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Date Posted: 09:24:18 07/15/01 Sun
Author: Aphrodite
Subject: * Glances over at Rogue who was now studying the info i found on Red, (she still seems frustrated with somehting why cant she tell me wat it is ) she thinks, starts to say soemthing to rogue but stops herself* hmmm wats this? *stares at screen transfixed* oh my god! *on the screen it reads "SpringGarden jumps burned to the ground by stolen gasoline from a boat parked at the apartment building next to the jumps, witnesses claim it was a group of young teenage boys. Some where described as being chinese and one caucasion wearing a bright red hat, the boys were not found and the witnesses claimed they didn't know who they were. No one was hurt but a few trees were burned." gives screen stern look and utters one single word* Red...
In reply to: Rogue 's message, "*Rides into HQ and parks bike in its place, next to the black Toyota Supra, in front of the sign that reads: Rogue. She takes off her helmet and hangs it next to the bike. Walking with a purpose, she makes her way to her office. Slowly opening the door and shutting it behind her, she tosses the folder onto the metallic desk and flops down into the chair. Glancing over at the folder, she picks it up and flips through it.* Red... What has he done now... *She puts the folder down and stares at the wall, spacing out.* I'll consider it...." on 08:11:06 07/15/01 Sun


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