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Gar Logan ([info]lewdgreendude) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2008-05-21 22:11:00

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Entry tags:gar logan, rose frost, time warp plot

Who: Gar and Rose
What: The Adventures of Beast Boy and Kid Jailbait
When: 1920's Chicago
Warnings: Maybe a couple.

In the Middle Agey Times, Gar had talked like a Shakespeare character (although he was well aware that Shakespeare was writing during the Elizabethan era, and thus technically occurred in the Modern Age). No one had seemed to care. In the Old West, he'd done his best John Wayne impression, and his John Wayne impression was really the stuff of legends. No one had taken much notice of that either.

At the moment, Gar was talking like a Dick Tracy reject.

To his complete lack of surprise, no one cared.

Gar walked into the shop, fedora worn high and proud. "I'm here looking for a gift, see? A nice one, see? Pretty girl, big birthday, make it happen, see?"

"Here, you're green, you are!" exclaimed the shopkeep, plainly East End accent clashing strongly with the newfound Chicagohood of the storefront.

"Yes. Well done," said Gar, dropping his bad voice acting. "I've been drinking a lot of absinthe at the local speakeasy. Can we focus here?"

"...sure, guv'."

"Good." After negotiating for his purchase, Gar and the man came to an agreement regarding payment: Gar told him the address of this magical green-making speakeasy, and he got Rose's gift that had been reserved for another customer. "Pleasure."

With that, Gar placed the gift in his hat, put the hat on his head, and turned into a cheetah, the hat disappearing wherever his clothes always went. "I'll see you later, guy! I got a girl to give a pretty thing."

The shopkeeper watched as the talking green cat left. "I have to get some of that absinthe."


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[info]lewdgreendude
2008-05-22 03:19 am UTC (link)
His iPod left in 2008 New York, Gar was left to his own devices as far as entertainment went. Which might have explained why people were so thrown off by the singing cheetah careening down the street. "Well you can tell by the way I use my walk, I'm a woman's man, no time to talk. Music loud, women warm, I've been kicked around since the time I was born..."

Gar skidded to a stop near an alley that led to the door that led to the speakeasy. He moved as subtly as he could towards it and knocked three times. The little eye hole in the door slid open. "Wow, you guys really use those? I thought that was just in movies and comic books."

"Password."

"Oh, right. Um. Watermelon sauerkraut. Which, have to say? Not attractive. Kind of ruins the old appetite, Paulie. George. Dave. Gimme a name."

Pauliegeorgedave opened the door and motioned curtly for Gar to get his green ass inside. He spotted Rose instantly, a shining beacon of awesome in a sea of drunken girls. And Sophie, who was also cool. And Rachel, who was probably cool. He crossed the room and slide in next to her. "Happy birthday, Rosie-doll. Like my hat?"

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[info]diamondclaws
2008-05-22 03:32 am UTC (link)
Rose looked him up and down, a small smile curling her lips. "This whole look works. But," she reached up and ran her index finger over the ridge of his hat, "the hat's very nice." She straightened and posed. "And how do you like me as a flapper?" The skirt was short. The top worked well with her flat chest. And the red hair that wasn't concealed by a hat was wavy and bobbed.

Rose stole a glance at Gar's hands quickly. She was checking for a present, trying to be as sneaky about it as possible. She'd have to brush her hands against his pockets next.

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[info]lewdgreendude
2008-05-22 03:51 am UTC (link)
"Didn't I tell you? And you look really good. I didn't think I was one of those dudes who was like, 'Man, I really miss the flapper look, someone should bring it back.' But now. You could bring it back. Personally. And your hair is really cute." Realizing what he just said, he amended, "And also breasts, you know, manly things. Beer. Sports. Liquor."

Gar winked, completely unable to take himself seriously. "Oh, I got you a present. Hope it stays with you, but it probably won't." He carefully slid his hat off his head, hiding the gift underneath it. He placed it on the table with the utmost care. "I didn't have time to wrap it. So just go ahead and pretend it's really pretty."

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[info]diamondclaws
2008-05-22 04:09 am UTC (link)
Rose grinned, forcing her hands to remain at her sides and out of her hair. "Thank you," she said. It was a good thing the light was low. He probably wouldn't notice her blush much.

Her attention went to the present as soon as Gar revealed it. Once he set it down on the table, she ran her fingers over the top. There were roses etched into the top, with what looked like diamond inlaid dewdrops. It was a music box. Once she opened it, a quiet little tune started playing. With her sensitive ears, she could hear it over the noise of the patrons. "This is beautiful," she said.

