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LibraryShauna slowly pursued the endless stockpile of books that made up Ozwell E. Spencer's personal library. The man himself had given the young woman permission to enter it at an early age. She distinctly remembered long ago while accompanying her mother at the age of five to a meeting that always took place monthly at Spencer's second estate. It was around that the elderly man began to place an interest in Shauna. He had rolled his wheelchair over during one of the visits that were always meeting related and her mother had abandoned her and strode over to the thick double doors that lead to the designated room. Shauna remembered a large tome wasLibrary
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Two sets of bare toes in attachment to an equal pair of small feminine feet stretched and curled in on themselves; their possessor completely oblivious in regards to the habitual dancing of movement her body was bringing to life. Presently her full attentions were too far and drawn away from her own reality by right of the 'enchantment' held within the dainty nonetheless possessive hold of her very fingers.
She has an almost misleading appearance about her, too young looking to properly be considered a woman and yet too old in realism to be classified as an all too young girl. Of her peers those un
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| *VideoGameGirl-HE'S BEING A TOTAL GREASER HANGING OUT IN THE DINER ALL COOL AND ALOOF! ~VonDresden-ITS THE GREASER IN HIS NATURAL HABITAT *shot* *VideoGameGirl-LET US OBSERVE THE INDIGENOUS GREASER AS IT GOES ABOUT ITS DAILY RITUALS. OH LOOK THERE HE RAISED HIS GLASS, NOW HE IS DRINKING! SIMPLY AMAZING! LET US SCIENTIFICALLY NOTE THIS.*peers through bonoculars with you* ~VonDresden-EXCELLENT EXCELLENT. THIS WILL OPEN UP NEW DOORS FOR US, THE POSSIBILITIES ARE ENDLESS, IT APPEARS THAT THE SODA IS VERY GOOD *jots down notes*   Please don't beg for points, seriously. |
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