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Post by Emily! on Mar 23, 2009 0:51:48 GMT -5
Josh Turner a turner never turns back around once he has turned Most people new him before even seeing his face, the way he walk with his hands deep in his pockets and him deep im thought. Yes, indeed. Many people new the new laywer in town, one of the few who hadn't lost his firm during the depression. Shaking the thoughts from his head, he brushed the thick black hair from over his eyes as she paided to enter the Art Gallary. Once instead he oculdn't help but shifting from one foot to the other, there where only a few people inside, he was surprised by that. He figured even though it was a week day many people would be here, there had always seemed like so many cars outside. Rolling his shoulders he soon found himself wlaking towards a painting which was nailed to the wall quite aways away from the others. it was of a lion with much detail, laying with a small lamb. With body with a pink nose. Oh how he wanted to chukle at such a thought.
That would be like putting a child abuser with a child. What he do to the child? Simple enough, but in this painting it was peacful somehow. Shaking the thought from his mind, he couldn't look away. The backgroud behide the lion and the lamb was a deep green, with shades of light green. Then a light soft blue with a hint of pink and orange as the sky he guessed it would be the sunset..? Shrugging her looked down to see who the authur was and was confussed when he saw what he did.
Paintings Name The Lion and the Lamb Authur Uknown How did you coem Across the Painting It was left on our pouch in 1925, our door bell was rung but found only this painting. Bless whoever sent it!
He wanted to ask question all of a sudden why someone wouldn't want to take credit for such a amazing piece of art.. Shaking his head, his black hair went side from side. Ignoring the sudden pain in his shin, she moved on to the next painting and the next, getting lost in each one and each of there contrast...
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Post by αηgєℓ on Mar 23, 2009 1:09:59 GMT -5
Angelique Reed Blanche Faustine I'll be your cloud up in the sky I'll be your shoulder when you cry I'll hear your voices when you call me I am your angel
One glance at this woman and it would not tell you she was a lover of arts, but she was. She loved anything that showed emotion... Or animals she loved animals so if you showed her something with an animal she would fall in love right away. She walked slowly looking at each piece of art slowly. None really caught her eye until she noticed from afar... A lion laying with something... The lion was all she needed.
She held her pace back, settling with a brisk walk rather then the run her body screamed for. Reaching the painting she noticed it was a lamb. She pressed a finger to her lip and smiled, it was cute, the lion was protecting the lamb. Granted anyone else would say otherwise it was possible for even the worst of enemies to get along, if it wasn't for the need to feed, a lion could be friends with the lion... That was more then could be said for the foxes and mice in these parts.
She then looked over and noticed that she wasn't alone. Someone... Taller, like always, was standing by her. Flicking her crazy hair over her shoulder she wondered if she should risk getting in trouble with one of her nutty hellos... He looked like a proper person that might take that action as either inappropriate or take it the wrong way in general. Making up her mind she shrugged mentally.
"Hiya... Like the painting too?" She gave a smile that bored on a grin and tilted her head, she looked totally calm but inside her body was screaming for her to either run around in circles or pounce on the person standing in front of her, both urges she resisted for the greater good. Crossing her arms she looked up at the other person and waited for their answer, a person here alone would normally have a intelligent answer, but sometimes they were drunk, bored, or just insane... He was to nicely dressed for any of those so she figured the question would get a solid answer.
And when all hope is gone, I'm here No matter how far you are, I'm near It makes no difference who you are I am your angel I'm your angel...
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Post by Emily! on Mar 23, 2009 12:29:26 GMT -5
Josh Turner a turner never turns back around once he has turned Ignoing the knot in his neck, he sighed and shuffled his feet as he looked at the next painting. Hands deep in his kaki slacks he relized someone had asked him a question plus said hello.Turnig on his heel he faced her, she was much shoter then himself standing at 6 foot, she was prob. around 5'2- if not shorter. Smiling, his tan face lit up. It always had when he smiled, one thing he never understood. "Hiya... Like the painting too?" Smiling, he shrugged. Ya, its pretty interesting he said as he again turned his gaze towards the painting. Getting lost into it once again, its texture, its beauty...