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[info]lewdgreendude
2008-05-22 04:18 am UTC (link)
"It's Bach's Air on the G String. I like the song, but let's face it, I got it for you because it had the words 'g string' in it. And, you know, diamonds and Roses, it's like it's meant for you. You can't tell me that's not you all over." Gar put his hat back on, feeling slightly more confident for it. It was hard to feel nervous when you wore a fedora. Probably explained the Question.

"I guess I can tell you now. Back home, I got you an antique mirror. I wanted to get you something really pretty, and I thought, well, if you're the one looking into it, then that's what you're going to see."

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[info]diamondclaws
2008-05-22 04:26 am UTC (link)
Of course Gar would take a sweet gift add some sexual implication to it. Rose didn't mind because she knew Gar. All the dirty jokes and come ons were meant well. "Thank you, Gar." It was so strong, she was fairly certain he'd notice her blush even in the low light. But she didn't mind terribly. Rose could allow herself a few moments of weakness in front of him as long as they were few and far between. In order to ground herself, Rose reached up and tilted the fedora to the side. "Better."

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[info]lewdgreendude
2008-05-22 04:46 am UTC (link)
"I'm glad you like it," said Gar, grinning himself. She was blushing a little, something he attributed to... well, in his heart of hearts, to their chemistry, but on a conscious level, more to the crowds in the speakeasy. Where people were, apparently, given to speaking easily.

"So, if you were back home, what were you going to do again? A concert?" He looked around at the handful of tipsy lawbreakers. "What do you think? Is tonight a step up or a step down?"

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[info]diamondclaws
2008-05-22 04:55 am UTC (link)
"Yes, a concert." She mentioned the name of the band, an indie rock group that she didn't think Gar would know. "I suppose this isn't quite so bad." Which meant that she was enjoying herself well enough here, free flow of drugs and drink aside.

There was one thing Rose had planned that could still happen here. She was debating whether she should go for it or let Gar make that first move.

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[info]lewdgreendude
2008-05-22 05:29 am UTC (link)
"I have no idea who those people are. But hell, they're probably trapped in the twenties same as we are, so probably someone somewhere is doing the Charleston while they try to figure out how to plug acoustic guitars into the walls. Twenty-three skidoo!"

He fiddled with the brim of his hat. The chemistry from the last time they saw each other hadn't yet faded. "So, when we get back, are you going to take advantage of your newfound age and get a car? Is sixteen the driving age in England, too? I don't know how things work on the other side of the pond. It's pretty rare that I'm in a car without my head hanging out the window and my ears flapping in the wind."

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[info]diamondclaws
2008-05-22 05:40 am UTC (link)
They were standing close together. Not too close, but close enough that thoughts of kissing him weren't going to go away. "I don't really need a license," she said, "Not when we have a driver. I'll take classes, I suppose. Just to have a license." It wasn't terribly important to her, though. She'd grown up in New York, where driving a car wasn't a rite of passage.

Rose noticed a group in the distance staring at them. "Have many people been bothering you here about being green?"

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[info]lewdgreendude
2008-05-22 05:54 am UTC (link)
"They're all drunk and high on opium. But I should probably put a stop to this now. Excuse me." Gar turned to the group. "Hey! Are you guys whispering about the green skin or the pointed ears?"

There was a brief moment of awkwardness before the Head Drunk stood (only just) and said, "The skin, freak! You're freaky!"

"No, I'm Canadian. This is how people look in Canada. You ever been there? No? So that's how we look. This way we can better hunt the wild moose. You know, and beavers. For the beaver pelt. I love beavers." He was aware that they weren't buying it. "Look, Africa? Black skin. China? Yellow skin. America? Red skin. Canadians are green." They shrugged and returned to their drinks.

Gar turned back to Rose. "Well, that was some awesome racism. I hope one of them does go to Canada and asks for a Greenie."

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[info]diamondclaws
2008-05-22 05:59 am UTC (link)
Rose could only laugh. She liked Gar. It was obvious she had for some time. Odd outbursts from him made her feelings for him only grow stronger. Rose supposed she had a soft spot for funny boys. The small snob inside of her didn't really like this.

The music playing changed from something soft and bluesy to more upbeat jazz. "Wait here," Rose said, taking her music box and running to Sophie and Rachel. She asked her sisters to hold the gift for her for a little while. Then she ran back to Gar. She took his hand. "Dance with me," she commanded.

