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Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 8:02 am
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Posted: Mon May 30, 2011 5:36 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2011 1:35 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2011 3:25 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2011 3:57 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 3:39 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2011 7:06 am
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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2011 4:46 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2011 5:44 am
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Tambrey's grin returned and she did her best to not understandingly, though she was clearly a little amused, though good natured-ly regarding his answer. "Say n'more; I can take a hint about that, but I do wish you well with him. And hopefully you'll tell me somethin' more substantial at a different point 'n time, hm?"
She listened to the talk of cars and nodded slightly. Stick was second nature by now, but auto did sound a little intimidating. She just hoped she didn't panic at not feeling the gearstick there everytime it was time for a gear change; perhaps it was something to do with the feeling of less control without that stick. "If you say so, then 'm pretty sure I believe, you. Thanks." She smiled gratefully. "But... all th' same.. Would you mind just pointing things out on the drive? S' I can have a better idea of what t' remember and such. I learn quite well in watching."
She nodded as he vanished into his room and waited outside. "That's what I thought. I've wanted to just phone her and to shop f'r a bit now..." She admitted, before turning as he exited. "Ah, much better.. From super crime team t' shopper." She offered her arm and nodded, still grinning. "We shall."
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2011 12:31 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2011 1:26 pm
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"I hope it's sooner rather than later." Tambrey offered sincere well wishes to the blond as they walked toward the elevators. "And I will look forward t' the day y' can tell me somethin' like that."
Her smile turned grateful, and her eyes seemed rather well lit with the idea of getting some driving practice in. "That would be awesome! I'd really like to at least try and get some idea of driving auto before.. uh, having to prove I can drive here. I think the main problem is that I, um, might panic a little if I can't find the stick at first, but if you remind me not to look f'r it, I'm sure we'll be fine. And, no, I honestly dun mind you asking." She admitted happily, though slightly embarrassed from the quick flash of her cheeks. "Feeling a bit off colour and, well, want to phone m' mum... Plus I have to let her know I'm doin' okay and, y'know, ahem, "keepin' up wi' my studies" and "enjoying my part-time job" and other such stuff..." She trailed off, leaving out 'and check that the money I send is actually being used', though a worried bite of her lower lip, for just a moment, might have shown something on her mind. It was gone in a flash though, that moment of worry, and replaced with the humoured grin. "Oh, shopper. Definitely shopper," She chose the joke answer "So much more work to do in such an occupation... Though, I'm sure it's easier in a team; one as the other."
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Posted: Fri Sep 16, 2011 2:30 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 17, 2011 7:38 am
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"Ooh. Um. Yes... I know there are but, well, I really shouldn't..." Tambrey said with a slightly furrowed brow as the subject of anxiety medicines came up. "I mean. I should be, uh, fine wi'out them." She tried to reassure him. "It's just literally, I know at one or two points I'll forget about the whole 'not-havin'-to-change-gear' sort o' thing. Probably sounds silly? Worrying about th' fact I -don't- have t' remember something..."
Her attention was caught though at the admittance of having to 'make the same call'. "Your mother? What's she like and what does she think y'r actually up to? I mean, uh, assuming she doesn't know y're actually here... I kind o' suspect most of us are either wi'out families or are, um, making excuses to them now..."
The shopping joke got a twitch of a smile as the, disturbingly less than absurd, imagery of a 'pack of shoppers' flitted across her brain. She waited for the elevator to take them to the garage level.
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Posted: Tue Sep 20, 2011 5:58 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2011 7:42 am
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