Tearing his gaze from the painting to forcus on the girl, he couldn't help but smile, she was short, really short. Well to him anyways, he was rather tall. Shrugging his thick shoulders, he removed his hands from his pockets and folded them over his chest and smiled. Josh Turner by the Way he said, hoping she didn't already know his name. Most of everyone did and sometime he would give alot to have someone ask what his name is and not just saying and whats your name for the funof it cause yea.. He often got lost in his thoughts, not paying attention. One thing that had driven Tony away. She had been everything he wanted, but then that was under a brige and gone with the current.
Shaking his head, he held out his overly big palm compared to hers, and smiled. He figured since he offered his name he should acompany it with a shake of hands, but then did females do that or did they take alittle bow like thing when they meet you? Shrugging he just smiled, he deffenity would not know which one was more proper and more better for him..?
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Post by αηgєℓ on Mar 23, 2009 14:46:52 GMT -5
Angelique Reed Blanche Faustine I'll be your cloud up in the sky I'll be your shoulder when you cry I'll hear your voices when you call me I am your angel
She notice him start to leave but it seemed her question reached him just in time. Ya, its pretty interesting Her smile grew a little bit bigger. He smiled which showed her she was being an annoyance which was rather rare. She noticed him look at the painting again and she tilted her head to take another look herself, the message was clear, the skill was brilliant, it had to be the best piece here but that was just her... Plus she hadn't seen the rest of the place.
She noticed him looked at her again, taking a moment she too once more tore herself from the painting. He was smiling she rolled her eyes ever so much. "Yeah yeah I'm short... I get that a lot..." She could tell, him being so tall that had to be at least one of the things on his mind. He stood almost a foot taller then she, which did little for her ego but he seemed a nice enough person that she could overlook the height difference.
She pursed her lips lightly when he took his hands from his pockets and folded them. Josh Turner by the Way, she tried to place the name and then it clicked, she bounced in place with a look of glee. "Your that lawyer guy everyone has been talking about right? I only heard of you, cool now I can put the name to a face!" She then covered her mouth at the sudden outburst. She giggled softly behind her hand, she was getting overbearing again...
She saw him hold out a large hand, she stared at it knowing what to do with it but was totally hooked at staring due to the fact her own hand was much smaller. She then snapped out of her trance and shook his hand with much gusto, not bothering to act womanly at all. She never really acted womanly so why start now? With a happy little smile gripping her lips she announced her own name, "The name is Angelique!"
And when all hope is gone, I'm here No matter how far you are, I'm near It makes no difference who you are I am your angel I'm your angel...
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Post by Emily! on Mar 23, 2009 15:20:06 GMT -5
Josh Turner a turner never turns back around once he has turned He laughed, loud, and heart. He smiled down at her. Yes of corse it was one of the things swimming around in his thought. Oh indeed it was, but it certinly doesn't give you less advantage over some things he said simply with a wink added after the last word. Smiling again he chuckled, his fingers iched to brush his air back, but he figured it wouldn't be poliate infront of a lady. But then what did he care she could think he was unpoper for all her cared, he didn't need more friends he had enough, but then most of them where for his moneying.
Giving a grunt he looked to the floor, but looked up once again as she stated her name. Smiling, it did fit her for sure. Blinking slowly he raised one eyebrow, everyone had been talking about him? he doubted iy. Oh come on now. I doubt everyone is talking about me he said softly, more to himself then anyone. He had always hated being the center of attention when when he was a kid, and yet he had become one of the few laywers in town? He didn't know how it had happened but it did.
Its a pleasure to meet you Angelique he said bitting back a smile. He could just picture to many females or and males calling her Angel Smiling to himself, he wondered aloud with So, what do you enjoy doi these fine days? he asked humor dripping from each word. He rarley had amusement these days, nor did he have fun...
