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Date Posted: 18:03:02 09/15/03 Mon
Author: Theo
Subject: .that, I did.
In reply to: Inuyasha 's message, "(..-..Crash and Burn..-..)" on 17:47:48 09/15/03 Mon

She rose her eyes, which were glassy, now situated in one of the standard, uncomfortable chairs located in the sterile lobby. She attempted to speak, voice choked with tears, and cleared her throat with a second attempt. "You the doctor?" She wavered feebly, body coupled and muscles tense. Her eyes were bloodshot from tears and sleep deprivation, although she had slept during Jason's entire eduring walk to the hospital, her cheeks flushed with stipplings of brown hair clinging to her fair facade. Constantly shivering, her body was in a malaising state of shock; pale and tense, feverish but freezing. Her arm was lumped unusually, visible even beneath the pink, long sleeved shirt and large red pullover sweater. Beneath the cloak she had draped over her legs, given to her by Alairic, lay a short black skirt and long legs--once flashy, it would be seldom months before she flauntingly parted them again--that would be certain. Her hair was long, to the small of her back, and it hung about her in mohogany rivulets, rain causing it to curl and wave unusually around her frail, petite frame; uncased beneath the long thick locks, however, a bad abrasion from a searing blow from the dictionary she recieved. Encased beneath her clothing were curves and cleavage that she had once prized, now supressed humbly; not embarrassed that she was proud of her sensuality, but finding no need to flaunt it now, especially not in such an ironic situation as this.

((Sorry its a really crappy post but I didnt reread it and I did it fast))

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