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Post by .:.~*~ Terenita ~*~.:. on Feb 12, 2006 22:03:50 GMT -5
A tall, rather slim lady walked in through the doors. Metalic sapphire optics glanced around, delicate finger playing through her sun-kissed locks. She sighed softly. The thought of ownign a house was overwhelming, but she was ready to conquer it. Walking around, she let out a call for somebody. "Hello? Is somebody there?" she asked.
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Post by .x.~Jazz~.x. on Feb 13, 2006 9:17:44 GMT -5
A young man appeared, dressed formally in the yellow and purple jacket and trousers of FL uniform. The tag on his breast said 'Joe Green' .
Good afternoon, how may I help you?
He asked politely, waiting for a reply.
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Post by `Avvy on Mar 6, 2006 14:29:18 GMT -5
Brandon shooed Joe out of the agency, and presented a warm smile to ther girl standing there.
*sorry about that... he's not an agent here,..... what did you need?*
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