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Post by αηgєℓ on Mar 23, 2009 15:50:12 GMT -5
Angelique Reed Blanche Faustine I'll be your cloud up in the sky I'll be your shoulder when you cry I'll hear your voices when you call me I am your angel
She heard him laugh, she bit back a larger smile and wondered if she was the cause of his laughter... He smiled at her which caused her to smile back with glee, she was surprised to find someone who didn't try to push her away, or tell her to scat, or just ignore her until they snapped. Oh come on now. I doubt everyone is talking about me, he said if softly like he was saying it mostly to himself but she decided to reply anyways.
"Ya, ya they have been talking about the great lawyer Mr. Turner. I never knew who that was until now." She personally didn't like being the center of attention over something as large as that but it seemed like he although doubtful of his popularity was able to bear it, maybe they talked and praised him behind his back... Which made no sense to her, seeing he couldn't hear the praise if it was spoken behind his back.
Its a pleasure to meet you Angelique, she could tell he was fighting a smile, she grinned, "Pleasure meeting you as well, you can call me Angel, they all do." All being any of her costumers, family members, or random strangers like him who she had given her name to. She liked him though, seemed to have a high tolerance for her nonsense. So, what do you enjoy do these fine days? She sensed the humor and decided to play along, "I enjoying flying around, grooming my wings, waxing my halo, and helping the small people, you know those sinner types."
She did none of that, she would rather be with animals,hanging with daddy, sleeping in a big bed, doing one of her Reading/Writing/Drawing/Singing combos, she was currently saying hello, and she wasn't really in the mood to help unless that help was a hug and a happy conversation. Otherwise she was rather useless. "Just kidding" She said after a pause, "I tend to enjoy reading, writing, drawing, singing, sleeping in late, sneaking over to daddies, hanging with the horses, and causing trouble."
That was her to do list right there, she had a big smile on her face. She pressed her hands together in a praying motion but had her fingers laced together. "So what do you do Mr. Lawyer? Anything I can help with, I've gotten rather bored these days." She spared a hopeful smile, maybe he could give her something to do, she didn't need to be paid or anything, just something to keep her active mind busy, she got bored waaaay to easily...
And when all hope is gone, I'm here No matter how far you are, I'm near It makes no difference who you are I am your angel I'm your angel...
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Post by Emily! on Mar 24, 2009 14:53:43 GMT -5
Josh Turner a turner never turns back around once he has turned Smiling sharply, somehow he new he would get the invitation. Calling her Angel would seem like a good name to go by, he wanted to offer him his hand so she could get a better chance at getting to fly, since to her he seemed like a giant. Tilting his head sideways, he answered. Angel, I think I can manage that he said slowly as if he was actully mulling it over in his thoughts. Shifting his weight he started to chuckle as she told him what she enjoyed to do "I enjoying flying around, grooming my wings, waxing my halo, and helping the small people, you know those sinner types." She had deffenity never helped him before and he was a deffenite sinner or as she had called them "small people" Then why have I never meet you before? If you help the 'small' people? he asked humor stroke.
Ah you know, I like doing the same. Jokes, work, and walks all for me he said with a wink. It was what he did alot, but he also enjoyed alot of other stuff, like running or well.. he was a really boring person he decided. Returning his gaze to Angel he leaned his head back and smiled. As she asked if he needed any help around his office. Well there is always somethin' that needs to be gettin' down down at the Firm he said the Firm with a sway to it which sounded as "farm
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Post by αηgєℓ on Mar 24, 2009 15:14:40 GMT -5
Angelique Reed Blanche Faustine I'll be your cloud up in the sky I'll be your shoulder when you cry I'll hear your voices when you call me I am your angel
Looking at her, you wouldn't think she really had any talent in anything but she really was a handy woman, although not all that proper she was able to do any job, as long as the clothes remained on that was. So people she had asked in the past had gotten the wrong idea... Her personality had the effect sadly. She giggled softly at his remark, Then why have I never meet you before? If you help the 'small' people? She grinned and shrugged, "I was busy with smaller people I suppose, I'm here now aren't I?" That much was true, she was here now, wanting to help, not to clean up the 'sinners' act but help nonetheless.
