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kayladie97 Registered: Jun '03	Date Posted: 3/25/04 12:48pm Subject: RE: The Water's Edge (~cowritten with H_H_P~ {~UPDATED March 19~}) - Date Edited: 3/25/04 12:48pm (1 edits total) Edited By: kayladie97
	You know, this is primarily meant to be a happy story. Happy? In what universe? This story has had angst written all over it from the first paragragh!!! Not that I mind that... I loved Qui-Gon seeing the connection that Obi-Wan and Xanatos have formed with one another. Must have been very...weird...for him. One his former Padawan, and the other what a former Padawan could have been. But that's one of the things that I so adore about your writing, Oba, those tiny details that just add so much substance to the tale! And Chewbacca is an ambassador? Interesting. I wonder where a certain brash Corellian is. That kiss! Whoa! Very intense and passionate. I loved it! But they stayed silent and serene within, holding hands, as if the whole galaxy had gone quiet and still just for them. I loved that line! So beautiful. But why do I feel that this is the calm before the storm? I'm so sorry for getting behind on your fic, Sleight of Hand! I heart it to pieces, and I'll catch up soon. That's quite all right...as bad as I am about falling behind on all the wonderful stories on this board, I can hardly complain, can I? -----signature----- My new philosophy of life (borrowed from Elvis Presley) "The sun's down and the moon is pretty. It's time to ramble."
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In_Luv_wit_kenobi Registered: Dec '03	Date Posted: 3/25/04 1:56pm Subject: RE: The Water's Edge (~cowritten with H_H_P~ {~UPDATED March 19~})
	make me wonder eh? how bout you tell me what's really gonna happen.... in a POST!! More soon -----signature----- He attacked everything in life with a mix of extrordinary genius and naive incompetence, and it was often difficult to tell which was which.
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Gabri_Jade Title: Fan Fiction Archive Editor Emeritus Registered: Nov '02	Date Posted: 3/25/04 10:23pm Subject: RE: The Water's Edge (~cowritten with H_H_P~ {~UPDATED March 19~})
	“Eat properly, Xanatos, you sound like a Wookiee,” Qui-Gon said, his words sharp and his tone not at all. LOL! Xanatos rose abruptly. “And you are one to make such a judgment about wisdom, when your own Anakin fell?” He did not shout, but his tone was harsh and unyielding. Obi-Wan flinched, but his hands remained loosely clasped in his lap, merely taking the blow. Oddly, that calming occurred again, and he merely looked up at Xanatos with a resigned expression. “Padawan!” Qui-Gon said sharply, in his surprise and outrage falling back to the name he had so often chastised Xanatos with. Excellent passage. “Wait,” he said. He paused, considering, uncertainty showing on his face, and added, “When Yoda comes back, I’ll speak to him about it. If . . . anyone should know what I know, and suspect . . . Regardless, I suspect he knows as well.” Hmm. What means this exactly, I wonder? She wondered for a moment why society deemed it to be discourteous to look into another's eyes for a long time, when it was as liberating as this. Then she realized this wasn’t something she would want to share with just anyone. Good point. It'll be interesting to see how Anakin and Padmé's relationship develops and what impact it has on the story. -----signature----- Evil Twin of LadyPadme This concept of "wuv" confuses and infuriates us! - Futurama All I can do is be me. Whoever that is. - Bob Dylan Serendipity (Leia-Mara vig) - http://boards.theforce.net/b/b1/30178069 !!11!1eleventy
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RosyRedFinguredDawn Registered: Jan '03	Date Posted: 3/27/04 7:19pm Subject: RE: The Water's Edge (~cowritten with H_H_P~ {~UPDATED March 19~})
	Wow. This is astounding. I love it. I just ache for your Obi-Wan. But i think he can "heal." Your Anakin and Xan are so innocent and good that I enjoy it. I really want to see that meddelling troll. I eagerly await more. ~Rosy -----signature----- Through the New Dawn -Complete- Valin Halcyon into Hal Horn http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=12224235&replies=2 Compost Happens Therefore, Recycle
