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Subject: + The Charmed One +

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Raven

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Date Posted: 15:56:31 01/03/02 Thu
In reply to: Carson 's message, "�Southern Charm�" on 15:11:49 01/03/02 Thu

Within the small cafe which she entered, the lithe woman maneuvers through the doorway with a bit of a hastle as she carried herself in from the chilly winds. She had two silver crutches, lined with rubber under her arms and on the bottom to prevent slippage on the ground. A small sigh reverberated from the soft lips with an annoyed tone. Silken raven hair cascaded listlessly along her shoulders and by the sides of her cheeks like a facade or veil of sorts. Quickly, a slender finger pushed it back in place before gripping firmly on the middle support bar of the crutch. The young woman seemed unusually pale and tiredlooking; abnormally frail. Her feet were dressed in an almost unnoticable white guaze dressing as a pair of black clogs (with a small strap behind the heel) were placed over her feet for protection. She ambled along the railing of the bar stools and table before order a small vanilla latte.
Raven hadn't bothered looking around the cafe as she stood, back hunched as she hung over the crutches -as a support- and waited for her drink.

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�Southern Charm�	Carson	16:11:42 01/03/02 Thu