She listened to his idea of fun, she could relate tot he jokes, working, and running. She tended to cause trouble when doing anything other then burning the energy she felt. Well there is always somethin' that needs to be gettin' down down at the Firm She blinked twice at the southern accent making firm sound like farm, she then grinned again. "Oh alright, let me get my boots then." Placing a hand on her her, she cocked it to the side and struck a pose. "I'll be the best angel for hire, you'll get your act together soon enough." She giggled, she really had no idea how a lawyer could be a sinner but if he was that made her job interesting.
She wasn't the type to hate nicknames given, and Angelique was screaming Angel in the beginning so she tried to act like one, but if anything she acted like a fallen one. Many didn't get the joke but he seemed to be going with it. "So besides high places what can I help you with? I'm good with anything really as long as I can reach it..." She faltered slightly but then giggled, she needed to get some stilts or something to help her get taller. "Although your pretty tall, I could use you as a ladder." She said tilting her head.
Yeah he would work as a ladder, "Unless you have a real one, then I wouldn't have to step on you." She stuck her tongue out in a playful display. She wondered what it was to be tall, last time she was that tall was when she sat on her father's shoulders on her second birthday... She took a moment to list all the things she was good at in her head, most of them didn't fit in a law firm... Some of it did, enough of it anyways. Hopefully he wouldn't regret agreeing to let her hang around a bit longer. She was enjoying herself at least.
And when all hope is gone, I'm here No matter how far you are, I'm near It makes no difference who you are I am your angel I'm your angel...
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Post by Emily! on Mar 25, 2009 16:21:59 GMT -5
Josh Turner a turner never turns back around once he has turned Not being able to elp hinself, he burst into laughter. A couple of folks' looked in the direction and shot a glare at Josh, then like they relized who he was they smiled at him. Raising a eyebrow what did they think he was going to do to them? Sue them because they glared at him for a resible reason? Shaking his head, he returned his smile towards Angel. I wouldn't be a very good ladder, Angel dear. Im not very steady he said winking at her, and pretended to sway on one foot. Laughing softly he smiled at her, considering what she could do. She could orginize his cabit, it sure did need it. But that wouldn't be a very fun job for a littl'o lady.
Seeing a couple glare at him again as they tried to veiw the lion and lamb painting he started to chuckle. Should we continue out conversation else where? he said glancing towards the coupl who where standing besides him now, alittle ot close for his care. Clenching his hands into his palms he sighed. And then brought his gaze around to Angel who stood there, smiling like a perfect Angel. Not not a care in this world would cause her worry. He then for the first time wondered if she had a home to do to when dark fell, or if she woud go to the ally for a nights rest. Or if she would seek shelter when it rained.
Shaking thoughts form his mind, he decided such thoughts where not to be thouht here, they where unproper and not right for certin. Licking his lips slightly, he smiled and then looked around to see serveral other people had made there way inside the gallary, many glanced towards Josh and Angel, he could almost hear the rumors "Josh Turner was a the Gallary wiht a Young Woman! Can you believe maybe he is finally settling down!" such rumors would be true but he had no intention of settling down with any woman, let alone Angel! Shaking his head, he crank one side of his mouth in a half grin and waited for Angels reply.
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Post by αηgєℓ on Mar 25, 2009 16:44:14 GMT -5
Angelique Reed Blanche Faustine I'll be your cloud up in the sky I'll be your shoulder when you cry I'll hear your voices when you call me I am your angel
She felt herself grin softly at his sudden outburst, the idea was a bit silly, but it wasn't the first time she needed to use someone as a ladder, not everyone had one around. She then noticed a few people glare at Josh and then after a moment smile. She tilted her head ever so slightly and looked confused. She then noticed him turn his attention back to her, I wouldn't be a very good ladder, Angel dear. Im not very steady She watched as he pretended to sway on one foot. She smiled at the display.
