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To See an Old Friend Jul 1, 2015 19:00:22 GMT -6 ~*~Amber~*~ likes this

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Post by Leandra Riminesi on Jul 1, 2015 19:00:22 GMT -6

Leandra had heard from the Aurora rumor mill that Thomas Raines was was back. Maybe not back in the same capacity that he once had been, but he owned a bar in Snow Vale. She didn't feel much like a drink this evening, but she did want to see an old friend. Or atleast she'd say friend - he was probably the closest thing she had to such at Aurora these last few years. She didn't like letting people close and with her family it simply wasn't a good idea.

She had waited until late enough for the library to be closed and went to her room, freshened up and changed before heading towards Snowy Vale. It wasn't a long trip into town, but it was long enough for her to think. She hadn't been the best of friends really. She hadn't owled him or anything - so what made her think he wouldn't be mad? Then again, he hadn't owled her either. Unless he was already mad...She didn't know. She shouldn't have even worried about it and just kept to her little schedule of the library, snooping, and watching after her nephew as instructed, but something compelled her go to Snowy Vale. The town wasn't too bustling at this hour sort of the calm before the rush, she figured as it was around 9ish at night.

For several moments she stood in front of Thomas's bar, chewing her lip. She finally heaved a sigh and opened the heavy wooden door that threatened to possibly hit her before she got across the threshold. She looked around the bar for Thomas, but didn't see him. Leandra walked over to the bartender behind the counter she asked for Thomas an after looking her up and down the man had pointed out back and up so she could only assume that he had an apartment on-site. She had thanked the man and walked back outside and around the side of the bar. She saw stairs that she hadn't previously seen that led up to a door above the bar itself. This amused her and didn't seem like the Thomas she remembered at all, but then again people change. She quietly climbed the stairs, stopping at the front door she smoothed her navy blue polka dot dress before bringing her hand up to knock on the door.

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To See an Old Friend Jul 2, 2015 23:12:09 GMT -6

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Post by Coach Thomas Raines on Jul 2, 2015 23:12:09 GMT -6

The night off and what does Thomas do? He yawns, stretched out on his couch a beer in hand, several already under his belt and plus a few spiked butterbeers, he's in a pretty good place. The couch is very cozy, but he's still just staying in. Alone. Drinking. How pathetic can he get? After he'd made himself a promise to take on any offers he get in the bar, or Nick's offer of a double.. The problem was none of that had happened yet and he still wasn't the type to just go up to a woman he didn't know.. No Thomas was a serial-friend-er and then mabe- mayyyyybe something would happen from there. He guzzles the rest of his beer and contemplates about getting up for another when a curious thing happens. Soemthing that hasen't happened at all since he moved to Snowy Vale and above the bar. There was a knock on his door.

Feeling like he must now get up, he takes his time letting his imagination run wild with who it could possibly be. Nick stands at the door, 'Sorry man, I gotta go. Hot blonde needs some attention, can you cover my shift?' OR a fiery redhead stands at the door, 'Hi, the bartender told me that you could really use a fun ni-' Thomas shakes his head, no, no.. Fiery redhead always makes Thomas think of Merry and as far as he could tell she couldn't be any less interested. He opens the door to see Leah, blonde hair wet from the rain- No. Just stop.

He grabs another beer, scratching his bare chest as he heads for the door. He takes a swig before actually looking through the curtain of the window beside the door. Blonde hair. His stupid heart gives the tinyest of jumps as thoughts of Leah quickly flash through and then he takes another swig of the beer and schools his expression. Opening the door swiftly, "Le-" he almost chokes on the syllable when he realizes it's a different blonde. "Andra! Wo- Hey, how are y- you?" Stumbling over the words he feels ridiculous and naked now. Acutely aware of his shirtlessness and that he hadn't been too worried about that a few minutes ago.

