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Post by Darcy on Mar 7, 2011 21:31:00 GMT -5
"Okay" she said.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Mar 8, 2011 12:25:07 GMT -5
Nate gave his infamous small smile and walked away.
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Post by Darcy on Mar 11, 2011 21:00:06 GMT -5
Fox smiled and rolled her eyes.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Mar 12, 2011 23:06:50 GMT -5
Nate put his hands in his pockets and kept his head low.
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Post by Darcy on Mar 12, 2011 23:07:17 GMT -5
foxglove sighed
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Post by Poison Ivy on Mar 12, 2011 23:11:28 GMT -5
Nate stayed at the edge of camp, where no one else was.
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Post by Darcy on Mar 12, 2011 23:14:12 GMT -5
Foxglove walked around, in an almost sulking like mannor
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Post by Poison Ivy on Mar 12, 2011 23:15:37 GMT -5
Nate was always sulking.
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Post by Darcy on Mar 12, 2011 23:18:50 GMT -5
Foxglove rarely was. Usually she was happy.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Mar 12, 2011 23:22:04 GMT -5
Nate kept his hands in his pockets.
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Post by Darcy on Mar 12, 2011 23:24:03 GMT -5
Fox walked around.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Mar 12, 2011 23:27:16 GMT -5
Nate stared at the ground.
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Post by Darcy on Mar 12, 2011 23:28:17 GMT -5
Fox heaved a sigh
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Post by Poison Ivy on Mar 12, 2011 23:32:49 GMT -5
Nate looked around. He got hit in the head with a rock and he growled.
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Post by Darcy on Mar 12, 2011 23:36:19 GMT -5
Fox sat down under a tree.
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