::Something Old and Something New:: -- Clubfate

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Date Posted: 17:37:19 08/25/02 Sun
Author: Camelia Bourne
Author Host/IP: core-east-16-185.dynamic-dialup.coretel.net / 162.33.111.185
Subject: ::Something Old and Something New::

::Sliding her way easily past the accusing stares of burly bouncers, young woman slides onto a creaking, wooden stool bolted sturdily to a well trodden floor. Oak perhaps.. one couldn't be sure just by sight, it's surface layered with decades of street grime. Swiveling idly to search the vast space behind her, legs cross, an ivory hand running it's course absent mindedly up and down her bare lower thigh, fingering thoughtlessly at the course hem of a simple black skirt. Moving apendage to lush rose lips, a drag of a half demolished cigaret is taken. Long.. slow.. merely an anxious habit. Something that could be layed aside as easily as.. anything else really. An unruly wave of auburn is tossed from cerulean orbs to an untidy resting place upon her shoulder as burning ash is flicked from the end of the white cylinder, falling to it's resting place upon the invisible wooden floor.::

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