<font color="#FFB545"> "Well you need to sleep." She stated stubbornly as she walked over towards him, showing a good deal of trust in the way she just blindly obeyed his command. Her eyes were determined though, showing she wasn't such a puppy dog, she was a determined young woman. "If you don't get any sleep your not going to be any use to yourself tomorrow, much less anyone else." She paused in front of him, looking down with a cocked brow to see what he had to give her. He really needed to get some rest, he looked tired and stressed out and that worried her. It was a good look on him, the brooding one but that slight roguish smile was a better one. </font color> -- RD Future: Downtown

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Date Posted: Fri, Dec 23 2005, 6:13pm PST
Author: Jailynn
Subject: "Well you need to sleep." She stated stubbornly as she walked over towards him, showing a good deal of trust in the way she just blindly obeyed his command. Her eyes were determined though, showing she wasn't such a puppy dog, she was a determined young woman. "If you don't get any sleep your not going to be any use to yourself tomorrow, much less anyone else." She paused in front of him, looking down with a cocked brow to see what he had to give her. He really needed to get some rest, he looked tired and stressed out and that worried her. It was a good look on him, the brooding one but that slight roguish smile was a better one.
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(He went to his other ankle, where a leather strap was hooked to his lower calf. He hauled his pant leg up, pulling a studded dagger from the sheath there and handing it to her by the hilt. It was about eight inches long, pure steel, with gaelic words inscribed on the sharp blade. The hilt was wrapped with leather, studded with tiny black onyx stones, a small shield in the center and the grip was obviously made for a woman. He pointed to the tiny shield engraving and looked up at her.) 'tis the MacGregor crest. (NT) -- Jackson, Fri, Dec 23 2005, 6:23pm PST