*He reappeared on the ground floor of his house, only slightly winded.* -- Main Street

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Date Posted: 09:45:19 12/21/02 Sat
Author: Adin Subrosa
Author Host/IP: 68.81.241.245
Subject: *He reappeared on the ground floor of his house, only slightly winded.*
In reply to: Adin Subrosa 's message, "*Adin made his way down the stairs of the small house.*" on 09:17:12 12/21/02 Sat

He headed up the stairs towards his bedroom, with the intent on gathering his books and placing them at the door, however, upon arrival, he caught a glance out the window at sky's display, after a breif moment of consideration, changed his mind.

Quick to change to his schools uniform, a deep red headband keeping its place around his forhead, as he tucked the books into his school case, and instead of heading towards the door, climbed up a small, hard to see ladder towards the back of his room.

When he came back into site, he was finishing his breif ascent to the roof. He laid down on his back, case next to him, planning on watching the sky until it was nessacary that he leave to go to that dreaded prep school. He closed his eyes a breif chill carried through the air, not minding the cold, and opened them aain to study the sky's scape once more. It was often enough that meditation was just as important as the physical aspect of training, so he concideed this a good environment to concentrate on his senses. And to push certain thoughts out of mind.

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*The horizon slowely melted to a lighter shade.* -- Adin Subrosa, 14:23:49 12/22/02 Sun