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Subject: Re: No such thing Author: Mirino Meritt [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 21:38:50 04/07/02 Sun In reply to: Crimson Nick 's message, "a new life... well maybe" on 17:56:12 04/07/02 Sun "You know it's not a normal thing, to be shot at." Hatcher locks the front door and places the key in his pocket. "She's been put to a barrel at least four times since she met you." He begins to walk down the sidewalk. Nicholas follows closely aside him. "She doesn't know many people." Hatcher slides his hands into his back pockets and looks up at the darkening sky, Nick stops walking. "I won't hurt her." He says with a most sincere look. Hatcher continues to walk, but he turns his head back to Nick. "Not on purpose." He pulls his hand out of one of his pockets holding a toothpick, and places it between his teeth. His eyes focuse on the ground infront of him. Nick starts to follow Hatcher again. "About the weapons?" Nick says as he carries his large duffel bag. "I don't talk business when she's out." Hatcher points to a moon that's virtually above them in the pale gray sky. "Unless your coming to see her, call me later. You got the number." He looks at his watch, "I wonder when she gets off..." Mirino yawns as she places her head on the steel desk infront of her. She zips up her sweater and wraps her arms around her waist, as she slowly drifts to sleep. Her glasses rested beside her bright blue hair. Nicky walks up behind her and begins to poke her in the back. "You are ztill on duty." Nicky's face takes on a more sisterly trait as she walks away smiling. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date Re: a new room Mark Areous aka Nick 13:27:49 04/08/02 Mon damn no smoking -- Nick, 13:09:18 04/09/02 Tue Kindergarden Naptime -- Mirino Meritt, 14:02:35 04/09/02 Tue Re: General Tso's chicken! -- Mirino Meritt, 16:40:02 04/10/02 Wed