<i><font color=iceblue>*She nods and moves over to the door, shutting it and securing one of the latches* -- crossroads

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Subject: *She nods and moves over to the door, shutting it and securing one of the latches*

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Icera

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Date Posted: 19:51:17 04/13/01 Fri
In reply to: -Neville Eiland- 's message, "The pony lifts his head and grunts..." on 19:43:01 04/13/01 Fri

*Still facing the door, she smiles slightly* Decided you didn't want to see a dead cat, huh? *Her eyes close and she grimances slightly, then spins and plops down onto the straw with a quick movement, head in hands, weaving her firgers idely through her slowly drying hair. She takes a deep breath and shuts her eyes again.* Look, Neville, I'm gonna say it, so you'd better be quiet and listen. I'm sorry about setting Galaxy on your frog, even if she wouldn't eat it. I'm sorry about calling your pony stupid, and for teasing you about everything. I'm sorry about threatining you. And if this means anything to you, I'd like to still be friends. So. *She looks up slowly, normally light face paler then usual, making her slightly frightened, though unshowing, eyes stand out more then usual. This was the second time she had put herself out on the line since the incident, and she really didn't know what she'd say if he said no*

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His emerald eyes for once don't avoid her stare.	-Neville Eiland-	19:55:55 04/13/01 Fri
~~~> -- Icera, 20:03:37 04/13/01 Fri* ------> -- -Neville Eiland-, 20:07:37 04/13/01 Fri ~~~> -- Icera, 20:12:02 04/13/01 Fri* ------> -- -Neville Eiland-, 20:15:22 04/13/01 Fri ~~~> -- Icera, 20:26:08 04/13/01 Fri* ------> -- -Neville Eiland-, 20:32:19 04/13/01 Fri ~~~> -- Icera, 20:39:08 04/13/01 Fri* ------> -- -Neville Eiland-, 20:45:40 04/13/01 Fri ~~~> -- Icera, 20:53:26 04/13/01 Fri* ------> -- -Neville Eiland-, 20:57:40 04/13/01 Fri ~~~> -- Icera, 21:01:57 04/13/01 Fri* ------> -- -Neville Eiland-, 21:05:44 04/13/01 Fri ~~~> -- Icera, 21:10:22 04/13/01 Fri* ------> -- -Neville Eiland-, 21:14:21 04/13/01 Fri ~~~> -- Icera, 21:17:48 04/13/01 Fri* ------> -- -Neville Eiland-, 21:21:52 04/13/01 Fri ~~~> -- Icera, 21:27:02 04/13/01 Fri* ------> -- -Neville Eiland-, 21:33:23 04/13/01 Fri ~~~> -- Icera, 21:39:55 04/13/01 Fri* ------> -- -Neville Eiland-, 18:13:00 04/14/01 Sat ~~~> -- Icera, 19:37:03 04/14/01 Sat* ------> -- -Neville Eiland-, 19:48:05 04/14/01 Sat ~~~> -- Icera, 19:52:22 04/14/01 Sat* ------> -- -Neville Eiland-, 19:56:04 04/14/01 Sat ~~~> -- Icera, 20:07:01 04/14/01 Sat*