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Post by Raven on Jul 24, 2012 12:07:39 GMT -5
Allison Emily Jasper What doesn't kill me--makes me stronger.
Talking - Thinking
Shawn commented about the smooth manor of the girl falling from the rafters and Allison fought of a simple chuckle. No point in sounding stuck up or rude around these people. Then by the time she defeated her urge to chuckle, another person managed to do something rather, idiotic, to put it in a nice way. Silently she bit her lip and held in another chuckle. Great more people, she thought while crossing her arms across her chest. Although she was a bit relieve that the psycho with the large, metal, duel bladed swords. The fact was scary but she listened to the girls greeting.
It was rather scary to see someone so tall with so many lethal ways to kill someone. She listened as the girl from the rafters made a comment about falling. Lazily the young brunette rolled her eyes and rested her head against the wall. Then the taller people in the room started bickering. Apparently they had all ready met and on a rather bad note or at least thats how it seemed. With a smooth hand she pushed her side bangs from her face so she could watch with a clear view. After awhile the bickering ended and to be honest Alli just wanted to get up so she could leave. There were to many people in this room at least most of them happened to be girls.
The idea of forming a group was thrown into the room by the tall, red headed girl. The suggestion was a simple one and more likely useful but not one Alli liked. Shawn agreed on the offer and slowly she turned her head wondering if he was joking. From the look on his face, he wasn't. Silently she stopped biting her lip and looked to the girl from the rafters. There were two people in this room who's name she did not know. She waited to see what else the other girl would say. More than likely though, Alli wouldn't join because she was not a people person let alone a person who wanted to have to trust those of a group. ``Word Count: 353 ``Comments: N/A
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Post by Castaway into the Night on Jul 25, 2012 10:35:37 GMT -5
VictoriaAll I ever get is you're doing it wrongShe carefully watched the redhead and the boy, and saw the grin she got back in reply to her wink. The girl took her knotty hair out of it's bun and ran her fingers through it, then put it it another bun. Victoria was very nervous. If a fight broke out, she knew she wouldn't win. Tossing a glance in the smaller girls direction, she studied her, then snapped her gaze back to the redhead when she spoke. Her eyes glittered thoughtfully at the proposal. A group? It'd be safer than just running around alone. Standing up a little straighter, to her full height, she listened to the boy reply. He agreed. Victoria was surprised, he didn't seem the type. But, hey, don't judge a book by its cover. When the small girl looked to her, she guessed it was her turn to reply. Yes or no? The answer was obvious if she wanted to survive.
"Make a gang? Well, it'd make all of us safer. Better to travel in numbers. I say yes, because I'm not going to die anytime soon, and won't try to increase my chances of getting creamed." She smiled, an actual smile not a pinched one. "By the way, if we're going to make a gang, we should know each others names. I'm Victoria, Victoria Tersi." Tilting her hand to the side and rocking back and forth, heel-toe, heel-toe, she shot her eyes around the others in the room. What were their names? Victoria looked at the small girl, and then at the boy and the redhead. Her silver-and-blue eyes were curious. Music Muse: Kings and Queens by 30 seconds to Mars Notes: N/A
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Post by Storm on Jul 25, 2012 11:18:26 GMT -5
Shawn Tristons I'm a lost cause, not a hero but I'll make it on my own.
Speaking Thinking
Shawn looked at Allison, and blinked for a moment. She didn't want to answer, and he had a feeling it was no. He looked at the other girl, Victoria and blinked. He nodded and looked at his hoodie. He stuffed his hands in his pockets, but first he moved his sweat shirt a bit because it was itchy against his skin. He had given his shirt to the girl he met on the plane, Raven. He remembered he had to get back to her since they where traveling together. He though nervously for a moment. He sliped his hand out of his hoodie pocket, and slipped it in his back pocket. In his back pocket he had a dog whistle, and a switch blade. He most definatley would NOT do anything to hurt these people, he just liked putting his hands in his back pockets. He clutched the dog whistle in his hands, he used it to call the dog that had been following him for all these weeks during the apocalypse.
Shawn blinked at them, and when she said her name he blinked. "Lovely name" he said. Thats what he said to everyone when they told him they're name. He sighed, and blinked. "Shawn...Shawn Tristons..." he said, flicking his hair over his eye. His eyes caught a ray of sunlight, making them light up to a deep amber color. "What about you?" he said nodding to the red-head. He would probably find nick names for all of them, but thats for when they got to know each other more.
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Post by Raven on Jul 28, 2012 21:48:39 GMT -5
Allison Emily Jasper What doesn't kill me--makes me stronger.
Talking - Thinking
Great they all agreed to forming a group, Allison thought with great disappointment. It felt like she had to say yes or that she would get in jumped by the group. Uneasily she popped the joints in her fingers and looked at her black chucks. She listened in silence as the girl from the rafters introduced herself, Victoria. That would certainly be an easy name to remember since she had known a Victoria back when she was in high school. Then Shawn introduced himself again. His name was also one she heard a lot but certainly it was spelled different than most of the boys she knew.
Sluggishly she tucked her hands in her pockets and looked at the red headed girl. She looked familiar but Alli couldn't place a name to the face. Why must I be so terrible with names? The question seemed to sting at the brunettes mind like an angry set of wasp on a hot summer day. Although she knew why, it was because she didn't talk to someone enough and really didn't even care to remember peoples names unless she had to interact with them on a daily basis. Even then however, Alli would pick favorites and remember their name quicker than others.
"Allison Jasper at your service." She said shortly after a deep breath, "Nice to meet you Victoria." Then the young seventeen year old focused her brown eyes on the red headed teen. Still, Alli's mind searched for a name to match with the teens features. Still nothing managed to float through her mind and maybe they had never met before.
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