VEN is Back
Wicked One
King of the Swingers
if looks could really kill, then my porffesion would be staring, we only do this cuz we care
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Post by VEN is Back on Oct 14, 2007 10:37:53 GMT -5
Terra Ludum sat on the edge of the lake, looking out at the water.
She sat there for awhile, no particular reason for her being there other than the simple desire to do nothing, something she had found to be a very strong impulse ever since school had begun for her.
She was wearing a rather simple outfit a pair of comfortably snug jeans adorning her lower half, while a light blue polo was on her top, covered by a light jacket, of a pale gray color, it was cold as the night was just begining to settle in ,inspiring the brilliant idea for a jacket. She held up a hand a foot away from her face, and watched as the skin turned into a dark color granite, and fell, because of the weight to the ground beside her.
/I should really work out more./ She thought staring at the arm limply pinned to the ground, unable to lift the solid rock hand an forearm that was weighing it down.
She sighed heavily as the stone once again, and returned to her lap. She fell backwards onto her lap laying down and looking at the reddish color sky, the moon just barely visible, and a few stars nearly twinkling into visibilty.
"Need, something, to, do." She said, leaving a gap in between each word.
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J A M
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Post by J A M on Oct 14, 2007 10:56:24 GMT -5
Maybe he'll come back here someday... We never met at the lake, but maybe... if he made it through the war... Just maybe... Chesna's mind had become such a vacant place since she had left Cassis. She still referred the the city by the name it held before the war had changed everything. Denim shorts and a pale green halter top, exposing her legs and midsection, was the attire of the day. Her blond locks brushed carefully against her bare shoulders and she pushed them away from her eyes every now and again. She wore no shoes.
The water was particularly interesting to Chesna: how could the lake, so mangled and ruined, still hold the most beautiful water? The lake had easily become her favorite place in the new city, Dotado. She could sit for hours on end staring back at her reflection in the water.
She cast a glance toward the water, but she didn't have much time to admire it today. She wasn't alone at the lake today. Her company: a rather stony looking girl. Chesna watched her for a moment, and watched as she seemed to drop her own hand. It returned to normal and the girl laid back.
"Something to do? My thoughts exactly," Chesna said quietly, taking a few steps toward the girl and sitting down herself. Her search could be postponed for a bit. This one made her curious.
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