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 Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 2:34 pm
Settled upon a tomb-stone in the meddled graveyard of Crosshaven, Aledi swung her feet back and forth. The beginning of the day at seven o'clock, Aledi looked around Crosshaven, seeing what had happened.
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 2:07 pm
He slipped up behind her, the strong scent of cigar and whiskey surrounding him, and perhaps a woman's perfume left over from who knows where. "My oh my, here I was on my way back to my place and look what I have come across. Must be my lucky day." He takes a deep breath of the fresh air and lets it out, only to break into a smokers cough right after. His face is covered in a stubble, appearing to have not shaved in a day or two.
He sways a little and plops down next to the tomb stone, "I'm just gonna sit here for a moment if you don't mind, I've had one hell of a night." He grins and looks up to her, "So uh...how old are ya?" If there is anything from his past that he has learned, it's to always ask how old they are...
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