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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2012 8:12 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2012 8:37 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2012 8:43 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2012 9:07 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2012 9:14 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2012 9:38 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2012 9:45 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2012 10:13 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2012 10:19 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2012 9:02 am
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2012 1:18 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2012 2:59 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2012 3:25 pm
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{It's okay. The broken Grandfather Clock is right two times a day. When that time comes it will chime, waking up a sleeping beauty. You'll know what I mean when things start to make their appearance.}
Justine soon came across two outfits - one you can locate on her character portrait. The other was a light, flowy white dress with plenty of lace. It reminded her of something her mother would wear. In fact, it was almost exactly the same as her favorite old gown, as Justine recalled. Made of silken material with a low-cut neckline. The dress itself was loose enough for comfort, yet tight enough to emphasize the curves of her body. It had no sleeves, showing off the dainty arms of whichever lady would wear such garments. She went on in the dressing room to try on her selections. First was the dress, since it was easier to slip on. "This one is for me. The other is for you. Well, I'll be wearing both, but still." She then admired herself in the mirror. Gazing into her own reflection, she spoke with much amusement, "People always told me that mother and I have the same face, especially her eyes. Too bad I had to have father's hair and attitude."
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2012 3:32 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2012 3:40 pm
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