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Max
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Date Posted: 16:03:43 03/18/05 Fri
In reply to:
Katie
's message, "//Ya sure you're not battery operated?//" on 14:19:23 03/18/05 Fri
::with all the comments flying around, her wandering attentions are caught by a particularly caustic one. the sound of Zeth's voice, acidic with anger, is shot into her conciousness, yanking her out of a kiss. the message from Katie is also received, her answer concise- she'd talk to her later. stepping back from Deangelo with a light kiss on his cheek, too much like an apology, she moves out towards the fire escape where Zeth now stood. with a glare at the troublemaking, death seeking, traitor Sabra, she climbs nimbly out the window to join the dark haired mascu' on the ledge. her green eyes roiling with checked emotions and her cheeks still holding a bit of pink flush, she is a sight to see. hugging her arms around herself for comfort, she looks up at Zeth with no trace of a smile:: Zeth? ::his very name is a question, one that had been dancing across her mind for months. it had been hanging at the very edge of her tongue, wanting to slide off and be spoken quietly to the one who might listen. her arms had ached to hold him, her eyes had searched for his face at every corner. and so she'd come back, but to what end? she'd come back, only to lie around and then throw herself at another man. her curtain of red locks falls to obscure her face from view as she drops her gaze, leaning back against the railing of the escape as the pungent scent and lazy smoke of that very man's cigarette waft by::
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