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Date Posted: Mon, Jun 13 2005, 7:34pm PDT
Author: Lysia
Subject: She met his gaze fully, her eyes watching him for a second before she murmured softly, her lips parting only slightly as the words escaped her mouth. "What are you hoping to see?" She questioned softly, her head cocked to the side as she studied him. He kept looking at her like he was trying to figure her out and for a moment she considered informing him that it was pointless. No one would ever understand, least of all him. There was such a mix of emotions when it came to him, anger, bitterness, hurt, desire, lust, curiosity, need....
In reply to: Lysia 's message, "Moving on over here now." on Mon, Jun 13 2005, 7:05pm PDT


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  • "The future. Answers to all my questions about life, love, and happiness." His tone took on a teasing edge to combat the seriousness, and curiously enough, his eyes shifted to the bartender when she met his gaze squarely - as if he wasn't quite ready for that. A hand ran slowly through his hair and then he finished off the remnants of his drink before he tipped his chin back in a silent request for yet another fresh one. When all else failed... Drink. (NT) -- Travis, Mon, Jun 13 2005, 7:40pm PDT
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