03-07-2008, 02:24 PM
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indent Before the stranger had even reached the bridge, Ahren had heard him. The blonde had been so absorbed in the silence that the slightest sound of feet over frozen grass struck him like a thunderclap. The look he spared the young man was disinterest—though, upon seeing the faint challenge, the superiority complex he still held raised its dirty little head. Ahren’s ego and his pride were unbreakable, and were brought up in subtle, little signals like the one he saw in Jajuka.
indent “Do you want something?” He asked coolly, though there was an undertone in his voice. A response to the challenge, a I see your bet and raise you deal. Lifting the cigarette back to his mouth, the blonde kept his eyes on the younger man. This could prove to be interesting.
indent “Do you want something?” He asked coolly, though there was an undertone in his voice. A response to the challenge, a I see your bet and raise you deal. Lifting the cigarette back to his mouth, the blonde kept his eyes on the younger man. This could prove to be interesting.