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Post by cerinthe on Dec 20, 2005 12:24:19 GMT -5
"Searching for drift wood would be fun. And we might be able to find some seashells when we're searching." Rylene smiled and shook out her hair, which was going crazy as it was still wet in some places. Once again she looked a little foolish but Rylene was in to good a mood to feel imbarrased.
"So." she said taking a few steps along the path. "Why don't we go to the less used beaches...there might be more drift wood and shells there." She hoped that seemed a good idea to Tomar, sometoimes she saw people at the more used beaches that she would rather not see or encounter at all. Rylene stopped and looked back at Tomar. "If that okay with you." She smiled at him and waited....
((is there a place for beach postings? and sorry it took so long))
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Post by cerinthe on Jan 19, 2006 15:41:08 GMT -5
((there's a beach place, i'll post there if u want me to. K))
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Post by namelesslilly on Jan 22, 2006 20:06:12 GMT -5
((That sounds like a wonderful Idea after you….))
Tomar, smiled at the thought of more projects and of maybe even trying his hand with shell carving that would be new not to mention it seemed like a beautiful idea. “Alright lead the way. I don’t mind and your right I’m sure all of the wood has been taken off of the much used beaches and I know a lot of people like shells.” He was completely oblivious to her hair as the dry parts meshed with the wet, his own blond locks where starting to dry and fall in loose feathers around his face framing his sparkling odd colored eyes. “I think you’ve really come up with a good idea hear, perhaps I should hang out with you more often.” He smiled charmingly at her and gestured for her to lead the way to the beach.
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Post by cerinthe on Jan 23, 2006 16:39:52 GMT -5
"Maybe." Said Rylene with a smile and then turning around she marched off towards the beach or beaches. Quite smug with how things had turned out, it wasn't going to be a boring day after all.
Every now and then she looked behind her to make she that Tomar was keeping up. Rylene may be a liitle fat but she could sure walk, and fast.
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