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Post by Pian Yorutin on Feb 26, 2006 21:39:06 GMT -5
Silently the wind was blowing over the calm fall day. Leaves were new on the ground, colors of orange, red, and yellow littered the ground. The lake was shifting it seemed in the wind.
She would be standing at the edge of the lake. The bottom of her lavander robes would waver in the wind, the top would be held firm by a black belt around her waist. Her hands would be calmly at her sides, and her face was hidden from view by a wide brimmed hat, like that of a witch's, pointed, though the tip was flopped over from age. Long, raven colored hair would flow freely in the wind behind her. Had the wind not been carring it, one could tell it reached her mid-back. She would be staring across the lake, seeming to be thinking.
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Post by Zyra Blackheart on Feb 26, 2006 21:46:27 GMT -5
A boy walked along the lakeshore, his footsteps fading almost as soon as they had appeared. His hair was the color of straw and his eyes, if anyone looked closely enough, were intense gray, with a shadowing of miraculous blue. He walked until he was about a foot from her, then looked up, his eyes seeming slightly foggy. They cleared, and he spoke.* May I help you?
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Post by Pian Yorutin on Feb 26, 2006 21:50:02 GMT -5
She would turn her head as though to reguard the boy, then it would return to staring over the lake. She would then speak, her voice seeming slightly... raspy? "... No... Just wandering..."
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Post by Zyra Blackheart on Feb 26, 2006 21:51:31 GMT -5
This is not the place for someone like you to wander. *he said slowly, sitting on the ground*
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Post by Pian Yorutin on Feb 26, 2006 21:53:21 GMT -5
Someone like me...? She would laugh slightly, like a slight chuckle. "How so...?"
((OOC : OH! OH! OH! By the way, in my last post when it said "raspy?", it kinda meant that your character wouldn't truely know how to describe it, cause it isn't excatly purly raspy!))
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Post by Zyra Blackheart on Feb 26, 2006 21:56:07 GMT -5
In the sense that you are a schoolgirl. *he said, his eyes flickering, for a moment, to violet.* ((LoL, I know.))
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Post by Pian Yorutin on Feb 26, 2006 22:00:59 GMT -5
((Okies! Just making sure!!))
"... Not a helpless one..." She would turn to him, as though she would be pondering something. "... Who are you?"
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Post by Zyra Blackheart on Feb 26, 2006 22:02:33 GMT -5
My name is...Tony. [Ungrateful selfish brat.] Yes, Mother. I am. Your point? [We should disown you...dishonor on the family name...]
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Post by Pian Yorutin on Feb 26, 2006 22:04:13 GMT -5
"... Tony?" Hmm... interresting... Should I bother asking why his mother is talking to him telepathicly...? She would simply shrug slightly, her head turning to look at the lake, and she then would cring, taking a step away from it.
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Post by Zyra Blackheart on Feb 26, 2006 22:05:21 GMT -5
What? [She hears me.] That's lovely. ((gtg))
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Post by Pian Yorutin on Feb 26, 2006 22:09:52 GMT -5
((Oh darn. Bye!!))
She would smile to herself slightly. "... I ask again... who are you?"
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Post by Zyra Blackheart on Feb 27, 2006 20:09:25 GMT -5
Tony. Yes, Tony. It is my name. [HIS NAME IS AEGRESCO!! DO NOT FALL FOR HIS HURTFUL LIES!!] Shut up, mother...
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Post by Pian Yorutin on Feb 28, 2006 22:19:39 GMT -5
She shrugged. "... I personally would like the name Tony out of the two, but whatever." She shook her head, holding onto her hat as she did then stretched. "This place is weird..."
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Post by Zyra Blackheart on Mar 1, 2006 18:22:53 GMT -5
... *he looks at her questioningly* What's with the hat?
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Post by Pian Yorutin on Mar 2, 2006 22:03:44 GMT -5
She winced slightly. "I.. It's...." Shoot... "It's none of your concern." She snapped.
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