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Author: * Katlyne MacRoth -
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Date: Aug 3, 2003 - 11:26
She nods to Cath, realizing he's only come to cuddle to hide from the berry ballet which now covers her face and deep auburn curls. She turns glaring at him, with a fierce pout. "Perhaps I have two clean one.... not if ye're ta keep helping though..." she pulls half a broken crust from the top of her head and sits it atop his face. "I believe this was aimed fer ye..."
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