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Date Posted: 22:11:19 11/18/09 Wed
Author: Zeth
Subject: .:.Oh lucky me.:.
In reply to: FURY 's message, "Ah, main street." on 20:37:55 11/18/09 Wed


He was sitting inside a café enjoying the vanilla froth of a cup of white hot chocolate. He had brought a book but it was discarded for a pen and napkin. He was a model photographer that had just gotten the opportunity to write a column for a magazine about the techniques and skills of being a photographer. He had been idling plotting out ideas for the first spread when he happened to glance out the window. And sure enough, the firey red head was strolling by. His lips curled into a mischievous grin. He slid his chair back, grabbed up his brown coat, and shoved the napkin in his pocket. He then fetched his wallet and tossed out a few bucks unto the table’s clean surface. His picked up his cardboard cup (with its Christmas decorated protector) and moved to the door. He assumed his stalking position directly behind the girl that called herself Fury. Zeth wasn’t sure if that was her name but he’d been told to call her that.

He made little effort to hide the fact that he was there and nodded cordially to anyone he passed. It wasn’t until he was closer that he finally spoke. “Good afternoon, Fury.” He was ready to catch her eye. His own steel colored orbs were glittering in a I told you so sort of way.


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