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Date Posted: 10:24:12 02/26/04 Thu
Author: Dimarcus Palvarati
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I won't live off you, not for long. I'll pay my way, make my own way through


)*(He drove up in a black rental Jag, stepping out there was a scowl on his face as he took in the sight before him. He hated this, hated it more then anything. Things had been perfect back home, and then the day after Darius had left a business deal went sour, and now there were death warrants out on the Palvarati children heads. And so, of course, fearing for the "golden children's" lives, the Pelontis family had sent them here, where Lucian Tortello had promised there would be safety and protection. This inraged Dimarcus, he could take care of himself and didn't need the support of Lucian Tortello, or his hot headed son for that matter. But of course, there was no saying no when you had the entire Pelontis clan against you. And plus, there was Ithica to think of. He had left her a the hotel so he could come scope things out here, and find Darius...who knew what the arrogant fool was up to. Dimarcus was dressed in a simple white t-shirt that showed off his buff build, and a pair of blue jeans. His brown hair was short and slightly spikey, and he had a light dusting of a goat-tee. He and his older brother were on opposite ends of the scale personality wise. Darius was the smooth, suave lover, while Dimarcus was the angry fighter. If he wasn't able to find his sibling right away there would be no taming his steadily worsenig mood.)*(

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