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Date Posted: 15:36:12 01/13/02 Sun
In reply to:
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's message, "º . • l o n e • ranger • . º" on 13:00:07 01/13/02 Sun
Sparks of emerald hue flare into a wildfire, a spirit'd flame which simmers within the farthest reaches of her abyss-like orbs. Half her torso still leaning across the table from her earlier part of the conversation, a few more words slip from her gloss'd lips; an acknowledgement to his name. "Don't call me ma'am, Jordan. I'm as much a 'ma'am' as you are a 'sir.'" The two sentences of she are still tough, the tone dangerously soft, but a competitive edge weaves through each breath. If no other female had kept him on his toes, this (possibly) future friend most likely would.
Alert gaze of intensity then travels to the returning form of Madison, the traces of a smile trying to hide her mild disgust for her brother's previous words. She remains mute through their conversation, watching the siblings with close interest. As Jordan paused within his explanation and glanced at her, Fowler yearned to look away from his blue eyes(-I think that's the color... hehe-) and yet her focus remain'd on him with temperate ferocity.
Forcing herself to look down at the last sip of her cooling hot chocolate, she lifts the container a few inches from the table. Fowler slowly, idly, causes the cup to flick back and forth with a smooth motion in her wrist, physically swirling the last of the rich liquid within its "cage." A miniature waterspout occurs, and once it settles, the beautiful belle finishes the luke-warm beverage off.
At the sudden silence of the table, with Jordan's anger and Madison's (-I'm guessing at-) despair, Fowler begins to open her mouth. Quickly she closes it- without a word, sternly chiding herself. It was none of her business, and they probably didn't want any sympathy or nonsense advice. Avoiding both forms of the two, she looks out the window of the cafe, a small and abrupt sigh echoing in her throat.
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