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Date Posted: 13:00:51 07/05/04 Mon
Author: Heath
Subject: -Liar Liar-
In reply to: Arella Alteth 's message, "[ .Om. ]" on 10:40:04 07/05/04 Mon


Heath woke up at about ten thirty, head throbbing and cheek swollen. He groaned and glanced at the time, jumping up and swearing quietly. He changed out of his smoke filled clothes into a new outfit of jeans and a sleeveless. He winced as the fabric brushed his the cut on his swollen cheek, mentally cursing the gangsters with every word he knew. He stumbled out, his head throbbing painfully, and started to follow the arrows.

Of course this would happen to me. He muttered bitterly as he gingerly touched his cheek when he stopped by a small pool, looking at his reflection. He was a royal mess alright, hair sticking up slightly, unshaven, cheek swollen, lip busted, and bruised everywhere. He was stiff, sore, and tired. Great impression he'd give her. He washed his face some in the pool of water then tried to tame his hair some before giving up and pulling it back.

Heath made his way down the tunnels, stretching his sore limbs as he went, until he came into a room. He stopped, staring at the crystals around the room. He had thought it was just a name, something they called it, not a room of quartz. He slowly stepped in, overlooking Arella as he looked around.


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