<font color=maroon>//The petite femme that entered was about 5'5, with long, shimmering blonde hair and startling silver eyes. She carried herself well from all her years of ballet, but there was a meekness, a timidness to her. One could tell instantly by just looking at her that she was shy, and not really a social butterfly. Her small frame was clad in a pair of blue, low slung jeans that her sisters had convinced her to buy against her better judgement, though Dysis had said they looked great. She wore a simple white t-shirt that every now and then gave a glimpse of the flat golden stomach beneath.//</font> -- RD Future: Caf� Brio

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Date Posted: Sun, Mar 28 2004, 8:51am PST
Author: Saturn LeClair
Subject: //The petite femme that entered was about 5'5, with long, shimmering blonde hair and startling silver eyes. She carried herself well from all her years of ballet, but there was a meekness, a timidness to her. One could tell instantly by just looking at her that she was shy, and not really a social butterfly. Her small frame was clad in a pair of blue, low slung jeans that her sisters had convinced her to buy against her better judgement, though Dysis had said they looked great. She wore a simple white t-shirt that every now and then gave a glimpse of the flat golden stomach beneath.//
In reply to: Josh Renze 's message, "Its like downtown New York in the middle of traffic jams, all I really want you to know is who I am" on Sun, Mar 28 2004, 8:43am PST

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His mysterious stoney gaze travelled over her, leaning back against the rail. Dispite his unapproachable exterior, underneath he was quite human (NT) -- Josh, Sun, Mar 28 2004, 9:02am PST

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