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Date Posted: 20:26:19 09/21/01 Fri
Author: [...sirius...] | . . remeus . . |
Author Host/IP: spider-mtc-tf013.proxy.aol.com / 64.12.103.23
Subject: [...retreat...] | . . fearless . . |

a duo of masculines ingress, lingering within eachother's company with ease.

[...ooids seem to gleam with amusement ceaselessly, seeming to be laughing mentally at his ally with no apparent reason. single strapped bag is carried easily upon a broad shoulder which is hidden beneath silver hued cloth. Masculine limbs are hooded by sable casual jeans. silver clothing is partially hidden beneath a onyx leather jacket. smirk holds devious intentions as he enters an empty room, calling out something to the linger mascu...] grab the one next to me, Rem! [...his voice is masculine yet boyish at the same time, an interesting combination...]

| . . smirk settles upon the usually stoic masculine's features as he obeys, shifting the bag that is settled upon a single shoulder slightly as he ingresses the vacant room, glancing about with soulful brown ooids before carefully placing his bag upon the single bed, glancing about before leaving to enter Sirius's room, unable to stop a snicker from emitting when he sees the male has already unpacked . . |

[...is already putting up pictures of his childhood and plastering posters to the walls, turning when he sees, or, rather hears Remeus enter...] what? [...he demands, although he is quite aware what is so funny...]

| . . smirks and playfully hits Sirius, shaking his head . . | and I thought you were hungry. | . . he mutters, settling upon sirius's bed . . |

[...his pate dips in a nodding gesture, smirk too taking over his expression...] i am! [...he declares happily and returns to decorating his rather bleak bedroom...]

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