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Date Posted: 23:26:37 02/22/06 Wed
Author: Gia
Subject: (Her eyes remained on him for a long moment, softening as he soothed her.. damn it. He was making her feel shamed for her actions and she wanted to desperately to press up against him and tell him everything and to beg him to help her take these men down.. but she wouldn't put him in danger, she wouldn't watch him die as she had Kevin.. she had a feeling she would never get over losing Skeeter.) Nothing went wrong. (She said as she saw the man behind him move closer, trying to listen to what they were saying, though it would be obvious to a trained agent that she was hiding something.) I told the truth, that's what they told me to do. Now can we go please?
In reply to: Gianna Rossi 's message, "
I'm so afriad of the gift you give me
I don't belong here and I'm not well..
"
on 21:38:03 02/22/06 Wed


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  • The way she was acting was making him feel unsettled and all he could do was run a hand down his face, a low breath escaping his lips. "Sure, fine, lets go." He stated, grabbing her coat and holding it open for her though it was obvious he was still displeased with the whole situation and beyond confused with what was going on with her and what could possibly be going through her head at this moment. His fingers were wrapped so tightly around his keys that there were indentations made in his palm that would perfectly fit the crooks and crevices of the key but the pain just distracted his mind from the anger which was a good thing, otherwise he might just freak out there at the court house and apperantly, she didn't want him causing a scene. (NT) -- Skeeter, 00:22:34 02/23/06 Thu

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