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Subject: ...inside... Author: Mabellina [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 16:40:56 03/26/01 Mon In reply to: John of Leon 's message, "He walks back in to the barracks,glancing about the place for Mabe. A scowl is thrown at Sir Gyrohn." on 12:26:38 03/26/01 Mon She moved over to the knight, a smile lighting her pretty features. Her fiery-red hair was half-pinned up, the rest trailing to her shoulders. Intense and expressful eyes glittered as she gave a nod of recognition. She was apparently ready for the ball, decked in a dress flattering to her slender figure... The dress was emerald, deep and smooth. They reflected her eyes, setting of the flaming mass of red hair. Layers of the same green fabric flared out from her petite waist, down to the floor. The dress was accented with a bit of gold embroidery, invisible when she was not in the light. The top was tighter than she would have liked, with a low neckline for her. She was slightly self-concious, feeling out-of-place and silly. She touched the golden circlet taming her hair, giving the knight another uneasy smile... [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date Gives her a grin and smooths his surcoat down smoothly over his hauberk. He is unhelmed and light blonde hair is parted at the side. Upon his surcoat is the lion decoration and the surcoat itself is crimson red, the lion decal a gold. He smiles,his slightly chubby cheeks pink.(and when I say chubby I don't mean FAT,he's just filled out a bit). He holds out his arm to the Mabellina."Shall we to the ball?" John of Leon 11:40:54 03/27/01 Tue