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Date Posted: 15:19:16 06/03/01 Sun
Author: Chase
Subject: * sits grumpily in her seat*

* her bangs hanging down covering her parts of her face she turns her head to look out the heavy glass window. stars as far as the eye can see. for years she could not escape the universe's cold rath. years of traveling, being only 14 there were many more to come. her silvery coloured baggy pants covered her from waiste to foot and over top of her worn out ripped sweater she wore a thick black vest. her arms were crossed and her eyes deeply expressed her unhappy mood. the toe of her big blackk army boots tapped the floor impatiantly as she sat in the large aircraft chair. how had she come to be in this position? Why was she all of a sudden having to be travelling light years just to go to some other civilisation? hah! she thought so now they want me? now they want more humans in their colenies. after ten long years now they care about me. oh well their loss to have chosen me. She ran her fingers over the the ray gun in her belt. the only lugage she carried was the clothes on her back and a staff that had once belonged to one of her great ancestors. She was definetly a rouge but she had not yet killed anyone, only fought. she was more of a reble than a rouge but having lived alone for a long time she no longer felt any love so she showed no mercy to those how just ask for it.*

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