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[info]lewdgreendude
2008-05-22 06:13 am UTC (link)
The musicians in the corner were looking at him, one of which Gar could swear was a dead ringer for Louis Armstrong. He looked amused. Gar was sure that Louis Armstrong had never made it to London during the 1920s, but then again, he was sure that London during the 1920s definitely wasn't Chicago. Still, he got a smirk out of Satchmo, and how many people can say that?

Gar followed Rose onto the dance floor, such as it was. "I like how you didn't even stop to think I might say no. Or that my opinion on the matter wasn't relevant to the conversation. But I'm down." Although if asked to jitterbug, he would start singing "Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go," and probably wouldn't be able to stop.

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[info]diamondclaws
2008-05-22 06:28 am UTC (link)
She smiled and when she spoke, her voice almost came out as a purr. "I knew you'd say yes." The girl was nothing if not confident in the right setting. Rose didn't know the dance moves. She'd been watching people dance since she'd arrived, but trying to get everything down without tips from people who knew what they were doing was almost impossible. However she moved, Rose decided she was going to have fun with this. Even if she wasn't the most graceful girl on the floor. "Is this the Charleston?" She asked with a laugh.

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[info]lewdgreendude
2008-05-22 06:48 am UTC (link)
Gar laughed. It was rare that he was better at something than someone else, but then he was the one who'd taken dance classes and had been dancing out of the way of supervillains since he was practically in diapers. "All right, come here." He pulled Rose close and placed one of her hands on his shoulder while placing his own in the middle of her back. Then with his free hand, he took her free hand.

"All right, just try to repeat after me, okay?" He left a little space between them so she could see what they were doing. "It's pretty simple. One, two--you move with me, see." He gestured with his foot. "One, two, three, four, that's right, five, six, good, seven, eight." He grinned at her. "It's just that. If you get good at it and want to improvise, rock on. Now stop watching your feet and keep your eyes on me, don't worry about messing up. Just have fun."

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[info]diamondclaws
2008-05-22 06:54 am UTC (link)
She liked the closeness. And she really liked that he took the lead. Rose followed his instructions, not too concerned with missing a step or two. She had good rhythm, even if she didn't know the steps. "You're good at this." She sounded surprised.

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[info]lewdgreendude
2008-05-22 07:12 am UTC (link)
"Dance classes, choreographers yelling in your ear, it adds up," said Gar, with uncharacteristic humility. Then he added, for good measure, "Plus, you know, I'm fucking awesome at everything I do. Like, ever. So, I mean, that's just something to throw out there."

As the song went on, Gar didn't take his eyes off of Rose's face. "You really do look very nice today," he said quite suddenly. He was surprised; it was as if his mouth had said it without consulting his brain. Although it was true; she did, as always, look very nice.

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[info]diamondclaws
2008-05-22 06:06 pm UTC (link)
With any other boy, she would have made a move. Or told him to make a move. Her relationship with Gar was different. Better. She actually cared about him, which was she didn't push too fast or too hard.

It was his compliment that did it for her. "Thank you," she said. She moved a little closer to him, having gotten comfortable enough in the dance. Still swaying slightly to the beat, she leaned in and kissed him. It was soft and slow. Rose wanted to savor this. She'd been wanting to do this for some time now. Smiling a little into the kiss, she realized she didn't even have to stand on her tip-toes.

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[info]lewdgreendude
2008-05-22 11:31 pm UTC (link)
It was... surprising, to say the least. The last time this had almost happened, it had just been a moment that had swept them away. Now, it was if she had been looking for a good time to kiss him, and then made her move. Gar, contrary to his general behavior, didn't often make moves. Kissing Rose first would have been a milestone.

Despite that, her body pressed gently against his, her lips soft, the music slowing to a more romantic tune, it did feel... right. When the kiss broke, Gar was speechless for a moment. His eyebrows raised, his cheeks flushed dark green, he struggled for words that didn't come.

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[info]diamondclaws
2008-05-24 05:03 am UTC (link)
It had been a good kiss, especially considering it was a real first kiss. Rose felt good when they pulled apart. Most of her birthday plans had been put on hold. Not this one.

"You're blushing," Rose said with a smile. She'd never noticed before, but now they were close enough that it was hard to notice. "I didn't know you could blush." She meant that she didn't think it was possible that Gar could feel embarrassed. He had a mouth on him. He seemed the sort of person who just didn't get shy. Which was why his behavior was so pleasing.

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[info]lewdgreendude
2008-05-24 05:45 am UTC (link)
"Maybe I don't usually have reason to." In most any other situation he would have acted offended, pretend that he thought she meant that just because he was green, he couldn't blush like every other white person. Maybe throw in that just because she was passing for a baseline human didn't mean she got to judge verdant Americans. He didn't say it this time.

