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Stripes
May 18, 2005 23:10:46 GMT -5
Post by slidershal on May 18, 2005 23:10:46 GMT -5
She gave Lizzie a little smile. "It's not that."
Lizzies little face wrinkled in confusion. Riley looked away.
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Stripes
May 18, 2005 23:14:27 GMT -5
Post by Shalimar P Fox on May 18, 2005 23:14:27 GMT -5
Lizzie ate her dinner just as david came in and handed her her cup and sat down to eat his. Lizzie jumped down from the table and ran off leaving david and riley alone " whats up riley?"
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Stripes
May 18, 2005 23:23:14 GMT -5
Post by slidershal on May 18, 2005 23:23:14 GMT -5
Giving up, she put down her fork and looked at Carter for the first time since he'd put her plate down in front of her.
"What do you mean?" she asked, knowing that she wasn't fooling him even as the words came out, and hating that she couldn't be more convincing.
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Stripes
May 18, 2005 23:24:35 GMT -5
Post by Shalimar P Fox on May 18, 2005 23:24:35 GMT -5
David put his fork down and sighed " somethings bothering you i can tell"
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Stripes
May 18, 2005 23:28:54 GMT -5
Post by slidershal on May 18, 2005 23:28:54 GMT -5
"Why did you make me a Corporal?" she asked him, her voice and her posture blunt. Her tone was close to accusatory. It was because she was scared to death, and didn't know what else to say that wouldn't lead somewhere she didn't want to go.
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Stripes
May 18, 2005 23:30:41 GMT -5
Post by Shalimar P Fox on May 18, 2005 23:30:41 GMT -5
David cleared his throat " it was orders from the general ross" he looked at her " if you dont like the idea of being premoted you are gonna have to talk to him and besides with all the work you do well you deserve it"
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Stripes
May 18, 2005 23:34:39 GMT -5
Post by slidershal on May 18, 2005 23:34:39 GMT -5
With more than mild surprise, she realized that he was lying. Staring back at him, her eyes narrowed.
"It wasn't Ross, was it?," she was saying, the surprise creeping into her voice. "You recommended the promotion."
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Stripes
May 18, 2005 23:36:42 GMT -5
Post by Shalimar P Fox on May 18, 2005 23:36:42 GMT -5
David stood up " you deserve it riley what do you want to be a specialist forever? he looked at her " it happens everyone gets promoted and it was your time to be promoted"
lizzie could hear them
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Stripes
May 18, 2005 23:43:53 GMT -5
Post by slidershal on May 18, 2005 23:43:53 GMT -5
Carter was irritated with her now, it seemed, and she was regretting that she had goaded him into this.
Do you want to be a Specialist forever?
The question froze her for just an instant. Specialist meant safety, but she had to admit that, no, she didn't want to be one forever. She was just scared...
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Stripes
May 18, 2005 23:45:41 GMT -5
Post by Shalimar P Fox on May 18, 2005 23:45:41 GMT -5
David sighed " sleep on it and if you dont want the promotion ill take it back only takes some paper work"
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Stripes
May 18, 2005 23:51:22 GMT -5
Post by slidershal on May 18, 2005 23:51:22 GMT -5
He actually looked hurt. God, she had made a royal mess of this.
"You don't have to do that," she told him softly. She sighed. "I'm sorry, sir. I didn't mean for any of this to sound so disrespectful. It isn't what it sounds like."
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Stripes
May 18, 2005 23:55:55 GMT -5
Post by Shalimar P Fox on May 18, 2005 23:55:55 GMT -5
" then tell me whats wrong riley you dont have to be afraid of me" he said calmly.
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Stripes
May 18, 2005 23:59:18 GMT -5
Post by slidershal on May 18, 2005 23:59:18 GMT -5
She expected her stomach to plummet in terror. Instead, her heart was wrenching in her chest. Something about him made her want to tell it all, every last detail.
She looked at him, pain in her eyes as she told him, "I can't."
Putting her napkin on the table, she stood abruptly. "I should go."
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Stripes
May 19, 2005 0:02:04 GMT -5
Post by Shalimar P Fox on May 19, 2005 0:02:04 GMT -5
David nodded" ok but im here if you ever want to talk" he seen lizzie and picked her up and walked riley to the door.
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Stripes
May 19, 2005 0:04:40 GMT -5
Post by slidershal on May 19, 2005 0:04:40 GMT -5
"Thank you, sir, for dinner," she said, straightening her berette on top of her head. She looked at Lizzie then, and suddenly felt guilty. The park...
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