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Subject: Sits atop the counter


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Pelagia
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Date Posted: 07:46:37 05/19/02 Sun
In reply to: Xavior 's message, "::Rude Awakening::" on 07:38:17 05/19/02 Sun

Tears still treking down façade, musical laughter bubbling forth uncontrollably, crania quickly swings from far corner where cat and mouse resided to the sudden opening of the bathroom door, jumping once more elegant hands grappling on the counter to keep from falling off. Laughter that had started to die springs forth once more. Clear gray orbs beholding an almost silver hue peer gently at the mascu, slowly roving over his form, a dazzling smile radiating pon porcelian façade, laughter finally starting to calm down once more, breath catching gently in larynx. Roguish tongue darts forth to moisten suddenly dry labrum, peds slipping from edge of counter till limbs dangle above the floor. Attention turns once more to the cat as once more the mouse is caught, the haughty feline jumping back to the window sill escaping back out to the alley way with it’s prize. Heart beat still elevated from the mild fright, beating visibly neath creamy epidermal at the hollow of swanish nape. Swallowing gently silvery visage returns to mascu, a sheepish grin spreading over façile, not one to usually scream when a mouse was spied, vocals pick up feeling the need to clarify why she had screamed, “I thought it was dead. I went to pick it up and it took off running.” retaining her post on the counter top shaking soaked crania, "I'm soooo sorry."

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