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The figure of a slender female was seen hugging her knees on the ledge of the cliff, her face looking down at the apparent ever falling rock she had just tossed down. Emireth was back. She had ran off in an attempt to help her brother with some issues yet the members of Fallen Chance had found her and dragged her back to Starlight Academy. She hated them for it, and she hated herself for actually missing the place.
It wasn't that she missed the place more than she missed some people. She didn't want to deal with it though. She didn't want to explain why she had left without telling anyone, including her boyfriend, and why she had come back so broken.
She sighed softly her baggy jeans exposing scratched and bruised knees from two slits on the cloth. A spaghetti strap shirt was seen upon her, white in color as a red sweater rested over it even if the weather was obviously warm and the femme was imune to cold weather. She just didn't want the marks of obvious fights to be visible. She found the people in Starlight to be too innocent for that. She sighed softly, looking down and only allowing her the top of her black and white trucker hat to be seen.
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The figure of a slender female was seen hugging her knees on the ledge of the cliff, her face looking down at the apparent ever falling rock she had just tossed down. Emireth was back. She had ran off in an attempt to help her brother with some issues yet the members of Fallen Chance had found her and dragged her back to Starlight Academy. She hated them for it, and she hated herself for actually missing the place.
It wasn't that she missed the place more than she missed some people. She didn't want to deal with it though. She didn't want to explain why she had left without telling anyone, including her boyfriend, and why she had come back so broken.
She sighed softly her baggy jeans exposing scratched and bruised knees from two slits on the cloth. A spaghetti strap shirt was seen upon her, white in color as a red sweater rested over it even if the weather was obviously warm and the femme was imune to cold weather. She just didn't want the marks of obvious fights to be visible. She found the people in Starlight to be too innocent for that. She sighed softly, looking down and only allowing her the top of her black and white trucker hat to be seen.
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