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Date Posted: Sun, Jun 05 2005, 9:34pm PDT
Author: Lysia
Subject: She smiled lightly, running her finger along the edge of the glass before she looked back up to him again. "I must be coming on the wrong night." She murmured almost playfully before she took a small sip of the alcohol. She had so many sides to her personality, she came off as kind of a bubbly type girl if she wanted too, she could be a complete bitch and she could be a perfectly competent fighter though not many people knew about that. Her eyes drifted over his features discreetly, tracing the fine lines of his face, his hair, the dark eyes...he was a gorgeous man and it was hard to tell why he was sitting here in a bar by himself every Sunday...
In reply to: Travis 's message, "

Sometimes I think I'm happy here, sometimes
Yet I still pretend
I can't remember how this got started
But I can tell you exactly how it will end
" on Sun, Jun 05 2005, 8:09pm PDT


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  • "Clearly... Clearly you are..." He agreed slowly with a bit of a smile, one hand draped between his knees and the other raising his drink to his lips one more time. He was much less subtle while checking her out - his eyes appreciative as they studied her features, and then drifting down her torso, lingered on her soft hips and then her slender legs. He was an artist before he was a man and was admiring her lines as much as he was admiring her other 'talents'. "What's a girl like you doing out here?" Not to imply anything about her, but on the whole this wasn't a popular place for lone females to be hanging out. (NT) -- Travis, Sun, Jun 05 2005, 9:42pm PDT
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