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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 6, 2011 0:09:27 GMT -8
Genghis took the card, looking it over and nodding slightly, "If I can find time I shall certainly give you a call. We have much to talk about, I'm sure."
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Post by wolfiso on Nov 6, 2011 20:44:53 GMT -8
"Goodnight, Mr. Selkirk." She said, the comma in the sentance unusually long as she caught herself forming the G for Genghis and had to redirect herself.
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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 6, 2011 21:20:44 GMT -8
He inclined his head, "Good evening, Miss." He opted for the generic title rather than her name, he wasn't certain he could even manage her last name again.
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Post by wolfiso on Nov 6, 2011 21:50:58 GMT -8
As she walked away, Cassandra knew she was done for the night. Her focus was shot, and her composure wouldn't last long. Time to get her coat and get out of here.
((Exit Cassandra))
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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 6, 2011 22:30:17 GMT -8
Genghis watched her go, his tail twisting behind him. He turned, looking around for Clara. He finally saw her, still with that torbie, and wove his way in that direction.
[End Thread]
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