Re: Late Dinner, Early Morning. -- Cowboy Bebop The RPG Number 2

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Subject: Re: Late Dinner, Early Morning.

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Mirino Meritt

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Date Posted: 12:46:27 03/31/02 Sun
In reply to: Crimson Nick 's message, "Re: the park and wondering around somemore" on 19:06:15 03/30/02 Sat

There was only half a loaf left when Mirino decided to head home. She stood up and stretched, because she was feeling a bit stiff. After flexing her arms and legs, she pulls her skirt back down in annoyment. It rides up everytime she does that, but being smart as she is, Mirino had her sweater wrapped around her waist. So as not to give Nicholas a view. "Oyy.. It's hot. But last night it was so cold?" she was a bit confused as to how the temperature could change so drastically. Unbuttoning the top three on her shirt, to give herself a bit of refreshment. She rolled up her bright blue long-sleeves and opened her mouth widely in a silent yawn. She fell backwards onto Nicholas, throwing one of her arms around his neck. "I'm still tired." she says looking at the pidgeons.
"Well it was late when we got it, and later after I finished cooking." she rubs her head against his shoulder, and breathes in deeply.
"You need a bath." She glances at her clothes. "And I need to wash this..." letting out a sigh as she sat herself up straight on his lap. She leans forward and springs to her feet. "I'm going home now!" begining to dash in the general direction of her apartment. But slowing down before she got out of Nick's sight, because she was tired already.

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Re: the first smoke and gunfight of the day	Crimson Nick	13:12:29 04/01/02 Mon