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Subject: Passing obervance

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Mercedes
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Date Posted: 15:29:49 04/16/01 Mon
In reply to: Alexandre 's message, "~*~He walks over to the back of the river and sits beside her, one knee still drawn close to his chest, he rests his arms on it, eyes looking up to the stars~*~" on 06:16:48 04/16/01 Mon

Attentive gaze falls upon Alexander as she passes, for his silent observance of her arrival had not gone wholly unnoticed. Her pace slows as she passes, taking in his countenance, reading his features. By his garb and general appearance she judges that he has ridden far and hard, his eyes telling of his troubles. Yes, she understands, for her own story is marred by similar tragedy, she has learned to distinguish such traits in people, for after all, the eyes are the window to the soul. She herself, daughter of both gypsy and royalty, has familiarized herself with sorrow and solitude.

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~*~he sighs and rises slowly, gathering the reins of his horse~*~ "Well..It is best i be on my way....Before they get wind of me being here..." ~*~before she can say a word he is in the saddle and his horse is at a light trot towards the distance, he once more catches a glimpse of Mercedes, slowing his horse and turning back around to see her once more, there was something familiar about her, he pushed that off and resumed his ride into the secusion of this area, not straying far~*~ (NT) Alexandre 16:13:39 04/16/01 Mon

(Dinner's ready..BBS...if not..c u all tomorra!) (NT) -- Manda, 16:17:09 04/16/01 Mon
*she watches him stand and mount his stud before the stallion moves off again.* It was a pleasure, Alex... *She said nothing else, for he was already out of earshot. Turning back to the vista before her, she leans her chin on her arm, stormy gaze falling upon the river. Similar, yes. But he had chosen to leave. She was not wanted. Tryst lays her muzzle against Arya's shoulder before relaxing, blowing warm breaths onto the woman's auburn hair...* (NT) -- Arya, 16:26:06 04/16/01 Mon

inside>>> -- Mercedes, 14:29:00 04/17/01 Tue

*out of the corner of her dove grey eyes is a figure, and Arya turns quickly... could it really be her? Standing quickly, she steps closer, elation flooding her veins along with a quiver of fear. Had her father her?* Mercedes? Is that you? *with a sudden movement, she takes Mercedes' hand in her own, laughter playing at the corner of coral lips before she hugs the other woman...* (NT) -- Arya, 18:39:23 04/17/01 Tue

reply post is above (NT) -- Mercedes, 14:08:28 04/18/01 Wed