| Subject: •Southern Charm• |
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Carson
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Date Posted: 20:21:36 01/06/02 Sun
In reply to:
Raven
's message, "+ The Charmed One +" on 20:04:58 01/06/02 Sun
Gulping down the last of the java, his finger trails the rim of the red color'd coffee mug. A moment to gather the rest of his information, his thoughts.
"I scryed last night..." His words continue, yet at the (seeming)indifference of the beauty, his lithe frame turns a bit rigid. A flash of something odd, something strange, dances through his metallic eyes, his own visage suddenly cut off from all feeling. Only the depths of his silver fleck'd orbs tell of his brooding emotions, yet it would be impossible for most anyone to depict.
A mental guard builds again, a bulwork that causes him to internally distance himself from all others. Soon his old character would be back, the (seemingly) care-free prankster, yet it would be his facade.
"Right. Okay..." It took him a minute to contemplate the shock of the event- of her words, a moment to hide his own anger and distress. Rising to his feet in feline quality, the athletic young man heedlessly runs a hand through his messy hair of ebony. Standing there, a blank look to his handsome appearance, Carson holds out a hand to help her up. The gesture often shows an intimate personalization of a person, but for now his animation is mechanical, that of a stranger.
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