She offers a contemplative smile in a fruitless attempt to figure out what, exactly, was making him exceedingly happy. Better not to question, though. Silence could be golden; other times platinum. -- X-mas Room: One

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Date Posted: 07:09:52 12/16/01 Sun
Author: Cirrus
Subject: She offers a contemplative smile in a fruitless attempt to figure out what, exactly, was making him exceedingly happy. Better not to question, though. Silence could be golden; other times platinum.
In reply to: Malussinn 's message, "Slightly startled at her swift rise and fall, he sits down quickly. Bemusedly he watches her, daydreaming might not have been necessary to Cirrus but to Mal it was wonderful. Submerged in happiness and relief, the black haired man leans back comfortably as he tries to keep a leash on his wandering thoughts." on 17:37:42 12/15/01 Sat

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Kate decides that she's had enough of Mal acting like an pure-blooded fool, and 'taps' him sharply on the head. His now very sore head throbs him back into awareness and he winces before grinning wryly at Cirrus. "Some things never change. My player still thinks I'm an idiot." (NT) -- Malussinn, 12:55:41 12/16/01 Sun
- She chuckles genially. "I know the feeling, I'm afraid. My player thinks I'm a daft fool." She grins. (NT) -- Cirrus, 13:01:47 12/16/01 Sun
  - He nods. "We all are, from their view." (NT) -- Malussinn, 15:22:24 12/16/01 Sun
    - Taking a hefty swig of wine, she concludes this with a neutral, "Yes, well." She smiles into her empty glass, her cheeks that unfortunate scarlet again. (NT) -- Cirrus, 15:27:22 12/16/01 Sun
      - With a extremely wary expression, he watches her, wondering what she's thinking. "Well..." he trails off, not really knowing what to say. (NT) -- Malussinn, 15:39:27 12/16/01 Sun
        She gives him a suspciously-nuetral about face, her eyes perfectly balanced although reluctant to disclose any of her thoughts. She tosses her now-empty goblet over her shoulder and smiles drearily. "That one hit the bullseye," she giggles. (NT) -- Cirrus, 15:46:46 12/16/01 Sun

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