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Post by Tristan on Jun 7, 2008 11:42:32 GMT -5
Tristan walked down to the gardens in his best cloths . He wore a mask and long dress robes which bustled behind him. His hair has been cut and he shaved . He was shining in the moon . He was thinking . Thinking about everything that has happen ...He sighed and pulled off his mask . There was soft music playing in the gardens . It was soothing , romantic , and careless.... (  ) He stood there for a moment entranced by the beutiful music . He sighed and looked down.Its been a tough week. He wanted to have someone to comfront him. He wanted someone to kiss . |
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Post by Zorro on Jun 7, 2008 16:30:17 GMT -5
 ---------- Zorro escaped the loud music and overly hot ballroom and emerged in the Gardens. Soft Music was playing and it was soothing. It wasn't that she didn't like parties and dances. She would normally seek them out, in fact. But right now there were too many people inside and she desperately needed to get out. As she walked out into the gardens, she automatically headed for the stone path and clearing in the garden. She stopped. Someone else had apparently the same idea. She couldn't see his face, but the dress robes looked very formal. Her eyes were fixed on the mask he held in his hand. A small gasp escaped her mouth. She could very easily find out who it was...just a few steps closer... |
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Post by Tristan on Jun 11, 2008 9:12:19 GMT -5
Tristan turned to see a girl . He was to late to put back on his mask . He quickly put it on but he knew it was to late. She knew who he was " I guess the cats in the bag " he said throwing his hands up .
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Post by Zorro on Jun 11, 2008 11:07:06 GMT -5
Zorro smiled. "Actually, I think you are still safe." She said. The face was unfamiliar, but that didn't surprise her. She hadn't really socialized too much in a while. "And may I ask for a name?" She asked taking a step closer.
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