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		<title>K'del: Created page with &quot;{{Log |who=Quinlys |what=Quinlys receives C'ris' little gift. |where=Weyrlingmaster's Office, High Reaches Weyr |involves=High Reaches Weyr |day=15 |month=3 |turn=39 |IP=Inter...&quot;</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Created page with &amp;quot;{{Log |who=Quinlys |what=Quinlys receives C&amp;#039;ris&amp;#039; little gift. |where=Weyrlingmaster&amp;#039;s Office, High Reaches Weyr |involves=High Reaches Weyr |day=15 |month=3 |turn=39 |IP=Inter...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;New page&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;{{Log&lt;br /&gt;
|who=Quinlys&lt;br /&gt;
|what=Quinlys receives C'ris' little gift.&lt;br /&gt;
|where=Weyrlingmaster's Office, High Reaches Weyr&lt;br /&gt;
|involves=High Reaches Weyr&lt;br /&gt;
|day=15&lt;br /&gt;
|month=3&lt;br /&gt;
|turn=39&lt;br /&gt;
|IP=Interval&lt;br /&gt;
|IP2=10&lt;br /&gt;
|gamedate=2015.11.06&lt;br /&gt;
|mentions=C'ris&lt;br /&gt;
|type=Vignette&lt;br /&gt;
|icons-new=Icon quinlys serious.jpg,&lt;br /&gt;
|log=Quinlys didn't know what to do with it. &lt;br /&gt;
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She ran the scarf through her fingers, smooth skin enjoying the sensation of the smooth fabric beneath them. It should have been restful; it wasn't. &lt;br /&gt;
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She read the letter for a third time, and even now, the words swam upon the pages. &lt;br /&gt;
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''C'ris''. &lt;br /&gt;
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She hadn't expected it. &lt;br /&gt;
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She honestly didn't know what to think. &lt;br /&gt;
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'''C'ris'''. &lt;br /&gt;
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Fuck. &lt;br /&gt;
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She closed her eyes, fingers still stroking the gauzy fabric. &lt;br /&gt;
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It was a nice scarf. The right shade to go with her hair. The kind of thing she ''would'' wear. &lt;br /&gt;
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Why had she said yes to the canine? It was a stupid thing, really. Dogs didn't belong... it was an accident waiting to happen. It was... &lt;br /&gt;
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She didn't ''do'' relationships. She did happy, friendly one-night-stands or casual hookups. She had people she knew and could call on; she had friends. &lt;br /&gt;
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And C'ris... &lt;br /&gt;
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She dropped the scarf, massaging her temples with her fingers, instead. C'ris was so... ''nice''. C'ris was ''C'ris''. &lt;br /&gt;
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And she didn't know. &lt;br /&gt;
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She had no fucking idea.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<author><name>K'del</name></author>	</entry>

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