<font color=silver>Glances sideways at him, shaking her head so much, though she quiets for once, drifting into thought. Gaze was 'pon her scuffed tennis shoes. The shoes, which were half covered by the denim of her jeans, accented her small and thin feet. In reality, she was more like a pixie than a human. She was only five foot, and though she had more muscle than most, she barely weighed over ninety pounds. Hums softly to herself as she continues to think, something that she was constantly taunted for back home.</font> -- Realistic Dreams: The Present : The Night Club

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Date Posted: 05:53:31 08/05/02 Mon
Author: Erica
Subject: Glances sideways at him, shaking her head so much, though she quiets for once, drifting into thought. Gaze was 'pon her scuffed tennis shoes. The shoes, which were half covered by the denim of her jeans, accented her small and thin feet. In reality, she was more like a pixie than a human. She was only five foot, and though she had more muscle than most, she barely weighed over ninety pounds. Hums softly to herself as she continues to think, something that she was constantly taunted for back home.
In reply to: Erica 's message, "Owen Up^^^" on 01:35:04 08/03/02 Sat

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| Though she didn't reply - and he was bothered by her silence... He didn't break it, for reasons unknown. Smirking, he mimicked her actions, glancing t'wards his own feet which were adorned with his beloved red sneakers. Yes, the same sneakers that underwent tripping, day and day through. While doing this he didn't think of anything, he rarely ever thought... Because he liked to keep with his reputation of being spontaneus.| (Beach Time! U post first, k?) (NT) -- Owen, 05:56:57 08/05/02 Mon

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