Braden had left to go get stamps to mail out her demo tapes - it was the first time he had left in a week. Her face was covered in make up that did a poor job of hiding the bruises that were there. Clad in a hoodie of Niko's and jeans, it wasn't shown if there were anymore then that. With a sigh she opened the door slightly, biting her lip when she saw him. -- .: Fyre's Place :.

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Date Posted: 07:37:17 07/18/02 Thu
Author: Fyre
Subject: Braden had left to go get stamps to mail out her demo tapes - it was the first time he had left in a week. Her face was covered in make up that did a poor job of hiding the bruises that were there. Clad in a hoodie of Niko's and jeans, it wasn't shown if there were anymore then that. With a sigh she opened the door slightly, biting her lip when she saw him.
In reply to: Niko 's message, "(He furrowed his brow as he crossed the hallway. They'd spoken once in the past week and he was getting worried. Her little essential stashes in his apartment were slowly disappearing, and he was anxious in wondering what the hell was going on. Knocking, he leans on the door jamb, strong arms crossed.)" on 07:32:52 07/18/02 Thu

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(His gaze narrowed, she couldnt have forgotten his background in the agency, he saw right through her.) Oh, so you are still alive. (He said dryly, he'd been a little hurt.) (NT) -- Niko, 07:41:00 07/18/02 Thu

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