Roswell Re-vamped (AU/CC Mature) Thread #1
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Michael
I notice the two fighting, but try to tune them out. Even as I look down at my menu, I catch Liz watching intently, so I look over again. One of the waitresses has gone over to try to calm them down, but it doesn't seem to be working.
Losing all interest in the menu, I look at Alex. "What do you think they're fighting about?"
I notice the two fighting, but try to tune them out. Even as I look down at my menu, I catch Liz watching intently, so I look over again. One of the waitresses has gone over to try to calm them down, but it doesn't seem to be working.
Losing all interest in the menu, I look at Alex. "What do you think they're fighting about?"

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Michael
"Well, yeah. But why on Earth would you start something in a restaurant. That's rude and annoying."
I get the urge to go up and punch one of them in the face, but I decide against it. Then I see something glinting near the waist of one of the guys. Shit.
"Alex, is that a gun?" I whisper over my menu, nodding in their direction.
((g2g, bye!))
"Well, yeah. But why on Earth would you start something in a restaurant. That's rude and annoying."
I get the urge to go up and punch one of them in the face, but I decide against it. Then I see something glinting near the waist of one of the guys. Shit.
"Alex, is that a gun?" I whisper over my menu, nodding in their direction.
((g2g, bye!))

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*Liz*
I watch the scene in front of us. And the two guys looks mad. "Liz stay low." Alex tells me. What! now telling me what to do. I whisper to Alex " Bug off!" I said.
I looked back at the scene. It looks to me like someone is going to get hurt. I notice the hold entire resturant is quiet. No one has said a word. Ok this is a tricky situation we have here.
Uh oh....now I have go to the bathroom. I'm going to pee in my pant. I cross my legs to try hold my blader. Whenever I'm nervous my blader tend to be like a river that never runs out of water. I'm not going to get up though and walk into the scene. Hey I may be stubborn but I not niave.
I watch the scene in front of us. And the two guys looks mad. "Liz stay low." Alex tells me. What! now telling me what to do. I whisper to Alex " Bug off!" I said.
I looked back at the scene. It looks to me like someone is going to get hurt. I notice the hold entire resturant is quiet. No one has said a word. Ok this is a tricky situation we have here.
Uh oh....now I have go to the bathroom. I'm going to pee in my pant. I cross my legs to try hold my blader. Whenever I'm nervous my blader tend to be like a river that never runs out of water. I'm not going to get up though and walk into the scene. Hey I may be stubborn but I not niave.
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*Liz*
Alex grab my arm, "Liz stay down..please." he said. And I am getting fed up here. Who does think he is? Michael? Well neither Michael or him can tell me what to do. I yank my arm away. I whisper to him," quiet telling me what to do, or you will have third eye growning at the back of your head." I said.
Alex grab my arm, "Liz stay down..please." he said. And I am getting fed up here. Who does think he is? Michael? Well neither Michael or him can tell me what to do. I yank my arm away. I whisper to him," quiet telling me what to do, or you will have third eye growning at the back of your head." I said.
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*Maria*
I swear if it wasn't for Izzy and her mom I would never work in a tourist trap like this. First of all the antenas are insulting and secondly the uniform is way too short for my liking. Giving some out of towners their burgers and fries I turn back towards my side of the diner. Isabel looks a little uncomfortable when two shiftly looking gentleman walk in and take a seat in her section. Flashing her a supportive smile I walk over to take their order. The jerks brush me off telling me in a not so subtle way to get lost.
I feel the need to bash this guys face, but out of respect for Iz and her mothers nice establishment I subdue the urge by simply walking away. Alex has decided to take this oppertunity to go on break. Analyzing the table where he resides I notice he's hanging out with those weird people again. I'm about to go take their order when the rednecks in the corner start shouting. What's their problem? Taking the situation in my own hands I make my way over to the arguing ruffions.
Unfortunately I don't notice the shiny metallic until it's too late. The one with the trucker hat pulls the weapon only to be caught off balance by his estranged partner. There's a blast causing everyone to duck. Too bad my reflexes suck. A warmth spreads over my abdomen and then I'm on the floor. The room begins to spin as the lights around me dim.
It's then that he appears.
I swear if it wasn't for Izzy and her mom I would never work in a tourist trap like this. First of all the antenas are insulting and secondly the uniform is way too short for my liking. Giving some out of towners their burgers and fries I turn back towards my side of the diner. Isabel looks a little uncomfortable when two shiftly looking gentleman walk in and take a seat in her section. Flashing her a supportive smile I walk over to take their order. The jerks brush me off telling me in a not so subtle way to get lost.
I feel the need to bash this guys face, but out of respect for Iz and her mothers nice establishment I subdue the urge by simply walking away. Alex has decided to take this oppertunity to go on break. Analyzing the table where he resides I notice he's hanging out with those weird people again. I'm about to go take their order when the rednecks in the corner start shouting. What's their problem? Taking the situation in my own hands I make my way over to the arguing ruffions.
Unfortunately I don't notice the shiny metallic until it's too late. The one with the trucker hat pulls the weapon only to be caught off balance by his estranged partner. There's a blast causing everyone to duck. Too bad my reflexes suck. A warmth spreads over my abdomen and then I'm on the floor. The room begins to spin as the lights around me dim.
It's then that he appears.


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