She heard him chuckle, Should we continue out conversation else where? It was then she noticed other people trying to see the painting, she had never went to see paintings with someone so she never stayed this long at a picture... She had no idea what happened when you didn't leave, it seemed a line formed. She giggled and nodded, "Sure why not." She took one last look at the painting before taking a step closer to Josh and waiting to leave, she had heard many stories of the lawyer Josh Turner, but never actually saw him or his infamous law firm.
She noticed him shake his head, she raised a brow in confusion, wondering what caused the action but didn't bother to ask. She was once again blissfully unaware of people staring until she saw someone point at her. She placed a finger to her lip and looked slightly confused. "Uh... Why are they staring?" She the last time she checked wasn't a piece of art... Shouldn't they be studying the walls? She didn't like being stared at for any reason, even if it was because they thought her as pretty, she figured it was another reason like she looked weird.
She removed the finger from her lip and clasped her hands, "We were leaving right?" She wasn't as dumb as she appeared, she suddenly understood part of it, she was talking to Josh Turner, a small simple woman like her was having a long conversation with one of the few lawyers around... That would make her a target for staring wouldn't it? She took a few small steps until she noticed Josh wasn't following. Spinning around she unclasped her hands and grabbed him by the sleeve. "Pardon..." That was technically rude of her to do.
She however on the verge of panic at the sudden realization of all the staring people urged her to get out of there as soon as possible, and she was having to good of a time talking to Josh to leave him behind. Plus in her mind, that meant she was throwing him to the lions, she figured if he was anything like her he wouldn't fight being led out, he was a lawyer though so he probably was used to all the stares... She however was not. Sometimes she wished she was as blissful as she used to be, that or not so effected by some random people staring.
And when all hope is gone, I'm here No matter how far you are, I'm near It makes no difference who you are I am your angel I'm your angel...
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Post by Emily! on Mar 25, 2009 16:56:28 GMT -5
Josh Turner a turner never turns back around once he has turned He was about to reply to Angel when she turned on her heel and started walking, he hadn't even taken a step when she grabbed his sleeve. For soem reason she looked pale, was it the stares? Yea he was used to them but he himself never liked the attention given freely to him. Shakng his hand he put his over sized hand over hers and followed her outside. Confussed as he went he didn't ask a question about it. He wasn't one to pry even if he was a lawyer. Now if she had something to hide form a case he was doing he would pry but this day invovled no case and no reason to pry open her life before his eyes, and he would stand in anyone ways who tried.
If you want to know the reasons for the stares I think I can swer that he said, his voice still free but more relaxed as he was in the afternoon air. I doun't really mingle with woman like you He stopped, that didn't come out right. Shakking his head, he was never good with words. Thats not what I meant. I mean I dont' really talk to ya girls unless its my cusin or sister. I usualy just talk to thee guys.. Im not making any sense am I? he asked clealy embarresed. Anyhow I think most of the woman folk in there where getting a idea of me.. me settling down? Since I was talking to you he said.. shaking his head again.. He already had himself confussed.
Let me try again he said after a short minute. He turned to face her directly. After running a quick hand though hair sh sighed. I don't talk to girls often in public so most married gal's are to think I have finally decided to look for a mate and Im sure there iwll be rumors i found her (being you) come monday morning he said with a deep breath. He wouldn't blame her if she ran. It would be the same like Ruth, once he became a lawyer she ran, couldn't take everyone aspecting so much of her. Bitting his lower lip he waited for her answer.. or her rejection.
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Post by αηgєℓ on Mar 25, 2009 17:18:13 GMT -5
Angelique Reed Blanche Faustine I'll be your cloud up in the sky I'll be your shoulder when you cry I'll hear your voices when you call me I am your angel
She didn't feel him fight the sleeve pull action with gave her a bit of relief, she was surprise to feel him put his hand over hers. Once outside she felt herself be able to breath a little bit easier, politely returning his hand she thanked him softly for moving so quickly. She however was still really confused, she didn't stick around long enough to get the answer for all the stares. If you want to know the reasons for the stares I think I can swer that. She looked up at him with a hopeful glance, he knew?
