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Subject: ·Independent· Author: Fowler [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 19:18:18 01/27/02 Sun In reply to: . • m a d i s o n • . 's message, ". • º ¤ r e q u i r e d ¤ º • ." on 18:52:18 01/27/02 Sun Rubbing her agile hands against one another for warmth, the trim young woman watches the conversation continue between the two with a bit of interest. At least they were keeping their words clean and not dragging up the past like her own family did; grudges had always been a part of the Delegado "dynasty." A second thought had not been placed on the male who had smiled at her in a -very- friendly manner, yet a flare of passionate ire smolders within the depths of her two-toned chasms at Jordan's harsh question. It had not entirely been the words, but the (practically accusing) tone that had been placed 'pon them. "I'm not sure it should matter to you, Cowboy, but if it helps you sleep tonight- I don't know him." Her own voice is passionate and temperamental, full of air and fire. Of course, a nagging little part of her hadn't minded his question; had actually been glad. Fully turning her attention to Madison, a pale blush lingers on the cheeks of the sun-kissed sophomore's skin. Trailing after the blonde, the athletic beauty welcomes the warmth of the Wing's insides. A moment passes, her composure -as always- a mixture of polished formalities and blatant independence. Fowler's feminine voice becomes a bit softer, more friendly, as it regains the warmth that her sudden (and short) burst of surprise and (slight) anger had made void. "My goal is to find at least one class without getting completely lost." True enough, she did not have the best sense of direction. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date • . • º l o n e + r a n g e r º • . • º . • jordan • . º 19:29:41 01/27/02 Sun