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Date Posted: Tue, Jun 14 2005, 7:41am PDT
Author: Sharayah
Subject: She merely smirked at that, glancing back to the tender as she took her drink, turning then to face him, as easy going and cocky as ever "Sharayah Thomas... You know my brother, Malakai" She had grown up a great deal from the eighteen year old that had done a tattoo on his back "Or you might know my baby sister better, Malia... or her best friend at least." That was a bit of a dig- but hey- she liked to live dangerously.
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  • He raised a brow, tipping his head and then nodding as things finally dawned on him. "Ahh.. right.. right. I know you." He ignored the jab about Aly - he'd learned to block that part of his life out. As shit as he'd treated her, losing her had made him half crazy - crazy enought to try to blackmail her so he could get a little bit of pleasure, a solid night's sleep - he'd been a destroyed man for sometime, but now he was built back up, walls tough and strong as they had ever been. He reached over his shoulder, tapping the spot between his shoulder blades. "That came from you, right?" It was a tribal design that Diamond had encouraged, and of course, he had given in. (NT) -- Jake, Tue, Jun 14 2005, 8:06am PDT
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