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Post by burntofferings on Dec 16, 2008 19:08:30 GMT -5
A fantastically handsome blonde man sat, without making a move, half in shadow. He said not a word and if he were breathing, he was doing a good job concealing it. The handsome blonde wore dark jeans and a long, dark coat. Golden locks fell about his shoulders and into his pale blue eyes as he did nothing but sit. |
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Bela
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Post by Bela on Dec 16, 2008 20:02:47 GMT -5
The young peeked in at the new arrival, wondering if it were possible for her to be able to sneak in unnoticed. Being that there wasn't anyone else, she doubted it. After a moment of debate, she decided to step in. As the mousy girl stepped in, her hands moved to pull gently at the long sleeves of her pink knit sweatshirt. The hood had been pulled up and safely over her waves of platinum blonde locks, causing them to crowd and hide most of her pale face. As though realizing something, Bela seemed to shake herself suddenly. "Hallo." She said quietly.
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