She frowned gently but shrugged a touch, slowly leaning back until she was once again flat on her back, fingers linked over her stomach - her eyes shifting between him and the darkening sky overhead every once in a while. "That just sound so wrong. I can't imagine having such an important detail decided <i>for</i> me, rather than by me." -- Realistic Dreams: The Present : The Beach

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Date Posted: 20:05:05 10/12/04 Tue
Author: Bry
Subject: She frowned gently but shrugged a touch, slowly leaning back until she was once again flat on her back, fingers linked over her stomach - her eyes shifting between him and the darkening sky overhead every once in a while. "That just sound so wrong. I can't imagine having such an important detail decided for me, rather than by me."
In reply to: Bryani 's message, "
I dig my toes into the sand
The ocean looks like a thousand diamonds strewn across a blue blanket
I lean against the wind, pretend that I am weightless
And in this moment I am happy
" on 16:56:30 10/12/04 Tue

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He shrugged lightly once more, a standard motion for him. "You get used to it." He smirked gently, before he remembered his manners. "Names Griffin, by the way, Griffin Fury." He shifted to brush the sand off of his hand and then hold it out to her with a smile, brushing his hair out of his eyes with his other hand. It was so easy to forget his manners around here for some reason. (NT) -- Griffin, 20:14:10 10/12/04 Tue

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