Post by Mousiemus Prime on Sept 24, 2007 15:32:48 GMT -5
The sound of the brick wall used in an obsticle course was heard crumbling just outside of the gym. A small girl stood, her fist out before her where it had met the wall. A look of pure innocents sat upon her face as her white hair was pulled back in a ponytail. She wore her usual attire if a dark gray dress. A teacher stood in utter disbelief, looking between her and the pile of rubble as the dust slowly began to settle.
The small figure dropped her fist, unclenching it, and merely stepped over the pile of broken brick. With a look of satisfaction on her adorable, and well manufactured face, she turned to the teacher and smiled. " Mira over wall!"
" You...You destroyed the wall! Who are you?!!" The teacher shouted, pointing a fingure at Mira. Mira looked to her and tilted her head to the side.
" Serial Project 7....I mean...Mira." The small voice said, trying to break that horrible habbit of answering with her project number. The teacher blinked and tried to regain control of his thoughts. " Did Mira do something bad? Mission is accomplished, yes?" The small figure spoke in a rather confused manor.
" You're supposed to climb up and over it using the rope. And why are you not on my roster?"
" Over? Roster? I not student here. I saw kids playng and joined in. I am over wall." Mira explained thoroughly, nodding her head as if she knew exactly what she was doing.
" You're only a kid and you're not in school!! Who are your parents?"
" Mira has no parents, is cyborg. primary care giver is Bane." Explained Mira, her voice still very calm. The small girl could not understand what it matter that she was not a student.
" Come with me. I'm bringing you to the administration building."
" Don't go anywhere with strangers." At this, several children burst into hysterics. Mira, not knowing what to do looked at the wall. " Breaking wall is bad yes? Mira will fix." Nodding slowly, her red eyes focused on the brick rubble. It slowly began to stack itself into it's original form.
" Well, at least you have some form of manors." sighed the teacher, shaking his head as he looked away. Upon turning back to face Mira he found her gone, as of she had never been there. It was something to baffle him. Was he seeing things again? Eh! Being student teacher was never fun.
Mira had wandered off and now found herself inside the Gym. Red eyes fell on everything in a curious fashion as she analyzed it piece by piece. She would climb up the bleachers and sit looking at the students. After a while she could be found in the rafters, having climbed after a fuzzy that was floating in the air. So, there she sat. High above the ground in the rafters, looking at a piece of lint.
" Opps." Mira noticed her position, and hanging by her knees slowly positioned herself away from everyone. Straightening her legs out, the small body plummeted to the ground, back first. Feet from the ground she was stopped by her telekenisis and straightened out. Landing with a soft thud the small girl began her journey up the bleachers once more.
The small figure dropped her fist, unclenching it, and merely stepped over the pile of broken brick. With a look of satisfaction on her adorable, and well manufactured face, she turned to the teacher and smiled. " Mira over wall!"
" You...You destroyed the wall! Who are you?!!" The teacher shouted, pointing a fingure at Mira. Mira looked to her and tilted her head to the side.
" Serial Project 7....I mean...Mira." The small voice said, trying to break that horrible habbit of answering with her project number. The teacher blinked and tried to regain control of his thoughts. " Did Mira do something bad? Mission is accomplished, yes?" The small figure spoke in a rather confused manor.
" You're supposed to climb up and over it using the rope. And why are you not on my roster?"
" Over? Roster? I not student here. I saw kids playng and joined in. I am over wall." Mira explained thoroughly, nodding her head as if she knew exactly what she was doing.
" You're only a kid and you're not in school!! Who are your parents?"
" Mira has no parents, is cyborg. primary care giver is Bane." Explained Mira, her voice still very calm. The small girl could not understand what it matter that she was not a student.
" Come with me. I'm bringing you to the administration building."
" Don't go anywhere with strangers." At this, several children burst into hysterics. Mira, not knowing what to do looked at the wall. " Breaking wall is bad yes? Mira will fix." Nodding slowly, her red eyes focused on the brick rubble. It slowly began to stack itself into it's original form.
" Well, at least you have some form of manors." sighed the teacher, shaking his head as he looked away. Upon turning back to face Mira he found her gone, as of she had never been there. It was something to baffle him. Was he seeing things again? Eh! Being student teacher was never fun.
Mira had wandered off and now found herself inside the Gym. Red eyes fell on everything in a curious fashion as she analyzed it piece by piece. She would climb up the bleachers and sit looking at the students. After a while she could be found in the rafters, having climbed after a fuzzy that was floating in the air. So, there she sat. High above the ground in the rafters, looking at a piece of lint.
" Opps." Mira noticed her position, and hanging by her knees slowly positioned herself away from everyone. Straightening her legs out, the small body plummeted to the ground, back first. Feet from the ground she was stopped by her telekenisis and straightened out. Landing with a soft thud the small girl began her journey up the bleachers once more.
