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Date Posted: 19:27:46 05/09/02 Thu
Author: Celeste Riceburg
Subject: Re: ...Only If Living It Was Simple As Well...
In reply to: Griffon Todd 's message, "^Live a Part, Rather Than Simply Play It^" on 18:14:51 05/09/02 Thu

> >size=2>...She watched him bow, giving him an amused side glanced, she was beauty personified, mixed with a little vulnerabilty. She was...naive. At least today, she'd most certainly be off. And, joy, rapture! She'd gotten a name correct!

She smiles at the boy, and he'd remembered her name. How unusual, Celeste knew nothing of this boy, except his name, she'd seen him around, in classes and such.

Yeah, I'm Celeste...look really sorry about that, I've been off these last couple of days.

Her voice was silky and smooth, and she kneeled down to grab her papers, the only other thing that had flown form her grip aside from her book that she already retrieved, and a small golden bracelet that had slipped off of her hand. She gathered everything, slipped the bracelet back on, and didn't miss a beat.

I should be more careful

Her aquamarine eyes glittered with interest at the boy that fate had chosen to let her just knock into. Everything happened for a purpose...

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[> [> [> [> ^Who Says It Can't Be?^ -- Griffon Todd, 19:48:05 05/09/02 Thu

^A rich laugh emits from his mouth, not a mocking laugh, but a joyous sound that simply showed his love to live^

Sorry is a thing only priests and nuns should be, mi columba.

^The now jade green eyes wink at her, startling in their transformation from a green so pale as to be grey to a virulent jade. They now begin to flicker a neon green, the shade rapidly solidifying to symoblize the streetrat's mood^

Careful, however, is a wonderful thing to be, especially if you run in my line of work. But I doubt you do.

^The half grin blossom into a full smile, almost taunting in its nature, but not quite, closer to teasing than anything else^

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[> [> [> [> [> Re: ...Life Says So... -- Celeste Riceburg, 14:59:41 05/10/02 Fri

size=2>...What eyes he had! A wonderful jade green, eyes were the window to the soul. Celeste laughed, it echoed freely, surrounding her like wildfire. Except...she didn't mind. Being trapped in happiness was good, and much better than being lost in sorrow.

Nuns and priests? Well I suppose, but...I don't know, ticking people off isn't good, so apologizing can be good.

She smiled, but soon replaced it with a curious glance,

Your line of work?

she questioned. Interest had been perked, amazing...

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[> [> [> [> [> [> ^Life Is For Living, Not Advice^ -- Griffon Todd, 19:15:44 05/10/02 Fri

^The eyes become a brilliant shade of neon green now, eminating trouble^

My line of work, you ask? I, dear Celeste, am a thief.

^Before she can become alarmed, he holds up one finger, asking for her cooperation^

I don't steal from wizards though. Too easy to track, and using magic is cheating anyways. But my skills are good for a bit of fun. For instance...

^A graceful hand rises, holding the golden bracelet that had previously resided upon the femme's wrist^

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> Re: Then I Have Perceived It Wrongly -- Celeste Riecburg, 19:41:25 05/10/02 Fri

She smiled, he would so openly admit that he was a thief would he? Celeste just shook her head laughing as he held up her golden bracelet.

I didn't even feel you do that!

Her voice exclaimed.

But I have a line of work to, per say, I am a deceiver. Of course, I'm not as good at what I do, as you are at what you do. How did oyu learn-why did you learn to do that?

She asked, holding out her hand for her bracelet.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> ^Laugh, Not Percieve^ -- Griffon Todd, 13:52:00 05/12/02 Sun

^Dropping it in her outstretched hand, the male grins wider yet^

That's the point. If you'd felt it, I wouldn't be a very good thief. I'm one because if I wasn't, I'd starve. It's a living, shall we say.

^A russet brow furrows in perplexion at her statement of occupation^

A deciever?

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Re: Your Wish is My Command -- Celeste Riecburg, 15:09:36 05/12/02 Sun

She smiled as she slipped the bracelet back on her wrist.

What? Starve? You don't like the school food?

She questioned confused, amybe he ment when he was out of school. As he questioned her 'occupation' she kind of laughed.

