<font color=green>--The young woman hurries up behind Melody.-- -- --crossroads

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Subject: --The young woman hurries up behind Melody.--

Author:
Mackenzie Frasier

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Date Posted: 18:33:41 04/17/01 Tue
In reply to: Melody O'Thomas 's message, "A young woman, looking to be no older than eighteen, approaches the small gathering slowly..." on 18:24:53 04/17/01 Tue

--She stops beside her friend, light-green eyes lit with excitement. This was the first outing she had taken since arriving - and although she was excited about the prospect of meeting new people, she was nervous about the events that could take place.--

--Although most would believe her deep green skirt with it's ruffles along the hem, off-white shirt, pale green sash and knee-high boots a bit shabby for a ball, it was splendor to her common and plain self. Her hip-length, soft-red waves are braided and brought back up into a loop, secured with silver hairpins, a reddish feather tucked into the weaves.--

--She glances around at the happenings around her, fiddling with the rawhide cord around her neck. She smiles at Mel, tight and nervous at first. Slowly she relaxes, though one hand rests suspiciously on her waist.--

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Turns to her friend...	Melody	18:45:20 04/17/01 Tue