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Date Posted: 11:44:29 04/07/02 Sun
Author: Adina Fleetwood
Subject: ||..+..|| If Looks Could Kill ||..+..||
In reply to: Celeste Riceburg 's message, "Re: ...Oh, Girls Just Wanna Have Fun..." on 08:52:27 04/07/02 Sun

>> >face=tahoma>||..+..|| Vixens gaze shifts almost boredly from others to approaching femme. Labria curl into cynical smirk, that was usually plastered 'pon dang'rously lovely facade. Chassis shifts its stance so Adina can face the girl that had boldly sauntered up and opened her mouth, revealing all that Adina would want to know. Adina almost had a sixth sense about people, and she had met so many like Celeste before. Chocolate oids shifted o'er visage of opposite femme and lips parted to emitt a silent chuckle. Vixen spoke, ords calm and cold, yet not obtrusive like others had been. ||..+..||

And what business is that of yours? May I ask what your doing here?

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[> [> [> Re: ...You Would Have Been Dead Already... -- Celeste Riceburg, 13:59:11 04/07/02 Sun

>>> ...Celeste blinked irritably at the girl who seem to think herself so aloof and so important. A smile chiseled upon her dazzling features, maybe she was. How would Celeste know what 'group' this girl belonged in, she seem to have the beauty and the personality, in this case it was always best to try and make friends before foes. The girls words bit the air with a chilly feeling that reminded Celeste of the way she might have spoken to someone had they done what she was doing to Adina. It was just on the edge of antagonism, it was all too familiar. Her voice came just as frosty, a tone that matched the girls satiric voice, indicating you needed just one more thing to be in with Celeste, and that was wit. Celeste didn't doubt that the girl had it, not for one second. "It was a simple question, I insuated you would be mature enough to answer it, and not answer a question...with a question. I suppose that is what I get for assuming in the first place, it becomes a nasty little habit after awhile. I didn't come to bother you...if that is what the distance is for, but to extend a hand of friendship, and you've got all day to prove me right. You know...that you are mature enough to answer a simple question when it was given with no threat. I will, I'm waiting on my friends, so you see? It's your turn." she replied pasting an unmatchable smirk upon her face, it was one that had to have been heriditary, it looked exactly like the one her father always gave her whenever a situation of this genre occured. Celeste really was extending a hand of friendship, most took it when offered, some were too proud. However, it was never obscure with Celeste, maybe with Eve, or Natalia, or Colette..maybe, but it was never obscure with Celeste whether or not she was your friend ...once she told you that she was. It would take extreme peruasion to convince her to betray a friend, she wasn't one to follow in her parents footsteps...


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[> [> [> [> ||..+..|| Exactly ||..+..|| -- Adina Fleetwood, 16:40:29 04/07/02 Sun

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||..+..|| Vixens arms unfurl from under bust. Chocolate oids peer out from cynical facade as two toned locks cascade loosely down back. Labria part once more as words spill forth, tone less icy but audibally like opposite femmens. There was somethign about this other girl, something not to much unlike herself. She could sense that this conversation was almost some type of test, one she wasn't sure if she wanted to pass, or mayeb she did. ||..+..||

Why I'm here? Well, you could say I'm loitering, you could say I'm attempting to enrich my mind with a so called 'education' or you could say that I'm bored out of my mind and have decided to come and seek conversation from other human beings...you can choose whichever reason you want..


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[> [> [> [> Re: ...You WIn... -- Celeste Riceburg, 14:43:42 04/09/02 Tue

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>...Celeste's silvery hair was flipped over her shoulder as she listened to the girl with attention, hearing every word was crucial in some deluted way. Celeste looked upon Adina favorably, aquamarine eyes (OOC I know I said they were Ash at first but Haley changed them to aquamarine BIC) scanned the girl, finding meaning in the answer. It was like staring down a reflection, that was like you, but didn't look like you. The same pulchritudinous (OOC blame the thesaurus BIC) both exquisite, glorious, both most likely irritated with those who seemed intent on trying to break through an unbreakable brick wall, but congenial to those who seemed intent on pleasing, and being friendly. Celeste saw where Adina fit in with the so-called beautiful people, and where Adina fit in with being her friend right away. Celeste laughed little, "Well" she said smiling auspiciously, "Since you didn't come back with some slander, I'm guessing you except". Celeste put out one delicate hand, nails perfectly manicured, a hand of friendship that she had promised. The aquamarine in her eyes glittered with like...


