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Date Posted: 21:17:26 04/27/02 Sat
Author: Alexandra
Author Host/IP: spider-wc024.proxy.aol.com / 205.188.193.29
Subject: A ClockworkOrange
In reply to: Draven 's message, "||Prolly||" on 21:04:00 04/27/02 Sat

]eyes narrow once more, he had finally got to her. Fingers curl into fists without thought, knuckles begins to shine a milky white. The smirk replaced now with the stone emotion. Eyes burned flames within[

So be it then

]how could she have actually started to feel trust within him, like all others that ever invited themselves into her life, he had hit a nerve and usually those who struck such a nerve, either on purpose or accident got awarded with a broken nose or busted lip, the recieving end of her fist[

Hmm, pity then, I suppose it is my loss that I am not up to your standards, yes? Would you like me to help you find your perfect princess? Take a look around, their lying in the alley ways, the gutters as some say. They are sold to the highest bidder, they are the ones that are stepped on, wow, don't we all love the real world

]falls silent now, as fingers flex from the vise grip of her hands, the joints pop and crack, now the little smirk appears again, yet it seemed darker, eyes hoding no emotion. She felt satisfied once again[

So, how come you dislike me so, Draven?


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