<font color=ccffcc><i>With the onset of the colder weather, Callum was more than ever, the protective, overbearing brother, and had bundled her up like some sort of infant. She'd gotten rid of the silly knit hat he'd made her wear, but it left it's evidence in her mussed red pixiecut, some of her hair plastered across her forehead, some sticking out to the side. She still sported the furry scarf and the mittens that he'd forced upon her, and a shred of the hat could be seen hanging out of the pocket of her heavy black wool peacoat. With freckles in place, splattered across her tiny turned up nose and a pair of jeans and sneakers covering the rest of her, her tiny frame looked more like a 12 year old than ever - her looks constantly betrayed her twenty years. She sighed, beginning to work at the buttons of the coat, shaking the cold out of her hair and her fingers.</font></i> -- RD Present: Caf� Brio

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Date Posted: Tue, Nov 23 2004, 12:00pm PST
Author: Ivy
Subject: With the onset of the colder weather, Callum was more than ever, the protective, overbearing brother, and had bundled her up like some sort of infant. She'd gotten rid of the silly knit hat he'd made her wear, but it left it's evidence in her mussed red pixiecut, some of her hair plastered across her forehead, some sticking out to the side. She still sported the furry scarf and the mittens that he'd forced upon her, and a shred of the hat could be seen hanging out of the pocket of her heavy black wool peacoat. With freckles in place, splattered across her tiny turned up nose and a pair of jeans and sneakers covering the rest of her, her tiny frame looked more like a 12 year old than ever - her looks constantly betrayed her twenty years. She sighed, beginning to work at the buttons of the coat, shaking the cold out of her hair and her fingers.
In reply to: Hudson Knightly 's message, "Just Lose It" on Mon, Nov 22 2004, 9:03pm PST

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her presence was noted and set aside, hardly something he was going to overly concern himself with. But it wasn't ignored. Despite the fact that he didn't find someone nearby terribly important, he still kept himself alert enough to realize that fact. She looked like a kid, and he didn't do kids. The law protected kids, and for a guy like him, all he had to do was say one wrong word and someone would be jumping all over him and beating him with said laws. Kids just weren't worth the trouble they could bring with them. (NT) -- Hudson, Tue, Nov 23 2004, 1:58pm PST

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