Ginnie Deceased

Character Interactions

• thread Are going to be incredibly crazy for me. I begin VBS training sessions tonight, followed by praise band rehearsals tomorrow night. On Friday 17 years ago
• post Ginnie laughed brightly at Shay's description of Alec. "I can only imagine." Her eyes lit with a quiet joy as she took the little red box f 17 years ago
• post Ginnie had heard the thundering footsteps about thirty seconds before the door burst open. She grinned at the youthful enthusiasm still so f 17 years ago
• post Ginnie straightened, a smile given only to Alec on her face, and turned to face her love as he crossed to her. "Yes, you are, but I forgive 17 years ago
• post Ginnie chuckled softly at the gentle brush off, she'd expected something more...well she really didn't know what she'd expected. She lifted 17 years ago
• post Ginnie snorted into her shot glass as glass broke in the man's hand. She threw the whiskey back and lifted an eyebrow at the barkeeper. He w 17 years ago
• post She met his grip with her own, keeping it just shy of as strong as his. After all he didn't need to know she could bench press him one hande 17 years ago
• post Ginnie reached behind her and picked up one of the shot glasses. Tossing it back, she grinned at her reluctant drinking partner. "It is qui 17 years ago
• thread [i]Ginnie stood before the white board of what she called one of the war rooms. There were several small meeting rooms that had a white boar 17 years ago
• post Ginnie looked down at her clothes and pursed her lips. "There is absolutely nothing wrong with my outfit, at least not wrong enough to call 17 years ago
• post Happy Birthday! 17 years ago
• post Ginnie should have just rolled her own eyes and gone back to trying to get her vampire ass drunk as a skunk, even though it never lasted lon 17 years ago
• post "My aren't we the chatty one." She gave a small rather derisive snort and returned her attention to her drinks. She had better things to do 17 years ago
• post Ginnie turned back to her line of shots, and was rather annoyed that the first five were still empty. She sighed and signaled at the barkeep 17 years ago
• post The door to Skippy's was always left open, rain, shine, sleet, snow, hell fire and damnation, to remind the denizens with in that yes indeed 17 years ago
• thread [i]Ginnie stalked down The Strip in a black leather miniskirt and a slouchy gold halter top, topped by an open black leather jacket and spik 17 years ago
• post It rang three times before a soothing male voice answered "Thank you for calling The Studio. We are located in the shadow of the Meridian to 17 years ago
• post I never said I didn't like Monty Python... 17 years ago
• post That doesn't even rhyme... 17 years ago
• post Woo! War stories! I'd share, but compared to 33 hours of labor, mine were easy...*boggle* 17 years ago