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Date Posted: 20:43:45 09/21/03 Sun
Author: Zeth
Subject: .:.Dork.:.
In reply to: Theo 's message, "Re: *An Angel In Waiting*" on 18:52:15 09/21/03 Sun


.:.Oh how the armor of a knight does shine as he gallops easily upon that heated steed in with the sweat speckled coat! How the clatter of his iron plates do clang, as they match the tempo of the beast’s silven hooves as they strike the cobblestone walks in their journey towards thee. CLANG! Hmmm, that was no horse and rider clattering down the hospital corridor, CLING! And that was no hooves striking innocent cobblestones. Now, what on earth could that be? If you were bold enough to peer out the door, you’d find that mischievous dark haired male scrabbling to pick up the medicine bottles that had resided upon the chart that now lay vertical along the floor. Looking this way and that, he hastened to gather up the issued bottles and shove them into the charts doors, as it rocked from being lifted so quickly from the tile. Heads all along the hall were beginning to look out as he sprung for the last of the bottles, carrying them all in his arms as he grabbed one after the other, and headed back for the cart. Spilling them onto the top of the cart, he gave the wheeled counter a shove to remove it from his way as he smoothed his hair and shoved hands into his pockets. Whistling a tune as if he’d seen nothing unusual happen in the halls, he stopped as he spotted the name and faces he can come for. ‘lo everyone’ The knight hath arrived! .:.

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