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obaona Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 3/30/04 8:24am Subject: RE: The Water's Edge (~cowritten with H_H_P~ {~UPDATED March 19~})
	If any of you are wondering why I took so long to reply, I had my replies all set up - and then JC lost them all. So, it's been frustration. Thank you all, and I'll try to get a post up later today. Jenny_the_Jedi_Girl: Thank you! Glad to see you stopping by here, too. kayladie97: By primarily happy, I mean you should be smiling at the end. I love little details. They make the story real to me. And it would be natural for Qui-Gon to wonder, to pause and reflect. He is a Jedi Master, after all. I have no idea where Han is, and no, I don't intend on finding out. I think HHP and I have enough on our hands. Calm before the storm? What would give you that idea? huggies I will catch up. I will. In_Luv_wit_kenobi: I will, soon. Gabri: I love it when you pick out lines you like. Yeah, the Ani/Ami part is really a huge part of the story, which is funny, because it wasn't supposed to be when we started this thing. Thank you. RosyRedFinguredDawn: Thank you. Obi-Wan is healing. Slowly, but definitely surely. The others - they're all so fun to write. I'm surprised by how much fun characters with such light backgrounds (as in not angsty/dark) can be to write and read. Anyway. Thanks! -----signature----- MS Word is designed by sadists with masochists in mind. - teh atty my recent Atton (KOTOR2) fic: http://boards.theforce.net/before_the_saga/b10475/30335989
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KatarnLead Registered: Oct '02	Date Posted: 3/30/04 10:20pm Subject: RE: The Water's Edge (~cowritten with H_H_P~ {~UPDATED March 19~})
	It's later today. Is there a post yet? -----signature----- I am a penguin... Oba won my pants!
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obaona Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 3/31/04 4:39am Subject: RE: The Water's Edge (~cowritten with H_H_P~ {~UPDATED March 19~}) - Date Edited: 3/31/04 4:42am (1 edits total) Edited By: obaona
	I thought you wanted to know when un-posted posts were going to be posted. But postie here anyway. ~~~ “So you slept well?” Xanatos asked Obi-Wan, plopping himself onto the couch. Obi-Wan could tell he was just making polite conversation, but on the other hand, he could sense a genuine desire to know in there, too. He wasn’t quite sure of the cause, but had a feeling it had to do with Xanatos’ continued protectiveness. Obi-Wan let his head rest against the back of the couch. “Despite my drinking, yes. The hangover wasn’t even that bad.” Qui-Gon sighed from his position near the apartment’s comm. unit. “Youth,” he said, looking at the two young men on the couch, relaxed and languid after the full breakfast Xanatos had managed to scrounge up – with the help of Qui-Gon, of course, as Xanatos was hardly known for his cooking. Obi-Wan was amused at Qui-Gon’s comment. Xanatos looked like he was about to reply, probably rather heatedly, when the door alarm rang. They all paused, and simultaneously looked at the door. Obi-Wan was off and onto his feet, moving for Xanatos’ bedroom, before the other two could even suggest it. Xanatos raised an eyebrow, gave a little laugh and a shrug, then went to the answer the door. Ob-Wan caught a glimpse of Qui-Gon leaning back up against the wall as he left. He shut the door of Xanatos’ room, and then pressed himself against it, listening closely. Qui-Gon spoke first, surprisingly. “Hello, Anakin. Would you introduce us to your companion?” Anakin’s voice came across as . . . love-struck, and it soon became apparent to Obi-Wan why. “Hi, Qui-Gon, Xanatos.” A slight pause. “This is Padmé.” Obi-Wan’s eyebrows shot up and he listened more closely. He had been fairly certain the Anakin of this universe did not know Padmé, and he had carried doubts that she even existed here. All uncertainty was cleared away, though, when Padmé spoke, greeting the Jedi courteously. Not only her voice, but the way she used it, was intrinsically Padmé. After the greetings had ended, a short silence fell. Anakin broke it with an abrupt statement. “Um, Xanatos, Qui-Gon?” Another pause, probably full of tension – Obi-Wan had no real way of knowing from here. “I told her – everything. About Obi-Wan. Everything.” “Anakin – what possessed you –“ Xanatos stopped. Obi-Wan heard no one