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Post by .{.Zeecarian.}. on Aug 24, 2007 19:53:46 GMT -5
Her face hung down , ski jump nose almost tickled by her multi colored bangs that made sure her eyes were never seen by anyone but her. Yet she could see everything and everyone.She was uqeit , never speaking unless spoken to. She was in the corner , leaning agianst the wall , face down as always , her defined jaw bone being touched by some strands of hair.Oh yes , her hair.It was wild to say the least.A light blue color of it was pulled up into a band on the side , only the bluish part though.The pink , and green , and orange , and purple , and yellow , parts of her hair was down. Yes , indeed a strange sight this girl was. She was wearing a pair of faded jeans and a white spaghetti strap.Another girl with blonde hair and a mini skirt stopped infront of her. Freak.She spat and walked off. She kept her head down , not moving then when the girl had walked a little wyas away she moved forward with suprising speed , and took the girls hands , lacing them with her fingers , and pinned her to the wall by them. What did you call me.She whispered , seeming ice was coating her words.Her head was always tilted down , her eyes never shown.The girl she had pinned against the wall's eyes were wide.She didnt answer her. She sighed and released the grip on the girl and let her go , reutrning to the book selves , finding a book , asnd sitting down with it.
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Post by /\/\ªJ!© on Aug 24, 2007 20:03:04 GMT -5
Keita watch the sence from a distance. She was trapped inside of herself, enclosed in a space that no one could touch. She was only 16 but the world had already showed her its cruel side. She moved closer to the book selves and grabed a book she was looking at before making her way to the table where the "freak" girl sat. She dropped her thick book. BANG. the noise echoed through the liabary. Keita was one who like to see what made people tick, no smile danced on her face like it use to, no joy shined in her eyes any more.
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Post by .{.Zeecarian.}. on Aug 24, 2007 20:06:47 GMT -5
Zierra merely glanced over as the book slammed. She didnt seemt o care that the girl now sat enxt to her , her bangs hanging over her eyes as she read her book , whcih was about serial killers. She flipped through the pages and put the book away. Subtle Zierra , really subtle.A serial killer reading abotu serial killers.How much mroe obvious can you get?!She thought and pciked up another book.She was more intellegent than most relized.
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Post by /\/\ªJ!© on Aug 24, 2007 20:11:42 GMT -5
Keita looked at her book, she had greateyes reading the title. "Insterating(sp) choice" she said without looking up from her book about history. She knew this liabary better then some of the people who worked here. She had read that book once, it was ok if you were in to that sort of things. She had read all the books in theis section during the last 3 years she had been coming here. Every few days to a week Keita was on a knew book.
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Post by .{.Zeecarian.}. on Aug 24, 2007 20:14:35 GMT -5
Zierra didnt speak usually unless she was asked something so of course she said nothing , her bright , wildly colored hair eye catdhing. She herself had seen alot of rough times... As a child she had been servely abused , physically and sexually.
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Post by /\/\ªJ!© on Aug 24, 2007 20:19:04 GMT -5
"If you are looking for others on that topic it is down on the third shelve over there" Keita said to the girl. She worked her now sometimes on her good days, and had once read all the books on murder when the world first turned her back on her.
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Post by .{.Zeecarian.}. on Aug 24, 2007 20:22:09 GMT -5
She nodded as a reply , and sat down , some bruises on her arms seen as she did this. She had one on her wrist in the shape of a hand.
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Post by /\/\ªJ!© on Aug 27, 2007 16:17:43 GMT -5
Keita looked at the bruises and wander if she should say something about them. "IS everything ok?" she asked before she could stop herself. Keita had no self control when it came to anything.
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Post by .{.Zeecarian.}. on Aug 27, 2007 16:20:47 GMT -5
She looked up, The bruies were turning yellowish , as they were fading. Zierra nodded. Yes. She spoke ,her voice low and hoarse , deep but was deffinetly feminine.
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Post by /\/\ªJ!© on Sept 8, 2007 20:31:09 GMT -5
Keita narrowed her eyes at Zierra but said no more. She didn't like the one looked like a hand but didn't know what to say. She flipped some more pages in her book too deep in thought about other things to read it
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Post by .{.Zeecarian.}. on Sept 8, 2007 23:16:04 GMT -5
She shrunk back a small bit, and wrote in a journal , her Die-ary...
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