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Subject: stop

Author: Gwendolen

[ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 23:18:59 08/11/03 Mon Upon the asphalt of the street an unknown stranger roamed across, her eyes cast to the building ahead, her mind keen to disregard the one behind. Her placid skin shone radiantly even though the afternoon’s lingering rays where only wisps of what was and what would be the day after and comparatively they appeared dull in the gentle breeze that whipped the street. Her black hair fell in sheets down her back, contrasting with her snow white and rosy complexion adequately. High cheek bones give the female her outwardly warm expression, while her sculpted eye brows stationed a look of pure curiosity. As she passed the store, she barely gave it a second thought, but, with a smile creeping upon her lips, she changed direction suddenly and entered the shop. Ruby polished nails clicked upon the counter as eager eyes roamed the walls and posters, Studying the symbols and images available. She’d utter no break in a call for help, for she wasn’t really in danger of any sort, just interested in adding to her collection. The back of her red, flowing shirt hid the dragon painted across her lean back from the rest of the world, but she didn’t mind flaunted her art if someone asked. Perhaps if studied, they might discover a piece of the hidden art, and then, surely they might ask. Gwendolen merely waiting for the asking call of a worker, and if not? Well, my gosh then. She’d just borrow the supplies and do her own art. After all, she had done some of the painting that discolored her skin. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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[> Subject: :: Tiger Tiger Burning Bright ::
Author: Rhosyn [ Edit | View ]	Date Posted: 02:42:05 08/21/03 Thu *emerald gems linguring on the female, Rhosyn chuckled, having an inkling about this girl. Approaching the lady, she greeted and conveyed that someone would be with her shortly*

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Author: Gwendolen [ Edit | View ]

Date Posted: 23:53:10 08/24/03 Sun Oh, how this dame was startled! Having drifted into that thoughtful state between alert and relaxed, she’d unwisely let her guard drop to the floor like a vase. As it made the contact with the align substance below it, it chattered with a crash. She leapt back, twisting to eye the female before her. Her silk tresses traced and brushed her exposed back as her motions were preformed. She had grace and style too. But she could barely compare to the owner of this place. She was pretty interesting, and Gwen couldn’t help but stare in amazement. She was certain, right away, that this maiden had many a male chasing after her. But not one compliment came from her lips. She was a prideful beast, at that. She wasn’t one to admit when she’d been beaten or outdone. She simply shrugged it off as if it made no matter. "hello" she commented slowly, eyes meeting the others. She wasn’t sure if the other would continue the conversation or not, so she turned her attention to the posters taped against the walls. Her own tattoo, the sculpted dragon upon her back, was slightly visible through the slats in her mane, but if they’d be noticed, none was sure.