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Subject: [ All right, here we go. Happy? -Grins- Sorry about the delay. ]

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Nia and Z

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Date Posted: 17:45:02 12/24/02 Tue
In reply to: Nia 's message, "Nia, having found the Snow Ball predictably terrible, entered wearily." on 17:33:41 12/15/02 Sun

Nia held him tightly, afraid of what might happen if she let go. Her heart popped back into her throat and right out of her mouth through the emotion her subsequent words imparted. "No, don't worry about it. I love you, too," she added fiercely, possessively. She closed her eyes and allowed herself to, finally, relax.

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[> Subject: [ *Wicked grin* You had better be sorry. BTW, MERRY CHRISTMAS! ]

Author:
Thunderwave
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Date Posted: 15:01:44 12/25/02 Wed

Finally the onslaught of tears, as weak as it had been, halted in its tracks, allowing him to simply smile down at her with pure relief and adoration and - of course - love. Words could hardly express what he wanted to say, and so he said nothing at all.

Meanwhile, two invisible hands redrew from their position around his arm as their purpose - to drag him off to either a monestary or a circus - became unnecessary. Waving cheerfully, they left.