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To See an Old Friend Jul 13, 2015 21:55:45 GMT -6

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Post by Leandra Riminesi on Jul 13, 2015 21:55:45 GMT -6

Leandra head had been racing an she had felt slightly dizzy with anxiety before Thomas answered the door. What was taking him so damn long? Maybe he was otherwise occupied? Perhaps he had stepped out? A lot of things raced through her head and one one hand they felt like reasonable thoughts while on the other hand she knew she really shouldn't be feeling this way at all. Being close to people was not a good idea. No, no it wasn't. She had almost talked herself out of standing at his front door when he finally opened the door.

"Le-" he almost chokes on the syllable when he realizes it's a different blonde. "Andra! Wo- Hey, how are y- you?

She was just about as shocked as he was, there he was shirtless and drinking a beer. No, this. wasn't the man she remembered. Momentarily as she took in his appearance her thoughts flashed back to Halloween night a few years ago, but she quickly shook her head. Leandra chuckled, clasping her hands in front of herself, "Evening Thomas...I'm doing fairly well. I think I might've surprised you a bit." She looked him up and down again before letting her eyes settle at his feet. "I-I had just heard that you were here...in Snowy Vale...I probably should've owled first." She shrugged, not feeling her usual confident self at the moment. She closed her eyes to calm herself and when she opened them again she felt that she was in control of herself again. "So, Thomas....Am I interrupting something an need to scram or are you going to invite a girl in already? Either way, but it's getting a little chilly out here and I kinda feel a bit awkward." Leandra chuckled at her own words.

Last Edit: Jul 13, 2015 21:57:18 GMT -6 by Leandra Riminesi

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To See an Old Friend Jul 13, 2015 22:36:47 GMT -6

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Post by Coach Thomas Raines on Jul 13, 2015 22:36:47 GMT -6

She hasn't changed one bit... She still looks... Thomas shakes his head as a draft blows in from the open doorway and he shivers. Thomas blinks and it feels like an overly long blink, but in the moment his eyes are closed he can see her face, every line and detail. Her strong jawline and the curve of her smile. It's like there wasn't two years that has separated this and their last face-to-face. The guilt comes flooding through his system. He didn't know why though, he hadn't even stayed in touch with Merry really. She owled him ever so often but he hadn't replied. Too much family shit to sort through. Nothing is messier than a Ministry involved problem. Coming back the the here and now, Thomas feels horrible for leaving things as he had, but there's no changing the past.

He gives Leandra a geniune smile, "Nope, you're only interrupting the worst pitty party ever." He chuckles a little finding it harder than he thought it would be to slip back into the familiar pattern of friendship. He tries impossibly not to let it show that what happened to his sister really messed with him. "Please, you are welcome to come in. It's not tidy because well I am a man and I don't particularly like cleaning up when there's other more fun activities to do." He wags his eyebrows trying to make a joke when in reality his home is spotless and organized because he's not went out or been out since moving back.

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To See an Old Friend Jul 15, 2015 22:05:00 GMT -6

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Post by Leandra Riminesi on Jul 15, 2015 22:05:00 GMT -6

"Do you think I came to see your place? Really?" She quirked a brow at him. Of course she hadn't and he was merely trying to excuse a mess, but that wasn't something she was worried about. He was a bachelor after all. She brushed past him to enter his apartment, feeling the warm skin of his naked torso brush against the cool of her arm. The sensation sent an involuntary shudder through her, but at the same time it made a small smile flash momentarily across her face. "I do believe you lie, Thomas. This place looks barely lived in and definitely cleaner than my place." Leandra laughed, taking a seat on the end of his couch and crossing her legs.

She idly fiddled with the ruby ring she wore on her right hand still somewhat unsure of allowing herself to develop a genuine friendship. It grew tiresome letting people dictate whom you talked to, dated, or even knew in general. Bringing her full attention back to the man in front of her she let forehead crease in concern, "Why are you of all people throwing a pity party? From what I hear you run a successful business downstairs."

