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Subject: ). Toxic Inhalation .( ... ANYONE CAN TALK TO ME


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Date Posted: 18:22:00 09/21/04 Tue

The girl entered to what was designated the outkast domain. Nothing about her was normal. Never could anything she did be percieved as human. Her stride was more akin to floating, gliding on ice with invisible wings. The pale skin so unearthly it seemed almost to glow and Verona loved everything about it. Her porcelein hand glided to her pet, perched maliciously atop her shoulder. It too was what normals would call deformed and wierd. Like a chesire cat, it shifted color, first purple then perhaps a subtle shade of yellow. And still it became more interesting. Wing so black they glinted blue nestled between the shoulder blades, like the wings of a raven with the spread of a swan. The animal hissed, growled then purred in order before leaping to the ground and slithering off...its owner less then worried that the animal would be injured. The white skirt twisted about her waist, swirling like stage mist around her. Amber eyes viewed all and inhaled the possibilities. O the possibilities. Tensing, she leaps, in mid air shifting to the form of a snow leopard, now perched atop a brick wall. The long tail scrapped the side of the building as her bellow echoed around the alley.

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