<font color=white>Being alone, of course. *He said quietly, his thumb running over her cheek and his eyes following the path. He was craving her with every sense of the word.* Don't get attached Kate.. let's just see where fate takes us. </font> -- Realistic Dreams: The Present : The Night Club - Illusions

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Date Posted: 09:43:29 10/14/05 Fri
Author: Quin
Subject: Being alone, of course. *He said quietly, his thumb running over her cheek and his eyes following the path. He was craving her with every sense of the word.* Don't get attached Kate.. let's just see where fate takes us.
In reply to: Joaquin 's message, "*He was as silent as a wolf in the quietest of settings, and here where the voices and music drowned the loudest of noises, he all but disappeared. If it weared for his rakish good looks and bright silvery eyes, he wouldn't even exist. Looking around, he saw his target and crossed the room, brushed against a couple of people and completely ignoring them. He hand came up and he picked up a beer off the counter as the bartended put it in front of another patron, ignoring the protests. Taking a large swallow, he continued his track straight across to the secluded table near the back. This was the only place he could meet in secrecy - if they knew what he was doing his body would never be found. He took a seat across the table from her and produced a sheet of paper.. it was an order directed to a group of operatives.. to recover Agent Freebird and remove sensitive information from him.*" on 07:57:53 10/13/05 Thu

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That was impossible to do - not get attached once again. She was in love with and that hadn't gone away when she had walked out of that apartment suitcase in hand. "I've been alone a while..." Was all she ended up murmuring as she slipped her hand into his, letting him lead her wherever he was going to go. (NT) -- Kate, 09:45:40 10/14/05 Fri