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Subject: o.o What the hell is this music?


Author:
Aimi
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Date Posted: 00:21:13 06/30/07 Sat
In reply to: Yasmin 's message, "everyday I love you less and less" on 23:45:08 06/29/07 Fri

"It would, but i'm just trying to remember my moves" she said quietly again, completely un-aware that Yasmin was climbing up the wall. Aimi continued to slowly dance around, she was still very reserved about it all.

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Yasmin
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Date Posted: 15:21:13 06/30/07 Sat

"You shouldn't have to remember anything..." Yasmin began ripping the cloth from the bar they were hanging on at the ceiling. She had her left toes wrapped around that same bar where she had already torn down the heavy draping. Further down the far, just before the seams she was currently working on she had her left hand with a very solid grip. She right toes and right hand were the ones doing all the heavy ripping. She had it down to a certain wrist movement that seemed to catch the tapestry off guard, and then leg would pull down quickly and hard. Without fail they would tear and fall as commanded. She'd then scoot like some sort of tree-dwelling creature, and work on the next frame. "When I'm done with you, dance will be easier than breathing. You'll just feel it. But ignore that, and find the music for me..." There was more violent tearing.

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