"So, and you don't have to say yes, but I'm just going to throw this out there. You like me, don't you?"

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[info]diamondclaws
2008-05-24 05:54 am UTC (link)
She was thrown a little by his question. For a moment, she just looked at him. They were moving slower than the other couples on the dance floor. Luckily, no one had crashed into them. The sloppy drunks were still sitting around the bar. "I..." It seemed a little silly to try and hide it. Rose liked him. She had for a while. "Yes," she said, suddenly feeling vulnerable.

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[info]lewdgreendude
2008-05-25 11:29 pm UTC (link)
"I like you too. I'm glad." Gar was still smiling as he rested his forehead against hers. "Not sure what we're meant to do from here, though. Maybe the next world we pop into will have a diner so I can take you to get egg creams before we go to the sock hop."

Suddenly aware that the music had stopped and that maybe Louis had gone to take a break, Gar straightened up a bit. "So, here's a question. Big squishy romantic whatnot aside, am I still allowed to give you birthday spankings? And a pinch to grow an inch!"

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[info]diamondclaws
2008-05-25 11:35 pm UTC (link)
Rose knew Rachel and Sophie were watching from a corner. She was sure she'd be grilled and probably teased about this later. At the moment, she didn't really care. She felt butterflies in her stomach when he leaned into her and mourned a little when he pulled away. Until he spoke.

She laughed and tried to look outraged as she smacked him lightly on the arm. "No spankings. No pinching." She shook her head. "Get that idea out of your head."

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[info]lewdgreendude
2008-05-26 12:44 am UTC (link)
"Hey, if you're going to date me, it's best that you know what you're getting into. This is the future. This is the grim reality of our new romance: constant, non-stop Gar." He stuck his tongue out.

"I dunno, I think I don't mind having it in my head." He stroked his chin, pretending to fantasize about sexual escapades. What he was actually thinking of, to his endless masculine shame, was how nice it would be to go to a movie or a play or dancing or dinner with Rose, doing ridiculously stupid things. Fortunately, he was still masculine enough not to want to go shopping. He clung to that feeling.

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[info]diamondclaws
2008-05-26 12:48 am UTC (link)
"So we're going to be dating?" There was a tiny smile on her face. The thought of going out with Gar as more than friends pleased her greatly. This was looking to be one of her best birthdays.

"You're extremely lucky I'm not psychic. I hope you know that." She guessed that she'd be much less inclined to injure him if she didn't see his thoughts. Which she figured were quite obscene.

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[info]lewdgreendude
2008-05-26 01:10 am UTC (link)
"Dating? Probably. I've tried relationships where we stand on opposite ends of town and flash semaphore messages to each other, but it didn't really work out. She had an aversion to flags after a childhood football game wherein the entire flag team descended into anarchy and fought the football team to the death. Maybe. It was hard to read, with the flag shaking as she told me the story."

Gar shrugged, having had enough experience with a psychic girlfriend to know the pros and cons. "I think we both are. You'd be grossed out and wouldn't like me as much, and I have to tell you, I am a very good kisser. You'd be missing out."

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[info]diamondclaws
2008-05-26 02:39 am UTC (link)
Rose walked with Gar toward the bar. She made sure to steer clear of the annoying drunks, which was no easy task considering the place was lousy with them. "I'd say you're a good kisser. I'm not quite sure if you're very good yet."

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[info]lewdgreendude
2008-05-26 03:01 am UTC (link)
"Oh no?" Quite without warning, he placed a hand behind her head and another behind her back and kissed her like a sailor coming home from World War II. Like most things Gar did, it was very theatrical and on the spur of the moment and probably ill-advised.

A few moments after his point had been made, he realized he should probably stop kissing her now. And then another few moments passed, and he stood up again, patiently awaiting a slap across the face. "Well, give me a few months, I'll figure out how best to smooch you."

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[info]diamondclaws
2008-05-26 03:09 am UTC (link)
It probably showed just how much she liked him that she hadn't speared him as soon as he'd pulled her close. She did let out a surprised little sound and almost protested for half a moment before getting caught up in the kiss. Maybe he was as good as he bragged. Rose certainly wouldn't give him the satisfaction of saying so out loud.

She slapped him, but mostly for show. "Next time you do that without warning or permission, you're going to be hurting for a few days, bub." There was some amusement in her eyes and her tone wasn't nearly as harsh as it could have been. Half the people around them who'd been watching applauded, some catcalled and those that sympathized with Gar booed.

