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    <title>Sun been down for days...</title>
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    <content type="html">As it had on Okara the dawn found Katima and Alerron too soon, its warm rays painting shadows onto her rose-hued form as it tangled with Alerron's orange one.&amp;#160; She lingered with him, unwilling to leave.&amp;#160; It wasn't as though she'd never see him again but that, it seemed, was the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well over a full day since she left the high school grounds Katima returned home, surprised at how still everything seemed.</content>
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    <title>Test Scene</title>
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    <content type="html">Indigo.  The color of compassion.  It may have been her charge, but Katima Sers of Korugar wasn't just a wielder of the Indigo Light.  She was a teenager and like most teenagers, she valued two things pretty much above all others in her free time: pizza and hanging out.  So it was with both in mind when she landed feet on Henry's doorstep, a piping hot pepperoni pie from DiAngelo's in one hand, the other banging on the door.&lt;br /&gt;Besides...offering pizza to a Green Lantern was compassionate, right?  &lt;i&gt;Especially a cute one.&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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