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[> [> [> [> [> ||..+..|| Gracious Winner ||..+..|| -- Adina, 13:48:23 04/10/02 Wed

>>>>>
||..+..|| Cynical smirk is plastered o'er vixen's lovely facade as black brushed digits accept opposite femme's hand in friendship. Loose appendage runs through loose two toned tresses as chocolate oids gleam with some unseen light. Smile replaces smirk as honey hued cranium nods at Celeste's words. Inner flame within girl seemed to burn brightly within dark ocules, the conversation an 'acceptance' had obviously pleased her. ||..+..||

Guess your right, I accept.
The name's Adina Fleetwood, yours?

(OOC can't remember if they exchanged names yet, pretend they havn't ^_^ BIC)

||..+..|| No sooner had English accented words left labria than clapping echoed throughout the hall, virile form stepping forth from shaded corner of room. Mascu approached the two, obvious amusement upon his face. Oids shifted o'er Celeste quickly, as if not wanting anyone to notice. Ocules quickly reverted back to Adina, his step sister. With another smirk he crossed his arms and shifted his weight boredly, as if surveying Adina from afar, speaking finally with a thick Australian accent. ||..+..||

Making friends so quickly Adina? You always were the popular one, damn I'm so jealous...

||..+..|| With another laugh and a quick wave, brute turned to leave once more. Soft chuckle emitted from Adina's lips as Leary began to walk off. Adina shook her head and turned back to Celeste, smile still upon tanned facade. ||..+..||

And that would be my brother, well step brother, Leary...


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[> [> [> [> [> Re: ...So what? Wanna Trophy or something?... -- Celeste Riceburg, 14:22:26 04/10/02 Wed

>>>>>
>>...Celeste felt the girls hand slip into her own, and she smiled. "Celeste Riceburg..." Celeste began, but was cut off by annoying clapping. Removing her hand she made a jesture, and gave glare, clearly upset that everyone had been listening to her private...well not so private conversation. She looked at Adina, she was sure she was quick to become one of her better friends, especially since she was the only one in the same house. Looking over at Leary with some sort of indeciveness as to how she should be responding this boy, she just gave him a look that was indifferent at first. He was her new friends brother, it was like an obligation to at least try and be nice, if Adina was close to him, and he was funny, and cute too. Celeste smiled as he walked away, and whispered to Adina, "He's cute". She smiled after him, but then looked back at her friend. "Want to go play Soccer or something it's better than hanging around with these NOSY people" she said, putting emphasis on nosy, looking out into the rooms occupants...


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[> [> [> [> [> [> ||..+..|| Sure.Why.Not. ||..+..|| -- Adina, 14:08:55 04/11/02 Thu

>>>>>> >face=tahoma>

:_|+|_: Vixen smirks at brother's departure, odd look coming over facade at other femme's words. Slender shoulders rise and fall as chuckle emitts from labria, she could already tell the friendship with this girl would last. They were so much alike, and yet... :_|+|_:

I used to think so to, and then I lived with him and that changed pretty quickly. You see he's my step-brother....

::_|+|_: Smiel spreads o'er facade once more at girl's suggestion, soccer was one of the few things Adina could never say no to. Honey hued cranium nods and she agrees. :_|+|_:

Sounds good to me...


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> Re: ...Oh, see we're all out of trophys, have a ribbon... -- Celeste Riceburg, 14:34:35 04/11/02 Thu

>>>>>>> >>face=tahoma>...Celeste listened to the background history with Adina and Leary, nodding over to look every so often. "Well I don't live with him...so I'm oblivious to all the little imperfections he's bound to have. Every guy has something that bothers me...call me difficult" she laughed. She looked at Leary one more time, and imperfection he had wasn't visible. She smiled at Adina, soccer it was then. She began to put her hair up into a simple ponytail, and replied "Prepare to lose!" she laughed jokingly. She began to walk out the doors to the spots field, gesturing for Adina to walk beside her, after all it wouldn't make much sense for a friend to walk behind...

OOC make your next post on the sports field, mmmkay?


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