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To See an Old Friend Jul 15, 2015 22:52:38 GMT -6

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Post by Coach Thomas Raines on Jul 15, 2015 22:52:38 GMT -6

Thomas chuckles as Leandra smoothly walks in brushing past him. He hadn't acually moved to allow her entry, but since her arm was nice and cool compared to the blush that was heating him up at the moment, he didn't mind at all that she'd forced her way in. It was part of her charm. She was uncertain at times, but then there were times where she was forceful and demanding. Like there were two poeple warring inside of her. All this came rushing back to him from their time spent together before. Now it felt like no time at all had passed between them.

"Pity party for one because I don't know what I'm doing with my life..." Geez where the hell had that come from? He shakes his head, walking over to the couch and sitting in the armchair right beside the end of the couch that Leandra sat down on. Elbows on his knees, his head in his hands. "I- I am so sorry... I don't know why I just said that." He gives a harsh laugh, "It's not fair to treat you as if no time at all has passed... I- It was horrible of me to just-" He sighs, looking up at her, getting caught in those blue eyes of hers. "Those two years kicked my arse, what about you?"

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To See an Old Friend Jul 16, 2015 22:17:28 GMT -6

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Post by Leandra Riminesi on Jul 16, 2015 22:17:28 GMT -6

"Pity party for one because I don't know what I'm doing with my life..."

Her forehead stayed creased with concern. Even though he had a successful business now it was easy for her to discern that time had no been kind to him and she chewed her lip. Thomas went on to say he was sorry and it was unfair for him to treat her as if no time had passed. She had to inhale slowly and deeply before she butted in. As always, warring with her desire to have something she wasn't allowed. Leandra considered some attempt at consoling him, but before she could actually make a decision Thomas was looking at her and her breath caught momentarily in her chest as his light brown eyes met hers . Jeeze...Relax...Calm down... She thought to herself.

"Those two years kicked my arse, what about you?"

She leaned forward slightly, wrapping her arms around her crossed legs while lacing her fingers. Leandra considered the last two years of life at Aurora and life in general. She tilted her head, "It's been pretty boring. I keep to myself among the stacks of books in the library. I don't mingle much." It was the truth of the matter. Aurora had been utterly boring and she hadn't found anyone that she cared to talk to - besides, a good portion of the staff were different and they all seemed to spout facts or so sugary sweet they'd give you a cavity. That was not her cup of tea at all. And she didn't want to speak of her family, preferring to distance herself as much as she could. She thought for a moment, "If you think I'm upset that you didn't talk to me the past couple years...I'm not, Thomas. We were both at fault. You had other things going and me...Well, I'm just no good with people." She sighed, "It took a lot of self-talking to even get myself down here...mind you."

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To See an Old Friend Jul 19, 2015 0:06:34 GMT -6

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Post by Coach Thomas Raines on Jul 19, 2015 0:06:34 GMT -6

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"If you think I'm upset that you didn't talk to me the past couple years...I'm not, Thomas. We were both at fault. You had other things going and me...Well, I'm just no good with people." She sighed, "It took a lot of self-talking to even get myself down here...mind you."

Thomas nods, frowning slightly. "I know.. But it doesn't make the guilt go away." He shakes his head, standing back up. He's pacing before he can think about anything else, but what he's thinking about is what's making him pace. He hadn't even told Merry what all had gone on with his family. He'd sent her one message about it being a family emergency as to why he couldn't return to Aurora as the Care of Magical Creatures professor. No specifics and that'd been two years ago. How does one cope with losing an entire family? A legacy? An inheritance that you hadn't known you'd been counting on? He stops abruptly and refocuses on her, "Why? I- I mean, why did you have to pe-talk yourself here? Because of the guilt or be- because it had been so hard for me to break through the first time?" He gives a sardonic smirk, "I could tell that the walls you had around you were very thick and very tall. Believe me, I've dealt with my fair share of secrets through out my life... Most harmless, but still there's a look." He stops just as abruptly as he'd started, waving his hand at her. "I'm sorry. Don't say anything to that, it doesn't deserve an answer... Maybe anger, but not an answer. I- I'm in a weird mood and I think it's because most of my past has gone... I feel light, almost new but then I have the regrets and guilts still.. Do- does that make sense?" He gives a harsh laugh, mumbling to himself as he sits down on the couch beside her, "Probably not..."