I doun't really mingle with woman like you. She paused for a moment, like her? Did that mean hyper or bold? She noticed him shaking his head, Thats not what I meant. I mean I dont' really talk to ya girls unless its my cusin or sister. I usualy just talk to thee guys.. Im not making any sense am I? She thought was getting the bigger picture, "No I think I understand..." She wasn't really sure if that was what he was getting out though.
Anyhow I think most of the woman folk in there where getting a idea of me.. me settling down? Since I was talking to you. She held an amused smile, totally confused, why would anyone marry her? Plus this was their first meeting, and they were only talking. Let me try again. She waited for him to get his thoughts together so she might understand the whole picture. I don't talk to girls often in public so most married gal's are to think I have finally decided to look for a mate and Im sure there will be rumors i found her (being you) come monday morning.
She blinked in surprise, "Me? You must be joking... I'm hardly wife material." She made a face before continuing, "I had no idea I was causing you so much trouble... Oh this is horrible, I was having fun too... Does this mean we have to avoid each other now?" She was a teenager once, she knew how rumors worked, she knew if you weren't married my a certain age you were either really special or really weird. So that meant she had just caused him trouble, she didn't want to cause him trouble either so if she needed to avoid him now she would but...
She shrugged, "I'm surprised anyone would start a rumor about you with me, are you sure your not just paranoid about the rumor?" She was in such denial, she felt herself to be to much like her father to be 'wife like' hence the single status. The stares were enough to make her worried though, this town tended to be a rumor mill... She smiled and shrugged, "Well I suppose I can get used to the staring as long as you don't mind me sticking around still, I can understand if you don't want rumors being started though." She would stick around, it was up to him if he wanted her gone or not.
And when all hope is gone, I'm here No matter how far you are, I'm near It makes no difference who you are I am your angel I'm your angel...
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Post by Emily! on Mar 30, 2009 23:17:14 GMT -5
Josh Turner a turner never turns back around once he has turned His eyes grew big, and he smiled. He could picture her becoming a wife; not his. No he could never picture himself becoming a husband- not because he couldn't stay with just one woman but because he would never be able to give her enough or what she really need, shakking his head she peered down on her. You could be wife material I bet if the correct man came along he said his eyes revealing no such emotion of love but his heart was feeling it, he had thought he and Megan where the perfect match but he was wronge, a deep shiver went though his body as a cold wind seeped though his body, Shaking his head ever so softly he smiled and listened to what she said next.
"I had no idea I was causing you so much trouble... Oh this is horrible, I was having fun too... Does this mean we have to avoid each other now?" He looked at her, surprise lighting his green eyes. No! I mean, only if you want to.. And you are not causing me any toruble, if anything its me causing you any trouble- We will not stop our selves from having fun from soem stupid rumors he snorted. Shaking the anger from his eyes. He wouldn't lose the chance of having a real friend.. maybe?
Tilting his head slightly, he watched her. His eyes burning into her own. He smiled slightly Trust me, I have had rumors mill around me all my life and not all where good; I know when a rumor will start but I believe this one wouldn't be to bad. And I could see how many people could start a rumor about us. Your pretty, really pretty- im single, and there a rumor is born he said, his voice not holding a trace of humor as he said it, he wasn't joking about this, he rarley joekd about his history or about a womans beauty. Not that he let people now that alot tho!
To be perfectly honest Angel, I would love for you to stick around as long as you want he said perfectly with a stright face hoping he looked like a lost puppy, he was never good with those faces. He always and he meaned always failed when it came to those faces, it had never worked with her father, why would it work with her?
