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Date Posted: Mon, Dec 05 2005, 10:47pm PST
Author: Josh
Subject: He tipped his head to her in greeting, a smile on his face as he raised up in his stirrups to wave at the crowd politely once again as the words to the song playing got louder. Good ride, cowboy, Good ride... He swung off of Aladding, patting his shoulder and then giving him a peppermint, laughing as the horse nudged his chest heavily, as if wanting more praise for his performance. He had about an hour to kill before his next event and he was thinking about that before he remembered her standing there. "Watching and everythin' huh darlin'?" He smiled, one corner of his lips tipping up. "Better watch out, might be buyin' you a pair of boots yet."
In reply to: Brooklyn 's message, "What I need right now is some sweet revenge to get back what I lost then.. I gave you all I had to give but I could never reach you.. " on Mon, Dec 05 2005, 8:14pm PST


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  • (She rolled her eyes, even though she felt oddly pleased at his use of endearment.) Couldn't miss a good horse. (She commented, resting a hand on Aladdin's shoulder and letting her longish nails play with the short hairs there. The stallion felt like a ball of power to her, which she supposed was another source of mystique to her.. she liked feeling safe, knowing something strong was around. She looked down at the pricey calfskin boots on her feet and smirked.) I don't think they make those boots in my style. (She said, eyeing the worn but obviously loved boots he had.) (NT) -- Booklyn, Mon, Dec 05 2005, 10:53pm PST
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