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To See an Old Friend Jul 23, 2015 6:45:24 GMT -6

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Post by Leandra Riminesi on Jul 23, 2015 6:45:24 GMT -6

"I know.. But it doesn't make the guilt go away."

"I know" She said barely above a whisper. Leandra knew how guilt could be - it constantly nagged you and ate at you. She carried a tremendous chunk of guilt around with her on a daily basis. She played her part well though and so most would never see it since she tried to keep it buried deep within. Her thoughts flitted to her twin and what he was up to these days, but she didn't have the right to even wonder. At least not in her eyes, so she cleared the fog of her thoughts and by this point Thomas was pacing the living room. He began by questioning why she'd had to pre-talk herself here and how he knew how guarded she was with herself. She opened her mouth several times to speak, but found that she could form no words. This was something most unusual and she began to wonder if perhaps she was transparent or if it was just that he observed more, but no - he'd been through secrets before. Most harmless. Harmless she thought to herself, if only it were that simple. She knew far too many things that weren't harmless. Finally, with the waving of a hand at her he apologized w=to her and thought that she should be angry with him, but anger wasn't exactly what she felt. At this point, she wasn't sure what she was feeling. And his past was gone? What did he mean by that? She really didn't know what had gone on for him these last couple of years, but in a way her heart, guarded as it was, ached for him.

"Probably not..."

Leandra turned to face Thomas as he sat on the couch beside her. "I'm not sure exactly what has happened in these past few years, but I can truly understand why 'losing your past' could be a good thing. Merlin, do I..." She sunk back into the cushions of his couch, closing her eyes. Perhaps they were more kindred spirits than she had thought - maybe that's why it was easier to let her guard down around him even though she knew she shouldn't. But they weren't the same, were they? Thomas was a good guy who had been dealt a bad hand since last they met. She was forced to be one way when she really wondered if there was something different, but that was something she knew she'd never find out. "And for the record...I'm not angry. Least not with you." Leandra clarified, she wanted to say more yet that would mean giving up more of those damned walls he talked about breaking down before. "Merlin...What has happened these last few years?" She asked, opening her eyes again.

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To See an Old Friend Jul 23, 2015 22:47:38 GMT -6

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Post by Coach Thomas Raines on Jul 23, 2015 22:47:38 GMT -6

Thomas was pretty sure the question wasn't actually point blank to him, but sits there for a few moments watching her and wondering just what of the last two years that he was willing to share with her. Merry had been very patient with him, asking questions, yes, bringing it up constantly, yes, but she was still accepting his evading it.. for now. He truly did not want to relive it. Relive it? Hell he was still living it. It wasn't over, wouldn't be over until more of his family got hurt. "How could they be so stupid?!" It was a harried whisper, but he wouldn't be surprised if Leandra had heard him. He sighs drawing his knees, resting his elbows on his knees. Leaning forward and looking down at his bare feet.

"My dad worked at the British Ministry of Magic two years ago. Department of Creation and Regulation of Charms and Spells. I left Aurora because of some trouble my dad got himself into. There were still rumors circulating that loyalists of Voldemort were still hiding within the ranks of the Ministry and my dad had suspicions that his entire division and the other offices that shared his floor were loyalists. He took his supicions to the wrong person. It was a huge fight that got out of hand and lots of people got hurt.. This was all covered up, no one knows that this happened at the Ministry because of the fear, the panic that could take hold of the wizarding world. It's not good though." He pauses, having dropped his head down into his hands, rocking slightly because of the memories. The spells being flung through the air with his sister trying to protect the baby in her arms and Thomas trying to fight off the cloacked and hooded figures. He almost stops frozen when he realizes that his father, the man he'd loved and looked up to his entire life standing in front of him, cloacked, the hood flung back for all to see him. Fighting on the wrong side.