interrupt, so he had probably halted on his own, too exasperated to speak. He could just imagine it. As for his own reaction, he found himself having a little grin. “Anakin,” he sighed very quietly, more amused than anything else. He reached out with the Force, struggling to sense beyond what he was only hearing. The Force was not tense, precisely, but seemed more watchful, if one could describe the Force in such a fashion. It swirled around Anakin and Padmé strongly, linking the two of them in a way even Anakin probably didn’t sense. He felt affection, curiosity, nervousness . . . giddy tension between the two of them. Much as he had sensed from his Anakin, those years ago when he first met Padmé as an adult. He felt he should step out – and there was no reason not to, as Padmé was already aware of him – but he hesitated. Qui-Gon spoke into the bare second of hesitation. “Anakin, why –“ Why tell her? Obi-Wan finished mentally, though Qui-Gon would probably not have phrased it that way. Before Qui-Gon could continue, Obi-Wan opened the door and stepped out, walking into the living room. Everyone glanced at him as he entered, but Obi-Wan focused on Padmé. Her dark hair was bound up in an intricate gold filigree design with loose curls hanging loose, and she wore a smooth, lavender dress that seemed to emphasize her femininity. She managed to look somehow formal, despite that. She smiled at him, with a touch of uncertainty. “Master Kenobi?” Her brown eyes were warm, despite her caution. Obi-Wan bowed. “Forgive me, I don’t know the proper address,” he murmured. She smiled politely. “Senator – but call me Padmé. I don’t think we need to keep with formalities.” Obi-Wan returned the smile and nodded. This Padmé had many similarities to the one of his own universe – though he sensed she was more like the Padmé of two years ago in his universe. At peace with herself, but busy with Senatorial politics. Aside from Mace or Qui-Gon, she appeared to be the most like his universe’s counterparts. In later years, of course, the Padmé of his universe had become tired, in some ways even cynical, though her caring heart was never crushed by the war, as many had happen to them. “Forgive me,” Qui-Gon interrupted, with a trifle of an edge to his voice, “but I still don’t see why the Senator was brought into this – it is an added complication.” He nodded at Padmé. “No offense intended, Senator.” “Has this been anything but complications?” Xanatos said dryly, rubbing his forehead. “It’s been one after another since I brought Obi-Wan here. What’s one more?” Qui-Gon frowned at Xanatos’ flippant attitude, while Anakin relaxed slightly. “I suppose,” Obi-Wan said quietly into the moment of silence, sure without intervention to explode into something definitely not calm, “no one has noticed that everyone I have met so far in this universe I knew in mine?” Dead silence. The Jedi grew slightly withdrawn after a shocked moment, mentally adding this realization to their calculations. Obi-Wan waited for a moment for them to add it all up to that none of this had been any kind of coincidence. Padmé looked bemused by the whole thing. “Padmé,” Obi-Wan said, “may I assume you represent Naboo in the Senate?” He smiled, and stepped closer, taking her hand. “You may,” Padmé replied, with an amused tone. When Obi-Wan moved to lead her away into the kitchen, shooting her a polite, wordless inquiry, she inclined her head regally and nodded, allowing him to lead her off. They proceeded to give pleasant, polite chit-chat as the Jedi stayed left behind in more way than one. Obi-Wan had Padmé go in front of him, and once there was a wall between Padmé and the rest of the Jedi, he heard as he passed through the doorway Xanatos letting loose a vile curse quietly, and starting to laugh. ~~~ Qui-Gon frowned at his former Padawan, not really shocked, but disapproving nonetheless. Xanatos shrugged in reply. Anakin looked anxious, and Qui-Gon refocused his attention on the boy. “It felt right,” Anakin blurted before Qui-Gon could even ask a question. “Oh, it did,” Qui-Gon said, folding his arms, while Xanatos nodded sympathetically. Qui-Gon gave his best disapproving-I-am-er-was-your-master look. Xanatos walked right up to Qui-Gon, placed a hand on his shoulder, looked into his eyes and said earnestly, “Qui-Gon, you haven’t been on this roller-coaster