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Time was ticking by, and the short haired maiden was becoming impatient, bored, and antsy to be among the first to arrive. Though recently her self-esteem had risen and her habits were fading, it was difficult to overcome almost 20 years of pleasing others and worrying about other opinions instead of her own. Would Montana believe she wouldn't show? Would he believe Tatum was the kind to arrive late? Was he already regretting his decision? <i>Shut up girl, literally no one cares that much.</i> A quick internal scolding had her rolling her eyes. With a sigh, she stood and peeked around the tree, bringing the binoculars back up in time to catch the arrival of a new man. Her eyebrows shot up at the apparent friendliness the male had, jogging up the duo without hesitation, and even striking up a conversation she obviously wouldn't be able to hear. Though never good with names, Pierce felt a sense of familiarity from the newcomer's appearance.  Had she done a job for him in the past? Seen him during a job? Worked with him before? None really rang a clear bell, so she dropped it. Besides, another face joined the quad right after.<br/>
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A female. Hmm.. She sincerely hoped two were all that would join them, excluding herself. From experience, Tatum tended to have a harder time handling her own gender's presence, though she never thought of it as her fault exactly. Simply, they didn't like her. Or if they did grow fond of Pierce, she couldn't bring herself to be around them for long. It was a solid fact that too much estrogen in one group merely brought problems along with it, and there was no one that could convince her otherwise. The new female was pretty in a way that wasn't Tae's taste, but she assumed some guys would say she was attractive. Her mannerisms gave Tae the impression of 'absolutely harmless,' and that was as deep as her opinions would grow until she would join them.  Grabbing her belongings from the floor, keeping her gaze on the group to see one last male waltz up, Pierce decided this was long enough.<br/>
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Her heart raced, humming a tune to calm her nerves as she approached. The internal beat kept her pace steady. There was no point in trying to make herself quiet anymore. Anyone would be able to see her coming half a mile away (quite literally considering this was their distance), so stealth be damned.  Her worn out leather boots stepped eagerly across the flat landscape, doing a little hop and skip sort of dance every couple yards or so as she got more and more into the song. "<b>I wouldn't take back a moment, not one miserable moment..</b>." She sang under her breath, an eager grin on her lips once she neared the group she assumed would be completed with her. One last confident step forward landed her a few feet away, keeping a safe distance. A small breeze waved the tattered ends of her trench coat, one hand raising to lower the double hood, sweat lining her forehead from both the walk and the heat beginning to take its toll. Oh how this brunette hated the warm temperatures. Her gaze traveled across the band of varying ages and backgrounds, finally halting on the final male she hadn't had the chance to observe from afar. He was ruggedly handsome, in a way that reminded her of past friends. Were anyone here able to put two and two together, the binoculars hanging from her neck would suffice to be enough information to tell them of why she was the last to arrive. Stalker habits never went away. "<b>Guess I missed the introductions</b>," she mused, scratching the back of her head and brushing her hair to the side once again. "<b>Regardless, nice to meet everyone. My name's Tatum, but you can just call me Tae or Pierce. </b>"<br/>
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