<font color=lightblue> With the help of the girl he'd been able to sweettalk, he found himself opening the door to her bedroom - and had it locked behind him. He was starting to mend a little bit, the abrasions and bruises on his face already fading - he had a strong body. He was a little sore, still, but he was gritting his teeth through it. Happening upon her on the bed, he swore, a string of obscenities coming forth from his cracked lips as he hurried to her side. "Ariel?"</font> -- Ariel's Room

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Date Posted: 19:36:17 02/17/04 Tue
Author: Angelo
Subject: With the help of the girl he'd been able to sweettalk, he found himself opening the door to her bedroom - and had it locked behind him. He was starting to mend a little bit, the abrasions and bruises on his face already fading - he had a strong body. He was a little sore, still, but he was gritting his teeth through it. Happening upon her on the bed, he swore, a string of obscenities coming forth from his cracked lips as he hurried to her side. "Ariel?"
In reply to: Ariel 's message, "Sorrow is my bed fellow" on 19:25:24 02/17/04 Tue

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*There was no response, she had been out for two days now, and it was going to take a little more then just him saying her name to bring her out. There was really more blood then her wounds were bad, but from the glass and having pummeled her hands raw, she had shed what looked like a fair amount. And the back of her door wore the markings of her beating, blood having traveled down the length of it.* (NT) -- Ariel, 19:39:36 02/17/04 Tue