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Jan 22, 2003 01:37

"Ares..."

the disembodied voice wafted into the chamber moments before her form coalesced in a wash of deep pink. Displeasure disrupting porcelain features, one hand rested on a dangerously curved hip, the other under her chin, a finger tapping gloss painted moue.

"Where were you?"
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