He clears his throat, pushing the memories away before it gets to the worst part. "Some of the loyalists were caught, but most, too many got away.. My father among them." He shakes his head, eyes shinning. "My world turned upsidedown and my sis-" His throat catches and he clears it before he can continue. Angrily he wipes at his eyes. He shakes his head realizing that he can't continue. His heart acheing at the thought of his niece and his sister.

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To See an Old Friend Jul 26, 2015 22:11:23 GMT -6

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Post by Leandra Riminesi on Jul 26, 2015 22:11:23 GMT -6

"How could they be so stupid?!"

Leandra wondered what he meant in the whisper, but she wasn't left wondering for long. Thomas launched into what had happened in the past couple of years. She found herself feeling like she'd been punched in the stomach. Loyatists...Of course. They were everywhere. Most were clever about not being seen as such, like her. No, not like her - like her family. More than likely there was more than just one hidden among the staff and students of Aurora. Leandra wasn't sure who or what she was. Only that there were two people warring within her. Her nephew, Peyton, he was her brother's son. Would he be just like him? She sighed heavily, her heart breaking even further for Thomas.

"Some of the loyalists were caught, but most, too many got away.. My father among them." He shakes his head, eyes shinning. "My world turned upsidedown and my sis-"

She was not an emotional sort of person. She was normally good at hiding her emotions. However, since day damn one, Thomas Raines had been able to poke holes into the walls around her. She clapped her hand to her mouth, tears forming in her eyes. She could imagine what had happened and she felt immensely sorry for the man beside her. Leandra could barely believe that he'd even share such a private and traumatic event with her. She knew he had many friends better than she. In her mind she was cursing her entire family even if they weren't part of the event that Thomas was talking about. And she hated that said event would be something that her family would want to know, but on the same hand it wasn't something she willingly wanted to share or something that was hers to share. After a few moments she managed to pull herself from her own torment and put an arm around Thomas to attempt to comfort him, placing her other hand delicately on his forearm. "I'm so sorry...I truly am." She whispered beside his ear. "I wish there was something that could have been done...I...I really don't know what else to say other than I'm sorry and to be here for you." This was not territory that she was familiar with...not in this way. It'd been years since she'd dealt with this sort of raw emotional and physical pain. In this moment she was instead throwing what she knew she should be doing to the wind and instead do what she wanted which was to comfort him.

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To See an Old Friend Jul 27, 2015 11:27:08 GMT -6

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Post by Coach Thomas Raines on Jul 27, 2015 11:27:08 GMT -6

"I'm so sorry...I truly am." She whispered beside his ear. "I wish there was something that could have been done...I...I really don't know what else to say other than I'm sorry and to be here for you."

Thomas appreciated the sympathy, but he wasn't processing loss or sadness, he was pissed.. Angry. He never knew it was possible to hate someone you loved, but he did. The closeness of Leandra was very close to what he'd been craving for the last year and half, but then the anger would settle down into the pit of his stomach and it'd over power anything else. Like now. He leans into her, his cheek brushes her's but then he's moving away, out of her reach. Not abruptly, but he felt like he couldn't take comfort when the anger was seething. "There isn't anything to say. I appreciate you listening to me ramble. I didn't mean to burden you with my problems.. I just needed to say it out loud. Sometimes I can forget the bad shit that happened, but then I'd think about going home to see my mom or sending an owl to my sister and then it all floods back to me."

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To See an Old Friend Jul 27, 2015 22:58:37 GMT -6

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Post by Leandra Riminesi on Jul 27, 2015 22:58:37 GMT -6

His cheek brushing hers had set her cheeks aflame, but all too soon he.was moving away. Maybe it was for the best that he did. Her heart was very quickly trying to betray her head. Leandra shook her head, focusing on something that wasn't the rushing thoughts in her mind. "Everyone needs somebody to just listen sometimes." She shrugged a shoulder, placing her hands back in her lap. She wished that she could just spill her inner secrets and what she went through, but it was impossible. Well, not exactly impossible, but inadvisable. There would be dire consequences should word get out. And given the anger that exuded from Thomas, he wouldn't want a single thing to do with her if he really knew who or what she was. "We all have to deal with the pains of our past in some way. Some talk. Some drink themselves stupid. Some bury it so deep that it'd be like digging from here to Tibet to find it." She said in a low voice. Leandra wanted her walls to go back up, sitting her letting them fall chip by chip was only going to end in their friendship or whatever could be falling apart. She must have been a glutton for punishment, "I don't suppose I could bug you for a drink? I don't even care what it is..." She decided that maybe if she had something in her hand she would be distracted since she couldn't seem to muster the will to leave just yet.

