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Post by Noble on Feb 1, 2011 21:06:13 GMT -5
Greg sighed in relief as he flopped down on a hammock. It was evening and the little kids had finally all been picked up by their older siblings, the slightly older kids wandering off home. Most of the kids listened to Greg when he told them to do something... but he could never be sure. He was exhausted, no more than usual at this time of day, getting up early to take care of the kids without a break until sunset. Not that he minded, he thought, running his hand through his spiked black hair, it just got tiring. He breathed a deep breath, letting the smells of the forest fill his nostrils. It felt good to relax, just this once. He usually went straight home after work to shower, goodness knew what was stuck to his clothes and skin today. It was expected of a child-carer, but not expected of a young man such as himself.
Usually only older ones or cripples did this job, but he had decided that it was his destiny, and it turned out he was a hit with the kids. His hammock swayed in the breeze as he watched the sky change colors through the leaves. It sure was pretty this time of day.
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Post by Saraphina Rituila on Feb 3, 2011 21:19:38 GMT -5
Saraphina dragged her tan boots against the platform, her eyes scanning the Hangout for anybody else. She had just come from a long day in the Infirmary, and decided that it was finally time for a nice relaxing break. Finding most of the hangout empty except for a few other people and a boy with black spikey hair laying on a hammock, she decided that she could rest here for the time being. Holding in a small breath as she passed the boy, she sat on a nearby hammock and looked up at the sky before releasing that breath. Why had she held it? Only because the guy who was near her was well a man who she didn't know. Laying back in the comfortable hammock, but not laying down since she was in a sitting position, Saraphina looked up at the sky above her. The view had always amazed her, and the hammock she was in had the best view of the sky since most had trees covering the vass blue area. Her hands had gone behind her head by now, one tangled in her bright red hair that was absolutely natural." I wonder how Dimitrius is doing with the twins..." She mused softly and quite tiredly from her what seemed like a never ending day. Times like this where she could spend some alone time( mostly alone) In the hangout and think to herself were the best. But also sometimes the worst.
Letting her mind drift freely as she closed her golden or was it green(?) eyes shut." Those two will kill him one day, I swear. Oh well." Giving a small laugh at herself for talking to nobody, she opened her eyes once more and found herself smoothing out her orange dress that had been wrinkled and irking her. Tugging the material of the garment straight, she ran a hand lazily through her short hair. Saraphina could never stay quite still, and it was obvious. But hey, she'll probably get over it someday.
Word Count: 348
Muse: AWESOME~
Outfit: Look at her App picture.
Note: I'mma join your thread Noble =P.
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Post by Noble on Feb 4, 2011 1:16:12 GMT -5
Greg opened an eye as he heard another being walk by and sit in a hammok nearby. A cute girl, well young woman, from the looks of her about his own age. He could hear her relax into the hammok, his ears straining to listen to her talk to herself. Twins? The way she talked about them she must be young, who was Dimitrius? Apparently someone probably overwhelmed by young ones. He lifted himself up onto his elbows and watched her smiling.
I'm sorry for evesdropping, never was able to drop the habit, nasty as it is. Twins did you say? Having trouble with siblings? She could have kids, she was old nough if she had done something wild younger, but with women it was always good to ask the question in thr right words. If it wasn't siblings she would correct him, no harm no foul, otherwise he would be in the clear. Either way, Greg knew alot about kids, and maybe even had cared for these 'twins' once before. He seemed to be known by almost every young one in the area who needed a child watcher, word traveled fast among the children.
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Post by Saraphina Rituila on Feb 4, 2011 15:35:10 GMT -5
Pulling on her black fingerless gloves that covered most of her fingers actually, just not the top, Saraphina was surprised to hear the voice of someone new to her. Quickly making sure her gloves were properly on while she listened to his question, she looked over at him, taking in his appearance once more. Black spikey hair that seemed to defy gravity in some places, along with warm brown eyes that had that mishievous spark coming from them. Perfect, just what she needed. She opened her mouth slightly to speak, but began to be overwhelmed by her nervousness around this new person. Averting her eye sight away from him, she looked at the floor of the platform before answering quite timidly." A-Ah......Yes I have twin sisters....Heap loads of trouble." She spoke softly, not sure if this young man could hear her, yet a small smile graced her face out of politeness.
Sarphina couldn't control the fact that she got nervous around people she didn't know. How could she possibly trust them? She didn't know who they were or how they acted. She shifted her gaze to look at him once more, nervousness welling up even more inside, and it was aching for her to look the other way." Known as the Rituila duo around here, I'd be surprised if you haven't heard of them." Gaining up the courage to speak to him, that's exactly what she did. It was pretty surprising that she managed to get out such a long sentence to a stranger. Usually it'd only be at the most five words. On another note, he probably wouldn't make the connected that she was related to the twins on his own. The twins looked totally different from her in every way, all except for facial features. They had dark purple-ish hair, but while Kissandra had eyes of nearly the same shade but only lighter along with long hair, (A lot of people, although the twins have a different eye color, forget what eye color belongs to what twin and still mistake them for eachother.) Destree had blue with short hair. How had that turned out with their eyes? Nobody knows because neither of her parents had purple eyes. Most likely some gene thing that came from her grandparents.
