His eyes disclose his boredom. He runs a clutch of absent fingers through his tawny mane, taking a purposeful sip of his draft ale. He had no interest in wine; it nagged at his system and made him lazier than previously conceivable, yet he downed his chosen sepia liquid with a flourish. -- X-mas Room: One

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Date Posted: 14:23:57 12/18/01 Tue
Author: Archer
Subject: His eyes disclose his boredom. He runs a clutch of absent fingers through his tawny mane, taking a purposeful sip of his draft ale. He had no interest in wine; it nagged at his system and made him lazier than previously conceivable, yet he downed his chosen sepia liquid with a flourish.

He cast his penatrating gaze upon the ceiling; now making a revolution of the busy room; now focusing on the throng of party-goers that stood, innert, excpet for the occasional scratch of the head or perhaps a suggestive gesture.

He carefully bent over and fondled the laces of his combat boots, then deftly concealed them with a snake-skin pant leg. Yes, he had always been a rebel. Any other way of life would simply....be found dull?

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With an amiable smile, the sunbronzed shifter approaches the newcomer. -- Tore, 14:38:00 12/18/01 Tue
- He took her hand in his left; the chilled mug having occupied his right. "Greetings." His voice is suspisciously unassuming. (NT) -- Archer, 14:47:49 12/18/01 Tue
  - Nothing better to do, she attempts to engage in simple conversation. ::Are you planning on staying long...:: She blinks, then smiles. ::I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name.:: (NT) -- Tore, 14:49:34 12/18/01 Tue
    - He gives her a level stare. "I don't believe I threw it." Allowing his gaze to wander t'wards hers, he changes his tone considerably. "I don't know how long I'll be staying. It really all depends....on what I'm not exactly sure of, yet." (NT) -- Archer, 14:53:51 12/18/01 Tue

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