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To See an Old Friend Jul 27, 2015 23:27:28 GMT -6

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"We all have to deal with the pains of our past in some way. Some talk. Some drink themselves stupid. Some bury it so deep that it'd be like digging from here to Tibet to find it." She said in a low voice. Leandra wanted her walls to go back up, sitting her letting them fall chip by chip was only going to end in their friendship or whatever could be falling apart. She must have been a glutton for punishment, "I don't suppose I could bug you for a drink? I don't even care what it is..."

He stands with the need to move around. Just because the angry within him was front and center doesn't mean that he hadn't entertained the idea of them. She was so very guarded as he'd pointed out earlier, so distant, but for some reason he still felt a connection with her. There was something there that he was aching to explore, but he wasn't sure if he wanted to because of her or if it was just the loneliness, which wasn't fair to her... Not to mention he was not at all sure she felt the same way. Or did he feel anything? He sighs, "You're right... I've clearly not been able to deal yet. Too much anger still.." Thomas rubs his arm which reminded him that he was still not wearing a shirt. He contemplated grabbing one, but then Leandra mentioned a drink. "Oh yeah, I can make us a drink or two." Thankfully he has a good stock in his kitchen cabinet. Thought about making a mixed drink or a shot but then vetoed that in lew of just pouring some fire whiskey into two tumblers. He brings the bottle of fire whiskey to the living room with him. "I think this'll take the edge off nicely." He hands her one of the glasses and sits back down on the couch, which he thinks might end up being a bad idea.

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To See an Old Friend Jul 30, 2015 6:12:01 GMT -6

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Post by Leandra Riminesi on Jul 30, 2015 6:12:01 GMT -6

Thomas had willingly provided them both with a tumbler of fire whiskey. Leandra played with her glass for a moment, tipping it this way and that. She watched the amber-colored liquid slosh to and fro before taking a drink and concentrating on the burning of the fire whiskey as slide down her throat. "That's better." She remarked before taking a few more gulps from the glass, she thought that perhaps the evening deserved a subject changed. Neither of them should wallow in misery all night, after all. Before she could say much she found herself, somewhat studying the man on the couch beside her. First the curve of his jaw and the honey-brown shade of his eyes. Her eyes then slid down to the broadness of his still bare chest, What the hell are you doing Leandra? Her mind questioned which made her quickly gulp down the rest of her fire whiskey. "Aside from the last couple years...How are things going recently?" She asked with a small smile.

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To See an Old Friend Jul 30, 2015 22:55:11 GMT -6

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Post by Coach Thomas Raines on Jul 30, 2015 22:55:11 GMT -6

He swirls the amber colored liquid around in his glass before tasting it. Savoring the flavor and the burn as it coats his throat. He's having to consciously keep his eyes on the whiskey and not let them slide ever so easily over to Leandra. Of course the game was lost the moment he brought out the fire whiskey. He gives a small shrug and then ups his glass, draining it. "Managing a bar isn't so bad.. I found it easier to do then I thought it would be." He pours himself another drink, leaning back into the couch after setting the bottle down on the coffee table. He glances over at Leandra having lost the game of no looking. "I got an owl from Merry saying she was missing me and that there was an unsightly eyesore at the Aurora side of Snowy Vale that needed some care. I'd been backpacking across Europe at the time, staying at one seedy pub after another, anything that had a room... I didn't have a home anymore, not really. So obviously I took Merry up on her offer. Took about six months to get the bar back in order." He pauses, feeling like he was oversharing and it was nothing worth it. He takes a swig from his glass, his eyes having never left Leandra, though he wasn't just staring at her. "So.. What about you? Anything... Exciting?"