Word Count: 391
Muse: Fantastic <3
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thalia
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Post by thalia on Feb 4, 2011 22:54:59 GMT -5
THalia had been napping. Peacefully dreaming in the warm breeze. Her dark hair blew slightly in the soft breeze. She had came here after a long day hunting and ending up crashing in a hammock not far from the talking people. Her red eyes fluttered open. She sat up and yawned. Her dark clothes had became slightly wrinkled while she slept.
She stood up and surveyed the balcony for life. Just a few chatting people. Two caught her eye, a spikey haired boy and a girl with gold-green eyes. she strolled over and smiled.
"Hello." she almost purred. It was the kind of day that made the fire user happy, warth, breezes and such. It was nearly impossable for any one not to feel happy on this type of day after a long and hard winter. The breezes ruffled her hair again and made her cross her arms to keep a bit warmer. She wasn't freezing, she just prefurred it as warm as it would get.
Her feet rocked back and forth waiting for a responce to her greeting. She was not the most patient person out there, and though it had only been seconds she was growing restless.
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Post by Noble on Feb 5, 2011 0:59:31 GMT -5
Greg nodded and smiled warmly as the girl talked about her sisters, recognising her shy-ness, hoping he hadn't scared her. Oh I know them, they aren't under my care often but I do know them. I'm Greg, a child watcher, so word travels fast about the more mischevious of the young ones. Who are you? He moved himself expertly around so he was laying on hos stomach so he could see the other girl better, the hammok only rocking slightly when the second girl appeared.
Greg stretched and smiled Hello to you too. She corssed her arms as the wind blew softly through the balcony and Greg smirked. Such a warm day and yet the breeze was still tinted with cold. It was good to have sun, it was true, and really Greg was glad for it. Being a fire user himself, Greg disliked teh cold, and often created a blanket of warm air around himself when he wasn't busy with the children, especially in winter. A warm day like this, and who needed that heat? It was good to rest his mind.
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Post by Saraphina Rituila on Feb 5, 2011 14:03:12 GMT -5
" Ah...Pleasure to meet you Greg. I guess word really does travel fast." Saraphina spoke softly, getting more courage to speak to him, but there was still that pull from her nervousness that told her to lay back on the hammock again instead of sitting up and talking to him. But of course she couldn't do that, she needed more friends and this would be perfect right? So she tried her best to ignore the feeling, trying to make it go away. " I'm Saraphina, and the Official Healor of the Protectors." She told him, her nervousness drifting farther away upon seeing his smile. He was friendly, and Saraphina felt like so far she could trust him. But she had heard the footsteps of another person and her nervousness sky rocketed from the current low. It was getting to her so she shifted her gaze away from his warm smile to the floor as a light pink blush of embarressment spread on her cheeks. Her body tensed before going rigid when she heard the person stop nearby them and speak aloud.
" H-Hello..." Saraphina spoke softly, her eyes quickly darting towards the girl who she did not know before returning to the floor of the platform. Another Stranger? Now this was ridiculous. She felt nervous with just one person around her she didn't know, but now there were two! Saraphina felt herself withdrawing from speaking, and she layed back in the hammock slightly, wanting to get smaller so nobody could see her.
Word Count: 256
Muse: Kinda blehh >3< Don't feel real good
Note: Sorry this ones short!
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thalia
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Post by thalia on Feb 5, 2011 19:22:19 GMT -5
She smiled cheerfully at the boy, even though he smirked at her instinctive cross of arms. "Thalia Fleet, hunter, council member. Who might you be?" she asked warmly. She frowned at the seemingly exceedingly shy girl who apparently refused to meet her eyes. She had red hair and gold-green eyes. "Oh, I don't bite! That much." she said good natured. Maybe Thalia hated talking, but on a nice day like this she couldn't help it. She would just have to guard her tongue carefully, with-out seeming like she was.
Of course if these people found out of her reason to guard her tongue, the reason that sometimes made her have trouble sleeping. In fact it was the very reason she didn't have a brother anymore, if she could see the big picture. Yes, if these people knew she worked for the "evil" they wouldn't say two words to her, they would drown her, since fire wouldn't burn her into a crisp. Yes, that is what would happen, or as far as she was concerned it would.
Her thoughts had ebbed her smile into a small frown, but she quickly lightened up again, it was too good a day for
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Post by Noble on Feb 6, 2011 1:50:11 GMT -5
(muse died for greg atm dun know why, sry)
Greg frowned slightly as the first girl, she had called herself Saraphina right? seemed to withdraw. Deffinatly shy, and this new girl wasn't helping. However that was no reason to be rude to her, he decided so he placed his smile back on and turned to the new girl as she spoke her name as well. Good to meet you Thalia, not often you see a council member around here. I'm Greg and this is Saraphina. Its about time I was conversing with someone who doesnt bite, the seven year olds seem to be getting into that phase.. Greg chuckled and thought about a girl he knew would one day become a hunter, she had that look in her eyes. She was going through a biting phase and if you didn't like what she was doing and reached out to stop her she would bite you. He rubbed his uper arm where his skin was slightly discolored due to a fading bruise from the roudy girl.
Greg looked to Saraphina and watched her lay down, recognising the girl's physical withdrawl, he shook his head. He knew that he couldn't force her out, but he wanted to get to know her more, she seemed nice. Shifting his bodyweight so he could sit up, he watched Thalia. She seemed to switch through moods fast from the way her mouth twitched into a frown and then a smile. She gave off a certian aura, but he didn't mind. People would be people, and truly they could be themselves, Greg didn't care.
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