MMM A liar to be more exact, sometimes, when I have to. or to get my parents attention, they ignore me mostly.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> -If Wishes Were Horses- -- Griffon Todd, 15:17:44 05/12/02 Sun

^Laughs again, his voice ringing like the ring of rain on trees^

Not while in school. But during the summer, and before I came here, it was steal or die sort of thing. It helps me do other things, though. Ever been to Paris? London? China? The Bahamas? Canada, Mexico, Brazil, Japan, India, you name it, I've been there. How?

^A rubber ball appears again and rolls rhythmically around his wrist, seemingly without any assistance^

It's all in the wrist.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> That'd Be Very Strange -- Celeste Riecburg, 16:17:09 05/12/02 Sun

His laughter warmed her. She set her books on the table beside her and smiled.

Don't you have a family?

She asked almost concerned, Celeste knew nothing of poverty.

And wow, so many places, I've not seen any of them! Maybe in the Summer you could come to my house, I doubt you'd starve there, and maybe we could go somewhere.

She said jokingly, but in her mind she was really starting to like the idea, her parents were so wrapped up with themsewlves they wouldn't even notice.

I mean...you know if you wanted too.

Careful Celeste! Remember Julian? Don't let it be that way again, don't let something happen instantly without consideration, don't fall after a few words. Don't be off guard for pain again.

Despite the inner monologue she smiled,

You know if you don't have a family that would think you were kidnapped.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> ^Strange Things Mean The World To Me^ -- Griffon Todd, 16:25:37 05/12/02 Sun

^Shaking his head, the mahogany hair falls from its tail at the nape of his neck and with a mild swear word he fixes it, eyes momentarily pale with annoyance. As soon as it is once again in its place he smiles again, the brilliant jade replacing the pale^

Life is my family, Celeste. Life is my family, Adrian my friend, and together we own the world. As tempting as your offer is, I can't. It's too hard to stayed tied down to one place, too hard to remain in one place, however prosperous, when there's places I haven't visited, people I haven't seen. And, in any case, I haven't even been near starving since I was seven.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Do They? -- Celeste Riecburg, 16:43:54 05/12/02 Sun

Her smile flickered as he refused, but, in the end, remained.

Well if you change your mind, maybe for a week or so, you know? I don't do anything but make trouble around the house and wait for school to start again, so you wouldn't imposing.

She looked into the jade green eyes, why did they have to be so beautiful? His eyes were very beautiful. If Julian could have seen her now, he'd know that familiar look of admiration, and he'd probably only shake his head.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> ^Nothing Matters More^ -- Griffon Todd, 17:02:43 05/12/02 Sun

^He shrugs, lithe shoulders the only part of him to be in motion. The ball begins darting in and out of fingers, despite being larger than the gaps between digits^

I'll try and drop in for a day or so, but I can't promise anything. Adrian and I decide on things as they happen, and aren't likely to be tied to any appointment except for September 1st.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Strangers don't have to remain strangers -- Adrian Smallwood, 12:43:52 05/13/02 Mon

The resident imp almost seemed to slither with a stealth not many knew was an arcane talent of his to the posterior side of his chestnut tressed confidant, peering over his should with obvious gambol in his warm, brown eyes. The fuscous tinged optics followed the motions of the scanty ball relentlessly, patience his key as he contrived a plan to extricate it from his friend's coordinated fingers. However, a sudden fatigue betided him and, slightly baffled as to his sudden diziness although it camaflouged itself into not being perceptible by a stranger such as the female, he plopped down quickly and almost thoughtlessly with recklessness upon an exquisitely hand crafted chair. A purplish bruise began forming on the gregarious, attrahent's gamin's forearm, but it was disregarded. With casual nonchalance, his soft gaze flickered to both of them and with tact, he spoke. "Griff." An acute angle of his chin upward signified his acknowledgement to the veritably trusted male, and he performed the same sort of greeting to his [Griffon's] new acquaintance.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> We Musn't Take For Granted What Time We Have To Share -- Celeste Riecburg, 15:25:38 05/13/02 Mon

Celeste smiled,

You do that.

She paused,

Does Adrian live with you?

But it seemed he had approached, and gave her a 'heads up' kind of glance.

Hi Adrian.

She said.

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