that surrounds all of Obi-Wan acquaintances for long yet . . . and as a veteran, let me say, just go with the flow.” “Xanatos,” Qui-Gon said, shaking his head – but a smile determinedly twitching at the corners of his mouth. “It did feel right,” Anakin interrupted plaintively. Then he cocked his head, raising an eyebrow. “I’m almost a Knight, right? So shouldn’t I be trusting my feelings?” “Not at the expense of common sense, Padawan Skywalker,” Qui-Gon retorted. The boy wasn’t a Knight yet, and if such recklessness would become typical when he was a Knight, that hardly said he was ready. Xanatos held up his hands. “I henceforth declare myself the expert on all of this. Obi-Wan . . . things.” Despite the joking edge to his use of words, his eyes were perfectly serious. Qui-Gon was ready to disagree with this strongly, ready to state his greater experience in life and in the ways of the Jedi, but Xanatos held up a hand. “No, no,” he insisted. The younger Jedi met Qui-Gon’s eyes fiercely, full of confidence, and none of the diffidence of an apprentice present. Qui-Gon knew he had the tendency to revert to dealing with his former Padawans as if they still were Padawans, if there was a situation needing careful control of supervision. Xanatos was quite likely very aware of this as well. “You haven’t been dealing with all of this as long as I have. Part of the whole reason most of this mess existed was because of you, and your . . . possible reactions.” His near-rebuke wasn’t harsh, but delivered almost apologetically. Qui-Gon winced at the reminder of his dubious actions of earlier. Obi-Wan seemed to be fine, yes, but that didn’t mitigate his culpability. “Everything is fine, as far as I’m concerned,” Xanatos emphasized, having won his point. Qui-Gon lowered his head briefly in acknowledgement. But he then gave Xanatos a look that dared him to take advantage of it. Xanatos looked at Anakin. “I still believe you should have mentioned this to us first, however. How long have you known Padmé?” Anakin paused, face going blank in remembrance, then filling with something . . . glowy. “A day,” he finally admitted. “It feels – longer.” Qui-Gon looked at Xanatos, feeling a flicker of alarm. Could Anakin be infatuated with the Senator? She was clearly beautiful and charismatic, and Qui-Gon could sense her good heart. No doubt Anakin could as well. The combination was undoubtedly alluring to the young man. Xanatos returned the look with one of equal wariness. His admission having met silence, Anakin had focused back on the kitchen, and the quiet murmur of voices. “What do you think they’re talking about?” Qui-Gon blinked. “I don’t know.” Laughter from the kitchen interrupted their fresh worry. ~~~ “Xanatos’ pantry is rather bare, I’m afraid,” Obi-Wan said apologetically, waving at Padmé to sit down, “so I can’t offer you anything.” Her eyes flashed with amusement. “Quite at home, are you?” Obi-Wan smiled at the gentle teasing. They shared a moment of quietness, as the level of noise the Jedi were making in the other room increased slightly, before dropping off again. Obi-Wan could just barely hear what was being said – they certainly weren’t being loud – so he knew Padmé likely could not decipher what was being said at all. “So,” he said nonchalantly, “have you kissed him yet?” Padmé choked. For someone not even drinking anything, it was quite an accomplishment. “Excuse me?” she said, flushing deeply. “Ah,” Obi-Wan said wisely. “You have.” Padmé gave him a look of disbelief. “How did you –“ She stopped, closed her eyes briefly, and pressed a hand to her face. “Anakin and I . . . were a couple in your universe?” Obi-Wan nodded. She searched his eyes, all embarrassment gone from her own. Only serious questions remained. “Anakin told me of what happened to his counterpart.” “And what does that mean, is what you’re asking?” “Yes,” Padmé said, softly. “I hate to doubt Anakin, despite the little time I’ve known him, but . . .” Caution, not fear, was what showed in her eyes. Obi-Wan shook his head, after giving a briefly sympathetic look. “It means nothing. The Anakin of my universe is quite different from this one, and so, to a certain degree, was your own counterpart. They – lived in different times.” “And were different people as result?” Padmé shook her head. “But . . .” “The capacity for evil exists in us