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To See an Old Friend Aug 5, 2015 16:39:40 GMT -6

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Post by Leandra Riminesi on Aug 5, 2015 16:39:40 GMT -6

Leandra has listened intently as he spoke of what he'd been up so, besides the obvious traumatic stuff. She wasn't staring, but the two were looking at each other as he spoke. It was a comfortable sort of thing, but at the same time it set her nerves on edge causing her to finish the glass of whiskey. Not wanting to bother Thomas she picked up the bottle from the coffee table in front of them and poured herself some more. It wasn't her intent to get drunk or anything, but the simple tasks kept her mind somewhat preoccupied and with Thomas talking it definitely helped. "Nothing exciting or worth noting on my end. I've kept around here mostly. I rent an apartment during the school holidays so that I'm not a leach or anything. I don't think Merry would like me staying at the school year-round. I can be a bit of a pest." She laughed a little, taking another drink from her glass.

She started playing with a strand of her hair, finally starting to relax a little again. Though she figured the sudden rush of relaxation had something to do with the alcohol in her system. It was no matter though, she could guard what she said. Leandra had hid everything for so long now that it was second nature though she longed for the day that she wouldn't have to lie and keep secrets. She could still flirt or whatever it was that she was doing. "At least you're back and things are going better, right? You've got the bar and this lovely little one-bedroom." She grinned, gesturing around with her free hand as her eyes still coyly roved over the shirtless man in front of her. Idiot the voice in her head told her. Later she retorted back, not worrying about it as she took another drink.

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To See an Old Friend Aug 5, 2015 22:11:51 GMT -6

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Post by Coach Thomas Raines on Aug 5, 2015 22:11:51 GMT -6

"Nothing exciting or worth noting on my end. I've kept around here mostly. I rent an apartment during the school holidays so that I'm not a leach or anything. I don't think Merry would like me staying at the school year-round. I can be a bit of a pest."

Thomas chuckles, feeling the warmth of the fire whiskey seep through his muscles. "I highly doubt that Merry would ever think of you as a pest." He notices that her glass is empty and was two seconds from askng if she would like another when she grabs the bottle herself. He smiles, watching. When friends come to mind, Merry and Leandra both are at the top of his list. Great listeners, great personalities, fun to hang out with, and possibly even a little mischief if he suggested such a thing. They were on the same level in all areas except one. Just thinking about it makes Thomas' cheeks heat up and he ducks his head to avoid being seen.

"At least you're back and things are going better, right? You've got the bar and this lovely little one-bedroom."

He looks back up, catching her eyes. Studying her expression. "Are things better?" He stopped, not wanting to change the subject. Not yet. He slides closer to her on the couch, using his reaching for the bottle of fire whiskey as a cover. Pouring himself another glass, he puts the bottle back on the table. "Sorry, yes... My nice little one bedroom." He chuckles, "You should feel honoured actually, you're the first woman that's been in here." He grins.

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To See an Old Friend Aug 6, 2015 20:32:57 GMT -6

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Post by Leandra Riminesi on Aug 6, 2015 20:32:57 GMT -6

Her grin only increased when Thomas ended up sliding closer to her on the couch as he reached for the bottle of whiskey. Was he truly reaching for the whiskey or was it a sly move? She wasn't sure which it was, but she wasn't going to question it aloud or put much thought into it. She didn't mind, after all.

"Sorry, yes... My nice little one bedroom." He chuckles, "You should feel honored actually, you're the first woman that's been in here."

Her grin turned cat-like, "Is that so? I find that somewhat surprising, Thomas. Intelligence, charm, and good looks are a hard combination to come by." She glanced at him over the rim of her glass, taking a slow drink from it. "Guess I'm the only one who's caught that or you're just picky." Leandra laughed lightly. She was definitely being a bit brazen now and while she wasn't sure how he would react she wouldn't take back the words or even say that she was kidding.