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mostfalldown March 12 2007, 19:03:45 UTC
Fern hadn't expected his smile.

It would be the sight of such a charming smile on an otherwise intimidating man that would cause her to pause in her path. The sudden stopping, of course, caused those around her to collide, and those who wanted to get closer to Ciaràn to attempt to push them out of the way. It caused Fern to stumble to the side, but not so badly that she would trip. In fact, her eyes rose in time to see that moment-- the very moment in which the gaze became less of a friendly return and an inquisitive stare.

Fern's smile grew past that of friendly to the size reserved only for an embarrassed smile. An awkward fraction between polite and amused. She looked away for a brief moment as she felt color rise to her cheeks. But her eyes returned to his. Icy blue challenged the gaze of a sea blue.

The full curve of her bottom lip disappeared behind her upper lip, ensnared by her teeth. She looked over him as though trying to decide something. The idea of him, perhaps? Who he was? Fern wasn't even sure exactly what it was as he rolled about in her head like an unfinished question mark.

Come find out, she would say, finally, with the quick raising of her eyebrows.

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