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Date Posted: 12:43:52 05/13/02 Mon
Author: Adrian Smallwood
Subject: Strangers don't have to remain strangers
In reply to: Griffon Todd 's message, "^Nothing Matters More^" on 17:02:43 05/12/02 Sun

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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