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Who are you....?
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Date Posted: 00:05:25 05/02/02 Thu
In reply to:
Lance
's message, "Oh yeah!" on 23:49:42 05/01/02 Wed
A knock on the door echoed loudly within the dark confines of her living coffin. Golden eyes glew dimly, the only light in the place. Her fit had ended about ten minuets ago, and again, there wasa small fire burning in the corner, smoldering to nothing, her window was broken, and small holes linned her walls.
The knock cam eagain, and Zara's brain clicked in it's reality. The pupils in the golden eyes diolated and rounded gently as her minds flittered back to a calm state...adn she moved, much like a stiff robotic, standing and staggered in place.
Eyes locked onthe door, she could see the infrared of a body just outside, red marks circling abotu her pupil. No weapons, she couldn't see....maybeif she opened the door?
She tripped no more then four feet ahead, falling head first over her coffe table. The scattered clothes broke her fall, and she finally madeit to the knob. Keeping herself steady, she unlocked the five locks placed upon her door andpeeked out, in a haze. Her white hair a mess in tangels, her skin dirty, and eyes glossed over like some sort of junkie, Zara looked out on the thin man outside..unable to register anything.
"Who.....the hell..are you?"
her sentence, forced as it was, wasn't as halarious..as when she keeled over backwards and knocked herself out.
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