[Log - Young ones]

[1948tucker]

[RP log set in New Orleans. Fifteen year old Mollie-Sue, E.L and Ainsley meet up for an important discussion.]

"Ainsley asked me to meet him here, but I don't see him nowhere." E.L frowned as Mollie-Sue and he lingered on the bridge. It was one of their favorite haunts right there with the weeping willows drawn about them like stage curtains. Mollie-Sue hadn't never been to Louisiana City Park, neither. E.L sure hoped his buddy didn't mind him bringing a girl along. The day was too pretty to pass up on improving the view with a real pretty face.

"He ain't usually late."

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[ainsley_wheeler]

He couldn't help the smile that burst onto his lips at the hair ruffling, that little poke. It made him feel better startlingly fast, just to be in E.L.'s light again. He punched him lightly in the gut as payback.

But the smile faded a little and he found himself tossing a side glance Mollie-Sue's way. It weren't nothin' personal but... looking at her now made him blush even harder, and now there was just no escaping that. "Like a prize horse straight outta the gate," he boasted, his eyes roaming over her, then quickly darting away.

She wasn't too far off in build from Sheena, and he knew it was the least gentlemanly thing to do, wondering if she looked the same as Sheena had under her skirt. He cleared his throat. "Where are my manners," he muttered. "It's real nice to see you, Mollie-Sue."