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Post by αηgєℓ on Mar 30, 2009 23:29:25 GMT -5
Angelique Reed Blanche Faustine I'll be your cloud up in the sky I'll be your shoulder when you cry I'll hear your voices when you call me I am your angel
She saw his eyes grow bigger and he smiled, she blinked quickly. Was that a good think or a bad thing? "You could be wife material I bet if the correct man came along." She gave him a face, "I doubt it, I act to much like my father. Plus if looks were everything I wouldn't still be single and neither would you for that matter." She said tilting her head. He had a particular shade of green eyes, her own were more of a Hazel, thanks to her moms own green and her father's brown.
"No! I mean, only if you want to.. And you are not causing me any toruble, if anything its me causing you any trouble- We will not stop our selves from having fun from soem stupid rumors. She heard him snort and covered her mouth from laughing. "I was just making sure, I did forced myself on you in an odd way." If meeting, talking, and then asking for a job in less then ten minutes wasn't forcing yourself on someone she wanted to know what forcing yourself on someone was... Cause she had no clue.
"Trust me, I have had rumors mill around me all my life and not all where good; I know when a rumor will start but I believe this one wouldn't be to bad. And I could see how many people could start a rumor about us. Your pretty, really pretty- im single, and there a rumor is born." She nodded slightly, "I can see it I suppose... Took me long enough..." She never was very quick on the rumor uptake...
"To be perfectly honest Angel, I would love for you to stick around as long as you want." She clasped her hands together and smiled. "Ooh really? I have a bad habit from bringing trouble with me but if your serious thank you!" She smiled, hoping he really was seriously. She did have a bad habit of bringing trouble around but she was pretty good of getting rid of it. He seemed willing to let her have a chance. She was willing to give those freaky rumor mills a chance, although she was known to get violent sometimes... She waaaaas like her father.
And when all hope is gone, I'm here No matter how far you are, I'm near It makes no difference who you are I am your angel I'm your angel...
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Post by Emily! on Apr 6, 2009 15:01:05 GMT -5
Josh Turner a turner never turns back around once he has turned Raising one eyebrow he snorted. If looks where everything and no one cared about love then hell everyone would be in a passionless marriage. To many people get married for looks, and I for one am not going to be one of them. Nope I am going to be marrying for one thing only, which is love of course.. Even if the woman is ugly, I may never marry. It seems no one remembers what marriage is for these days. he said shaking his head with dispointment. Some people where so stupid. And it wasn't always the mans fault, well most of the time it was but then sometimes it was the woman also. Closing his eyes slowly he pictured his dad leaning against the door jam, watchng as Josh's mother laied dieing, and not even shedding a tear. Stupid people. I doubt your like your father, Angel dear. To me you seem more like a mothers girl he said softly, wondering if it was even loud enough for her to have heard it. Sighing he rolled his shoulders, wonderig if she would like to see the firm.
Homor sparked into his eyes as he smiled at her, You most certinly did not force yourself on me. if I hadn't wanted to talk to someone as pretty as yourself, I wouldn't have. I could hav just brushed you off.. Not that i would have tho he said winking at her. He loved those hazel eyes, call him crazy which many did but heck, they where amazing. not many liked hazel eyes.. his father hadn't, but then he was never not drunk to see his son's eyes. Wincing at the memory he forcused on the features of her face. The corner of his mouth went up as he pictured her walking down the asile, in a white gown her smile wide and te lucky man at the end watching her. But then suddenly his fists where clenched. His mind always took the turn for the worst when it came to weddings. What if the man the woman was marrying ended up abusing her, or cheating on her, or even the other way around. Stopping at the thought he shifted, why was he even thinking about marriage? He would most likely never get to that spot in life, he had to many expitations.
Laughing, he held out his arm, wondering if she would lope her own in it. He smiled. Will good thing I am a lawyer so I can take care of those troubles you bring along, right? he asked, homor dripping form each world. He would help her with anything and if something did happen he would be able to take care of it, no matter what it was. She was a mystery he couldn't quench the curiosity that burned inside of him about her life, her dad, and mom.. Her family. So.. Would you like to see the firm, maybe see if you really want a job at Turners Law Office? he asked, pearing down at her. A smile across his thin lips.
[;occ] wow... lame post.. but blah D:
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