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Date Posted: 06:19:43 05/26/02 Sun
Author: Skyler
Author Host/IP: 12.150.138.121
Subject: That life would just be kind, To such a gentle mind


Lithe fatale stalks silently once more into tenebrous entity, smoldering oracles peering forth probing the shadows a haunting note lingering in flaming emberlites. Physique garbed in usual attire of low riding cargo and a loose fitting tee, the hem, which danced around taut abdomen. Slinking softly in, booted pedates moving with hunter’s stealth, rogue femme keeps to the shadow’s unlike her arrogant ways that usually propelled her into the luminosity of the realm. Slender bodice moved fluidly thru the shadows mingling as a feigning doe, movements of upper torso screaming of unknown soreness beseeching to fatale the extent of the bruises that’d been inflicted. Ebonite tendrils left to fall in casual disarray about crown, giving thanks that the strands hid some of the black and blue marks pon nape, clearly the sign of one’s hands having encircled vital airway; and the rising knot neath left lobe from the gun shoved to her head. Moving with feline stealth and grace rogue finally creeps into a secluded corner, tongue darting forth running tentatively over swelling lip touching ruptured flesh with a soft hiss. Cursing her arrogance and pride for the actions taken tonight, haunted golds quickly probe the entity once more, making it perfectly clear, to the more experienced watcher, the hunter was now the hunted. Finally slipping willowy chassis into elevated stool, clutching left arm to her side. Crania lolls backwards allowing the pricking of heated tears to assault her eyelids, there was no Weakness in feeling the tears of pain as long as one did not let them fall and other’s did not witness them.

[yea yea i know i'm going ahead and starting another night *S* i know i know but i Had to try out her new piccy! mesa love it too much!]

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