<font color=seagreen> The young man was making his way up the street - he'd already gotten himself pretty strung out at one of the bars, celebrating his return to the crew, and now he was making his way toward another bar. It was by chance that he spotted her, pulled up and stopped, rubbing a hand through his red hair. "Hey princess, whatcha doing?" He sported a white button up over a black 'beater and a pair of jeans with a chain hanging from them.</font> -- RD Present: The Boardwalk

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Date Posted: Mon, Feb 21 2005, 8:30pm PST
Author: Chad
Subject: The young man was making his way up the street - he'd already gotten himself pretty strung out at one of the bars, celebrating his return to the crew, and now he was making his way toward another bar. It was by chance that he spotted her, pulled up and stopped, rubbing a hand through his red hair. "Hey princess, whatcha doing?" He sported a white button up over a black 'beater and a pair of jeans with a chain hanging from them.
In reply to: Riah 's message, "And what's a game of chance to you, to him is one of real skill" on Mon, Feb 21 2005, 7:43pm PST

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her hands dropped from her pockets - giving a soft sigh at his sudden apperance...swallowing gently before continuing her confident stride. To admit the fact taht he was still as gorgeous as ever seemed to come contridict the whole fact that she was still mad at him -- Riah, Mon, Feb 21 2005, 8:49pm PST
- He raised a brow, taking her arm in his playfully, and taking up stride with her. "All by yourself? That's unacceptable - you could get attacked out here. Why don't we find a place to go into?" A bar, of course, he meant. (NT) -- Chad, Mon, Feb 21 2005, 8:52pm PST

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