Under a tree

Guest · Oct 16, 2006

Sat on the lawn under a tree was where he was a sigh escaped from parched lips as his mind wandered back over the past few day. How did it all go so wrong and so right he had found his goal the fabled starlight academy but his only friend was dead.

Red eyes regarded the students on the lawn his current fate being decided by the tutors in doors. He was wearing a black t-shirt and pants being that his own blood stained cloths had been taken from him to be repaired.

Should he stay? his original reason to come here had been Shalo his light had guided them both, but now he had nothing. what should he do? once again he sighed and lay back against a tree that was behind him looking up into the skies.

Danica Martinez · Oct 16, 2006

Danica rubbed her hands together as she walked along the path around the Academy, greatful for the jacket she wore. It was getting pretty chilly, one of the things Danica hated about Fall. It was her favorite season, but she hated the weather.

It was beautiful outside, and Fall clothes were awesome, but it always seemed as if it was about to snow.

She wiggled her almost-frozen toes around in her suede boots. Gray corduroys were tucked into them and she had on a dark purple sweater underneath the jacket. Her blonde hair had a few orange streaks and was tucked into a messy ponytail.

Danica had been outside walking for awhile, just smelling the leaves. She'd practiced a few tricks with her powers, although it was hard to set fire to anything because they were wet from the rain.

As she made her way back to the front of the school, she noticed a strange looking guy sitting in the grass under a tree.

"Hey!" she called, walking over. She stopped short, though, noticing his red eyes. Should she turn and run? Too late. She didn't want to seem rude, and she'd already said hi.

She kept walking. "What's up? I'm Danica."

Guest · Oct 17, 2006

Hey!" a female voice called Serapth looked up white hair falling from behind his ears slightly he pushed one side of it back behind. The feeling was strange he had been wearing gloves for so long the touch on his own skin was a weird sensation a slight smile spread across his face at the thought but was instantly banished.

Red eyes looked over the approaching girl he noticed the shining of metal different piercing covering her body and a eyebrow raised slightly. He shook his head slightly as he noticed the look on her face as she had seen his eyes, he smirked slightly everyone was the same. Even those that were different themselves repulsed those that were truly different he had seen that look so many times.

Although this one didn't run she carried on walking towards him evidently not wishing to be rude part of him wished she had like everyone else but also part of him wanted comfort, so very confusing. "What's up? I'm Danica," he accent was foreign to him and he smiled thinking his would be to her a English man he was forever cursed by a posh accent in these foreign lands.

"contemplating why life tends to kick the mountain from under you just as you reached the top!" he said almost cryptically. Then deciding to be nice to the girl that had approached him of her own free will he held out a hand "Serapth," he said naming himself.

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