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Post by Nance Sikes on May 20, 2009 18:32:43 GMT -5
"There!" said Nance triumphantly, managing to get the bulk of it stuffed under the cap, creating a strange-looking lump under it, with loose strands of her dark hair escaping here and there around her ears and the back of her neck. Nonetheless, it would have to do.
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Donavan
- Ingenious Pilot -
The eyes are the windows to the soul.
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Post by Donavan on May 23, 2009 11:51:59 GMT -5
"Perfect." *He assured her. Then he headed towards the door.*
"No point in dallying." *Donavan offered with a grin. It was rather exciting. Only yesterday he would never dared imagine they'd be going on an outing together. Or...be in the same room for an extended period of time. Things were going so well!*
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Post by Nance Sikes on Jun 1, 2009 1:30:56 GMT -5
Nance paused briefly to awkwardly and subtly hitch the trousers higher on her waist. Even with a belt, they sagged in strange places. Adopting a shuffling gait so as to keep them more secure, she followed Donovan out the door.
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