<font color=lightcoral>ashes, ashes. we all fall down.</font> -- RD Present: Caf� Brio

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Date Posted: Thu, Jan 26 2006, 7:24pm PST
Author: Anna
Subject: ashes, ashes. we all fall down.
In reply to: Angelo 's message, "And all your little girlfriends too.." on Mon, Jan 23 2006, 2:58pm PST

Anna�s eyes flickered down to the book that was now tilted upwards in her direction. Her eyebrows seemed to raise- unable to hide the surprise that washed over her. It was the book she was least expecting him to be reading. And for a moment she wondered if it was all part of an act- you know, sitting there pretending to read the kind of books that were used in schools across the nation, while actually just trying to catch some girl�s attention. Her eyebrows seemed to draw back down slightly deeper than they had originally been- despite his kind comment. But once again she acted somewhat civil as he questioned her once again. �My grandfather was Russian, my Mother learned it from him and started me in after-school classes when I was young.� Anna loved speaking and reading Russian, sometimes she dreamed of moving to Russia- yet she had no clue what was holding her back. Her eyes flickered back down to the novel, pausing for a moment wonder whether to speak her mind or not. "you don't seem like the 'Jude the Obscure' type."

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... Amused, he raised a brow, tilting his chin jauntily at her comment.. "I don't, eh?".. He closed the book around his thumb to keep his spot.. he actually was reading.. he just multitasked when he read.. Running a free hand over his shaved head of ebony hued hair, the smirk caught only one corner of his lips, pulling it upward.. "What kind of book do you think my 'type' would be reading?".. absorbing the information concerning her family a thoughtful nod was given, his fingers drumming on the cover of the thick novel he held... "Wow, that's colorful.." .. He truly was impressed.. (NT) -- Angelo, Thu, Jan 26 2006, 7:50pm PST