::burnin' up the quarter mile:: -- Apartment

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Subject: ::burnin' up the quarter mile::

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Max

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Date Posted: 23:28:12 08/11/05 Thu
In reply to: Alicia Baslazari 's message, "$Grease Lightning$" on 20:57:28 08/11/05 Thu

::the fae nods silently, first to agree with the fae's opinion of glares, then to acknowledge means of contacting her. she wouldn't forget. she couldn't promise that she would call soon though, as time was different to vampires. when you have eternity, a couple of days means nothing- a second, maybe two gone by. so it could be a while before her senses hit her and reminded her to look for the blonde, but she'd remember. sooner or later, she'd definitely remember. with a final wave, the red haired vix watches the cursed blonde femme walk out the door. not for the last time, maybe, but it did seem very final.

green eyes tear themselves away from the door and proceed to look around. at least there wasn't broken glass and splintered wood everywhere. her old place had been more like that. "derelict and damaged". that had been the style for vampires then. now it was luxe and glam. which she did not mind at all. settling back on the couch with what, in any other person would be considered a happy sigh, the flicka begins to acclimate herself to her new home. with a full fridge and everything. speaking of which... she stands and moves to the fridge to get herself a nice snack. or a full meal. whichever seemed best::

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