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[info]lewdgreendude
2008-05-27 04:15 am UTC (link)
He rubbed his cheek, but was smiling. Gar waved away the reactions of the people around him. "A few days? Is that a threat or a promise?" He waggled his eyebrows suggestively. He knew where the line was, and sometimes he crossed it, if only so that they could laugh when he ran back to the other side.

"So, first date. I'm seeing pizza, liquor, whores. French whores. Or, alternatively, I take you out for dinner and a movie, then I walk you home, and we linger around the door for a bit before you either go in without a good night kiss so you leave me wanting, or you kiss me and run inside so you still leave me wanting."

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[info]diamondclaws
2008-05-28 03:58 am UTC (link)
She smirked teasingly. "I hope you realize that I'm used to expensive dates, nights on the town, limos and roses. Expensive champagne." She wasn't really a fan of champagne, but he didn't need to know that. A first date at the movies was okay with Rose. She just wanted to play with Gar a little, maybe make him a little nervous.

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[info]lewdgreendude
2008-05-29 02:59 am UTC (link)
"No you're not," said Gar with absolute confidence as he wondered whether or not you could get a fruit juice in a speakeasy without the bartender laughing at you. "I've been on dates with that kind of girl. I know that kind of girl. You're too classy to be that high class."

"Do you have any more plans today? Family dinner, that kind of thing? I mean, it is the big One Six. Even if you're missing your... dieciséisañera proper, your folks probably want to chow down with you. Plus, Sophie and Rachel have totally been shooting us looks all night long, I think they want to giggle about boys with you."

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[info]diamondclaws
2008-05-29 03:07 am UTC (link)
One day she'd make him nervous. It was possible. Rose had seen him blush today. She planned to do it again. Smiling, she glanced over at Sophie and Rachel. "They've been cheering me on with their powers for the past few minutes," she admitted.

"I do have to get back to my parents. They'll be sore with me if I get home too late."

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[info]lewdgreendude
2008-05-29 04:01 am UTC (link)
"Assuming your home hasn't become a den of iniquity. I passed by the NYU Business School on the way here? It's a whorehouse now. Of course, the only reason I could tell the difference is because what prostitutes do, people like, and Sternies don't go in for that kind of thing."

Gar leaned back in his chair and waved at the girls. Emma had lodged a few scary images in his head, but they didn't bother, probably because Gar's head was a scary place to be. It was bad enough that he was lewd, but Gar was as inclined to ogle a woman's smell as he was her cleavage. Assuming "ogle" was appropriate. "Good luck explaining the boyfriend thing to your father. I'd walk you home, but I don't want to die."

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[info]diamondclaws
2008-05-29 04:22 am UTC (link)
"I'm sure my mother would have cleared out and prostitutes by now." There was a bad joke in there somewhere. Rose wasn't going to touch it. She smirked. "My father will deal with it. And he won't hurt you."

Rose broke the distance between herself and Gar, leaning in to kiss him on the cheek. "Thank you for the gift, Gar," she said softly.

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[info]lewdgreendude
2008-05-29 04:43 am UTC (link)
"I'm glad you like it, Rose," said Gar, just as softly, his voice as sincere as it had ever been. "Happy birthday." Then, apparently having gotten it out of his system, his voice became irreverent again. "As soon as someone invents cell phones again, I'm probably going to call you and arrange our date. Champagne, roses, limo. I'll try to come up with some more symbols of excess for us."

Gar got the attention of the bartender and, with some effort, got him to make a fruit juice cocktail by explaining that he just poured in everything he would do for a mixed drink, then leaving out the drink. Then he stood on his stool. "Excuse me, ladies and drunkards, flappers and gangsters, souses of all ages. I, as an Australian gentleman, would like to raise a toast to Miss Rose Frost, who's currently celebrating her birthday! To Rose!"

"To Rose," echoed enough of the assembled lawbreakers to punch through the din of the establishment.

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[info]diamondclaws
2008-05-29 05:20 pm UTC (link)
That shift from sincere to playful was interesting to Rose. She watched his face as it happened and would have made comment if not for the fact that he mentioned a future date. That distracted her in the best way possible. "I'll be expecting a call."

When she was toasted, a faint blush crept onto her face. She enjoyed the attention, though, and smiled at strangers who wished her well. In the distance, she noticed Sophie and Rachel watching her and trying very hard to call her over subtly. Rose mouthed at them to wait a second. Once Gar had hopped down from the stool, Rose met his eyes and smiled. "I'll see you later."

She turned and almost slinked away to her friends, hoping that Gar was watching her go but not willing to turn and check.

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