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Post by vox on Nov 13, 2006 22:36:34 GMT -5
*Tristessa walked through the foyer, carrying her little sewing basket. Her blue dress matched her eyes, and a fringed lace shawl hung at her elbows as she moved with the grace of a dancer.*
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Post by seraphina on Nov 13, 2006 23:02:58 GMT -5
*walks in and smiles* Hi! Are you new here?
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Post by vox on Nov 13, 2006 23:12:15 GMT -5
*Tristessa half-smiled and shook her head.*
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Post by seraphina on Nov 13, 2006 23:24:20 GMT -5
*blinks* No? Ok. Well, I don't think we've met before. I'm Lucinda, what's your name?
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Post by vox on Nov 13, 2006 23:30:42 GMT -5
*takes out a small notebook and pencil stub and writes in it, then holds it out to Lucinda.* My name is Tristessa.
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Post by seraphina on Nov 13, 2006 23:31:45 GMT -5
*reads it and nods* Oh. It's lovely to meet you, Tristessa.
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Post by vox on Nov 13, 2006 23:32:56 GMT -5
*Tristessa smiled and nodded her head.*
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Post by seraphina on Nov 13, 2006 23:33:30 GMT -5
*smiles brightly* Um....is there anything I can help you with?
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Post by vox on Nov 13, 2006 23:45:48 GMT -5
*Tristessa shook her head mildly. She gestured to her sewing basket and made a light pulling motion, as though she were drawing a needle and thread through some fabric.*
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