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Post by Buffy Summers on Aug 31, 2006 11:57:53 GMT -5
((Aww, poor Riku. Buffy's so popular!))
*Buffy smiled, knowing what James was doing. But she'd never been one to shy from striking first, so she did. A feint to the right, and a jab to the left, spinning away from his parry.*
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Post by Parisa on Oct 10, 2009 16:35:06 GMT -5
**NEW DAY** *Parisa sat on a bench in the courtyard, her normally seductive and calculating face relaxed as she read from some silly romance novel her mother had left at the mansion. She was wearing a pretty, bright green dress, quite different from her usual ensemble of sexy, stylish red gowns, and looked as young and innocent as she had when she first arrived in Paris. She soaked in the sunshine, enjoying her afternoon away from the protective identity she had created after Sinclair left.*
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