aggression as they both unleash their frustration in lust.]

[northless]

[If he had any sense at all, he'd be backing off already, reminding himself of the last time he'd done this with her, and of how poorly that one went. As it is, though, he's too far gone to even think about it.

And then the cab comes to an abrupt stop, and they both go toppling to the floor.]

[11ady]

[She lands on her back and he ends up right on top of her. Her voice comes out a bit muffled from under him.]

Pay the man. You can bill me later.

[Definitely the alcohol talking. She hasn't cared so little about money since before she lost her fortune. Right now, all she wants is to get them both out of their clothes. The sooner they get to his apartment, the better.]

Private network voice message

[edhwierfan]

Hey, it's Aeron. We never got around to exchanging information at the cafe and...you responded to my post on the network about working together.

Ayliff seems to like you well enough. Perhaps we could start small and get the others involved later.

[northless]

Sure. What do you need from me?