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Sting, Robyn,Slade, and Rhiannon
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Date Posted: 13:02:20 09/27/02 Fri
In reply to: Dana 's message, "*she smiles, but concern a little hurt apear in her eyes* Well you guys are quite playful" on 12:43:59 09/27/02 Fri

lowers his eyes again, but makes no move to reply.

"That would be so cool. And yea, we are. Three year olds reincarnated!" Chirps Robby, true to her full name. The others agree, though with varying amounts of enthusiasm. As for Dana's question, Sting stays silent, eyes grwoing even colder. "Sting." Rhi hisses sharply, kokcing her brother upside the head. He shots her a glare, and proceds to grab her around the waist, slinging her over his shoulder. "Behave." He tells her, a smile finding it's way to his lips as he dumps her on her rump. He the turns back to Dana. "Life happened." He says simply, shrugging. Rhi groans, and Sting bends down, flicking her in a spot that makes her squeal and scoot away, giggling. Slade rolls his eyes. "Leme fill that in for ya." He says, meeting her eyes sqaurly. "It's a simple, question, really. His-our- first foster dad tried to kill him." He says bluntly. "He took a kitchen kniofe and tried to slit his-" Sting slaps a hand over Slad'es mouth, then. "Shut up." He growls softly, shirt slipping down and reveling, for the first time, the ugly scar across his kneck.

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*her eyes fill with terror* Well then Sting I excuse my self for being so wellDana23:20:30 09/27/02 Fri


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