<font color=iceblue> She looked over at him, green eyes reflecting how relaxed and content she felt in that moment. "Nothing...and it's bliss." She smiled lightly, watching him. It was nice to not be worrying about anything, to be stressing about work, to be remembering the torture from just a few months before. Her blonde hair was down in loose waves, occasionally being tousled by the wind and she looked like she should - a happy young woman who was content with her life. She didn't look like the mysterious, dangerous woman she had been cultivated to be nor did she look like the haggard, used to be house wife that she sometimes was. </font color> -- .:Nikolai's Apartment:.

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Date Posted: 05:56:03 11/06/05 Sun
Author: Skye
Subject: She looked over at him, green eyes reflecting how relaxed and content she felt in that moment. "Nothing...and it's bliss." She smiled lightly, watching him. It was nice to not be worrying about anything, to be stressing about work, to be remembering the torture from just a few months before. Her blonde hair was down in loose waves, occasionally being tousled by the wind and she looked like she should - a happy young woman who was content with her life. She didn't look like the mysterious, dangerous woman she had been cultivated to be nor did she look like the haggard, used to be house wife that she sometimes was.
In reply to: Niko 's message, "In here! (He called from the great room where he was sitting on the floor next to Ayden with a yellow legal pad and a black marker. He was listing all the things that he needed to pick up at the hardware store or that needed his attention. Locks and deck-slats were added to the list as he listened to her walk up. He looked down as Ayden started babbling incoherantly as he recognized Skye's voice.) Watch out for the weak spot in the hall floor on your way past." on 12:14:52 11/05/05 Sat

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(That moment, when he was watching her, would be the moment later in his life that he would remember falling in love with her. Not in love with her personality, or her companionship or her body.. but in love with Skye. He had a lop-sided sort of smile on his handsome face as he watched her, picking up the pup out of the back of the truck.) You should think about nothing more often. (He commented, tearing himself away from the view to crate the pup, returning to the back of the truck to offer a hand to help her down.) C'mon, I'll let you pick out all the stuff I will be paying for along with my mortgage for 30 years. (NT) -- Niko, 06:11:45 11/06/05 Sun