all. The Xanatos of my universe was a horrible man, a Dark Jedi. He killed thousands – millions – and ruined worlds.” He paused. “But he’s a Jedi here, and even gentle, I would say.” “And you yourself,” Padmé added, more to herself. “It’s all possibilities.” Obi-Wan shrugged, and steepled his hands. “Regardless, the love of your counterpart and my Anakin was strong. It survived things you probably can’t imagine. I believe the same could happen here.” “And you’re saying that our love is a good thing?” she asked steadily, not flinching from the use of the word ‘love’. “Anakin is a Jedi. I – know that. Despite . . .” she trailed off, blushing again. Obi-Wan leaned forward, and willed her to meet his eyes. She finally did, and in them he saw a woman younger in spirit than the one he had known, but no less strong for all of that. “It is a good thing. I know that.” Padmé leaned back slowly, and Obi-Wan matched her movement. She relaxed, becoming more thoughtful and less intense. “So it is meant to be?” Obi-Wan shook his head. “By no means. Where things develop is up to Anakin and you. I know him better than I do you, and I can say he will follow through. What you choose is your decision, not that of fate or destiny.” Padmé laughed shortly, turning away for a moment, a hint of distress in her eyes. “I just met him today. Can you understand? This is so sudden.” She met his gaze once again. “I never expected this.” Obi-Wan spread his hands, and shrugged slightly, letting his eyes lower. “It’s always unexpected,” he replied with a resignedly amused sigh. “And you would know?” Padmé raised an eyebrow, challenging. “Maybe.” A near-smirk. Padmé rolled her eyes, with no real irritation behind the action. Obi-Wan grew more serious, and leaned forward. “All I ask is – don’t hurt him.” A faint frown, a brief surrender to the worry he felt. She nodded slowly. “I won’t,” she promised. “I don’t think I can, not the way you’re thinking,” she said with a wry smile. “Maybe it’s not fate or destiny . . . but I don’t think it has to be. It’s strong enough on its own.” “You’re wise,” Obi-Wan murmured, smiling. “I try,” she said. She reached across the table, and took one of Obi-Wan’s hands, squeezing lightly. “I always thought it would be my father giving this kind of love advice, warning, threat – whatever you want to call it – to my beloved, not a Jedi laying down the law for me concerning the counterpart of his universe’s Padawan. But I’ll do my best to do the right thing, nonetheless.” Obi-Wan laughed. ~~~ As much as Coruscant was a place of frenetic, white-noise life, Dagobah was a place of wild life apportioned in the random yet ordered ways of nature. It was not Yoda’s homeplanet, but centuries past, he and his Master had traveled here. They had meditated together, and ever since, Dagobah had remained a place to rebuild, to rest, for Yoda. The very lack of intelligent life was a relief, at times, especially for one such as Yoda, who could not help but see futures in the faces of the young ones he taught. Here, there was only the jungle, and it went on. But it was time to go. Yoda knew that with all the certainty the Unified Force was capable of giving. It was before Yoda had planned, but he wasn’t entirely surprised by it. He had sensed a shift in the Force, not huge . . . yet somehow elemental. There was no turmoil, but a feeling of change. He wondered, briefly, if Skywalker had anything to do with it. The boy was a focal point, of a kind that Yoda had never seen, even in his long life span. The Sith War had possessed many focal points – a younger, more reckless Yoda among them. But all of that power and responsibility that had been spread across both wise and hapless Jedi, chained by fate, seemed now to be combined into a single being: Anakin. It was a puzzling fact, why it was so. Even the circumstances of Anakin’s birth, his possible destiny of fulfilling the prophecy of the Chosen One, did not fully explain it. For that reason and others Yoda had told no one of much of what he suspected. The next twenty years were of far too much importance for some young Padawan, not knowing any better, to tease young Anakin of something no one understood, and possibly unbalance it all. Yoda sighed deeply, letting the Force flow through him. The simple acceptance of its flow made him stronger. He opened his eyes, and looked from his small mud home to the jungle, teeming with life. Thick moss covered everything, from the trees to the hanging vines, and small creatures chattered from their positions. He relaxed even further, letting the Force imbue him with as much of this planet’s signature as he could, strength against the nearly dizzying, chaotic and crowded life on Coruscant. It was time to go home. -----signature----- MS Word is designed by sadists with masochists in mind. - teh atty my recent Atton (KOTOR2) fic: http://boards.theforce.net/before_the_saga/b10475/30335989
