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Post by jean micheal jones on Dec 19, 2010 16:45:33 GMT -5
she lives in a fairytale,![]() somewhere too far for us to find,SO ONE DAY HE FOUND HER CRYING COILED UP ON THE DIRTY GROUNDher prince finally came to save her
 [/size][/center] Sitting on a stool at the bar he had a class of rum and coke in hand, he was waiting for this really cute guy he met online. As sketch as that sounds it’s not, this guy was legit. “I hope.” He thought to himself as he sat on the stool chewing his lip before taking a swig of his drink.
Drumming his fingers on the counter to a random beat he glanced at the door and then at his watch, 8:30, he told Silas 8:00 but maybe he forgot or something. Sighing he finished off his drink before ordering another, if he wasn’t going to show up Jean was going to enjoy himself.
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words;enough
notes;hehe it's jeanlas(ok so maybe I'm still working on the couple name)
tagged;Silas
music;Spotlight (New Regrets) - Patrick Stump
credit; template: say what kenna!? @ caution. banner: |
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Post by korrigan1 on Dec 19, 2010 17:13:20 GMT -5
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Post by jean micheal jones on Dec 19, 2010 17:30:25 GMT -5
she lives in a fairytale,![]() somewhere too far for us to find,SO ONE DAY HE FOUND HER CRYING COILED UP ON THE DIRTY GROUNDher prince finally came to save her
[/size][/center] Smiling he saw Jean walk in and waved a little as he walked over. As soon he as he walked over Silas could see he’d probably taken the ‘safe’ route here. Which technically means just taking the long way and getting all dirty, there was no point to it, frankly just took the 5 minute way. Silas wasn’t scared he’d rather be shot and killed then live in fear of every little thing.
Smirking he saw the mistrust in his deep, chocolate brown eyes and shook his head chuckling, this guy was cute but he was majorly paranoid. “Would you please chill out, I’m not going to shoot you ok?” He stuck his hand out for a shake and smiled widely at him. “Jean Michael Jones at your service,” he gestured to the bar. “What do you want to drink first rounds on me?” He took a seat on a stool and motioned for Silas to sit down next to him.
outfit
words;161
notes;sian's first meeting?
tagged;Silas
music;Spotlight (oh nostalgia) - Patrick Stump
credit; template: say what kenna!? @ caution. banner: |
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Post by korrigan1 on Dec 19, 2010 17:46:11 GMT -5
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Post by jean micheal jones on Dec 19, 2010 21:19:28 GMT -5
she lives in a fairytale,![]() somewhere too far for us to find,SO ONE DAY HE FOUND HER CRYING COILED UP ON THE DIRTY GROUNDher prince finally came to save her
[/size][/center] After taking a sip of his rum and coke he heard Silas speak again and laughed loudly. Barely anyone had money right now, at the moment Jean had plenty of money hidden away. When his parents died before the resistance came he didn’t trust the banks with the money they gave to him. They’d always lived modestly and that’s how he decided to live his life after they left.
“You don’t have to work anything off it’s all on me tonight, I promise.” He said happiness radiating in his voice. Taking another swig of his drink he looks Silas over again before licking his lips, and speaking. “So, what’s there to know about you Silas Wolf, you tell me about you, and I’ll tell you about me?” He didn’t know exactly what it was about the kid but he liked him and he kind of wanted to know everything about him. He seemed like a mystery that Jean was going to solve no matter how long it took him.
outfit
words;161
notes;sian's first meeting?
tagged;Silas
music;Spotlight (oh nostalgia) - Patrick Stump
credit; template: say what kenna!? @ caution. banner: |
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Post by korrigan1 on Dec 19, 2010 21:42:01 GMT -5
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Post by jean micheal jones on Dec 21, 2010 16:41:27 GMT -5
she lives in a fairytale,somewhere too far for us to find,SO ONE DAY HE FOUND HER CRYING COILED UP ON THE DIRTY GROUNDher prince finally came to save her
[/size][/center] As soon as the world ‘musician’ fell from Silas’ lips Jean’s face lit up and he smiled. “You love music too? Awesome, I personally play guitar and I sing what about you?” He was so excited he hadn’t met anyone who had loved music as much as he did since this whole bomb thing went down. Music had always been his passion in life, though acting was too but music… Music had always meant so much more to him. As musician he could freely express himself no made up personality holding him back or fake emotion did he have to express while singing said song. Being able to express what you felt in a beautiful melody that you could put as much or as little emotion as you wanted to in it made him feel… Free, for some reason.
Watching Silas speak made him smile slightly, Silas was defiantly different then what he was used too, he seemed more cautious, careful… Maybe even a little depressed. But he wasn’t one to judge. If there was anything he could tell off the bat was that something in Silas’ eyes was broken, as if someone took a piece of him and tore it up. Whatever it was that broken Jean knew one thing; he was going to fix it.
outfit
words;enough
notes;hehe it's jeanlas(ok so maybe I'm still working on the couple name)
tagged;Silas
music;Spotlight (New Regrets) - Patrick Stump
credit; template: say what kenna!? @ caution. banner:[/quote] |
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Post by korrigan1 on Dec 21, 2010 17:05:04 GMT -5
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