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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Shalimar" data-source="post: 770911" data-attributes="member: 9600">Crown Plaza Hotel, Montague Family SuiteWednesday 11th December, 2002Sabrina is oblivious to the threats and nicities passing over her small blond head.  She just wanted to get down to the receiving room to see miss cate.  her slippered feet almost failed to touch the ground as she skipped happily across the floor to the stairs, still dragging Vychtorya in her wake.  She carefully takes each step one at a time remembering the last time she had run down the steps and hurt her head, pain is a much better deterrent then a timeout.Once she was at the first floor of the opulant suite she broke into her skipping gait again, wanting to be with her friend as soon as she possibly could.  Once she was a few feet from the door she let go of the older woman's hand, and ran the last few steps before throwing open the door.  She hadn't gotten to see anyone new over the last week or so being effectively jailed in the penthouse out of her uncles fear of her actions.  She found her isolation hard to accept, especially to her childesh way of thinking.She threw herself about the singer's slight frame in a hug.  "Miss Cate, miss Cate, your here, your here."  She smiles up at the asian woman her cheeks dimpling.</blockquote>