Who: Ana-Lucia Cortez & James "Sawyer" Ford
When: Late night, 31st.
Where: Bar.
Why: As long as he doesn't bring Kate with him, Ana would oblige to see Sawyer again, despite not knowing that he'd be in this bar...she just wants a drink.
Rating: PG-13 for almost PR0n.
Status: Closed; in-progress.
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So this girl walks into a bar... )
So, anyway. He walked up to the bar. Only a few people were there, and there was a handy row of three empty stools. Obeyin' the rules of mostly empty bars and men's bathrooms everywhere, James sat down on th' stool in the middle. "Three shots a whiskey," he said, raising his chin and looking at the bartender.
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Furrowing her eyebrows, Ana turned to get up and leave. She wasn't ready for this emotional shit. Slapping down the money. "Keep the change, Joe."
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"Guess Kate weren't going insane after all. What're you doin' up outta yer grave, Miss Freaky?"
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There was a knot in her stomach. "Go find your girlfriend, I'm sure she'll want to do something, it is New Years and that is all she's good for." then she turned to stalk off.
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After downing it, he continued, "Guess death made ya into even more of a bitter bitch than you were afore, huh?"
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"No." the Hispanic beauty as if like lightning snapped her head to the side to see the bartender and finally settled back in her seat, there was one empty one between them. "Gimme' another shot." she'd sit here till she was ass drunk, miserable that's what she was.
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Grabbing onto the magazine had the little Rambina moved back over towards her shot, downed it and then opened up the book to read.
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"I stole your gun." a sickeningly sweet smile.
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"Yeah, I guess that were one of the results," James nodded, giving her that. "Guess so." He looked at her again, blue eyes sharp and amused.
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"I was going to kill Ben." she nearly muttered it.
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"Ah, that's what th' whole thing were for then, huh? Way to kill ol' Head Honcho himself? Well, instead, looks like ya got yerself killed, didn't it?" He shrugged, fillin' another shotglass and sliding it her way before downing another shot himself.
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