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Date Posted: Mon, Feb 07 2005, 4:11pm PST
Author: Riah
Subject: hands ducked deep into the front pocket of the pink Roxy hoodie, head ducked lightly as she pushed her way from the cold into the warmth of the open lodge...pursing lips as she pushed her shoes off...scruching socked toes against the grain of the wood floor before moving forward once more - dark honey gaze catching him seated on the couch - a fine brow arched in wonder as she laughed idly The Dorian I know doesn't take a day off...whats wrong pops? it'd always been her nick name for him when they surfed together, he being the eldest of the group, the most experienced...the most influential of them all
In reply to: Dorian 's message, "
Crawled out from the pain of yesterday, I crawled to you and I said all the things that you said to say - have I said enough?
" on Mon, Jan 24 2005, 3:40pm PST


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  • He looked up, holding his place in the magazine with a finger - not like he hadn't already read the article he was now engrossed in - he read and re-read when he couldn't sleep, every article about surfing known to man. A brow raised, he patted the spot beside him, soft baritone speaking, denoting a bit of a scratchy throat. "Have you seen the weather out there?" His eyes widened, but it was comical because he was well known for his fierce determination to surf no matter the weather, save for hurricane season. "Nah really, I'm coming down with a bit of something - want to beat it now before it really gets me down." (NT) -- Dorian, Mon, Feb 07 2005, 4:23pm PST
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