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Date Posted: 22:42:38 07/02/03 Wed
Author: Aramus
Subject: -| stranger among the known |-
In reply to: Winged Beauty 's message, "::..Flight is a gift..::" on 21:46:30 07/02/03 Wed



((OOC: Are you looking for a good color? If ya are, go here www.lissaexplains.com and on the side menu, go to the 'add color' and you'll get a big color chart, and then on the HTML tag, you put the number there, and it'll be that color...If ya wanted help..otherwise, I'll just be mindin my own bizz...*wanders off* oh and what did you mean by: "She smiled and her delicate hand tilted up his chin." ? and sorries for the lil power plays...))

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He smiled, this time genuine, only guessing at what he was doing, he hadn't done this type of thing before. He just hoped he did the right thing. He didn't really understand those human hormones..."You're most welcome." He replied softly, as the music ended.

He sighed, wishing it hadn't, yet slowly broke apart from her, his tanned hand reached across from hers, golden eyes slightly unsure, as he led her back to the side. They had danced across the floor, to almost the other side. His soft-soled boots made little noise on the wooden floor, and he pulled his loose shirt straight as they reached the table. He stopped there, releasing her hand, and looked down at her again, waiting for her to say something, he wasn't sure of what to say.
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