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RosyRedFinguredDawn Registered: Jan '03	Date Posted: 3/31/04 11:45am Subject: RE: The Water's Edge (~cowritten with H_H_P~ {~Updated March 31!~})
	First review:) Well, that went well. I would have expected a more...extreame reaction, but this is a different universe. I think Padme is a tad too composed though. She's just found out enough information to unbalence anyone, and started a forbidden relationship. On the other hand, Obi-Wan is doing better, which is always nice to see. Thanks for the post and good job. ~Rosy -----signature----- Through the New Dawn -Complete- Valin Halcyon into Hal Horn http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=12224235&replies=2 Compost Happens Therefore, Recycle
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Knight_Aragorn Registered: Jun '03	Date Posted: 3/31/04 5:29pm Subject: RE: The Water's Edge (~cowritten with H_H_P~ {~Updated March 31!~})
	I love this story! The characters are fantastic. The banter between Xan, Qui-Gon and Ani is so well done. It's hilarious! And poor Obi-Wan. He's suffered so much. It's good to see him beginning to heal. Can't wait for new posts!!!
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VaderLVR64 Title: Manager Emeritus Registered: Feb '04	Date Posted: 3/31/04 9:06pm Subject: RE: The Water's Edge (~cowritten with H_H_P~ {~Updated March 31!~})
	Wonderful! I got to read the last two posts and I was just blown away. Loved Anakin and Padme's first kiss. It was so sweet and yet so passionate. Great job. -----signature----- R.I.P John, Alex, Jason, and Christian Never forgotten Soldiers' Angels http://soldiersangels.org/ 2114 soldiers waiting for someone to care
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PadawanKitara Registered: Dec '01	Date Posted: 3/31/04 9:37pm Subject: RE: The Water's Edge (~cowritten with H_H_P~ {~Updated March 31!~})
	loved how Xan considers himself to be the expert in all things Obiwan -----signature----- Courtier of the Royal Order of Shambling Dufi We are Dufi...Resistance is Futile! UCLA BRUINS
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In_Luv_wit_kenobi Registered: Dec '03	Date Posted: 3/31/04 11:08pm Subject: RE: The Water's Edge (~cowritten with H_H_P~ {~Updated March 31!~})
	that's cause he hasn't met me yet! -----signature----- He attacked everything in life with a mix of extrordinary genius and naive incompetence, and it was often difficult to tell which was which.
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KatarnLead Registered: Oct '02	Date Posted: 4/1/04 5:37pm Subject: RE: The Water's Edge (~cowritten with H_H_P~ {~Updated March 31!~})
	Oba - I was merely being nice, and asking on behalf of your other readers. Something like that. -----signature----- I am a penguin... Oba won my pants!
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Jenny_The_Jedi_Girl Registered: Jul '01	Date Posted: 4/1/04 9:53pm Subject: RE: The Water's Edge (~cowritten with H_H_P~ {~Updated March 31!~})
	It's almost caught up to where this story was before it stoped last time -----signature----- Lover of: Obiwan, Anakin, Quigon, Xani, Des, Ji, Shai, Adair, Hale, Lorcan, Enovan, Eitan,Tamir, Kyran, Garen, Briggs, Quinlan. Star Wars freak and Lord Of The Rings freak! Master of the evil beanie babies.
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VaderLVR64 Title: Manager Emeritus Registered: Feb '04	Date Posted: 4/2/04 5:47am Subject: RE: The Water's Edge (~cowritten with H_H_P~ {~Updated March 31!~})
	I think this one belongs on page 1, don't you? -----signature----- R.I.P John, Alex, Jason, and Christian Never forgotten Soldiers' Angels http://soldiersangels.org/ 2114 soldiers waiting for someone to care
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