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Post by seishounohana on Aug 2, 2007 21:27:31 GMT -8
(PM me if you want to join in. >.> <,< rawr... XD)
Emily sat alone along the shores of the beach, watching the sunset. It was rare times like these when she would wish that she be a little more normal - but her fears always held her back from getting close to anyone, even her Brother - Rem, who had just found her after months of searching.
Emily sighed as the tides rose higher and doused her pants. She didn't mind, after all she had spare clothing on her bagpack - it was on a safe... spot. No one would even dare steal her things anyway, and not like she had a third eye or something. Emily's ears were just ... overly sensitive to noise.
Something she got for staying on quiet environments for long periods of time. It was helpful, really.
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Post by Keith on Aug 3, 2007 13:37:13 GMT -8
Keith was finally reunited with his black and shiny 1969 GTO Judge. He enjoyed driving the thing left and right. The college freshman enjoyed crusing the streets on that thing. In a sense, it meant freedom. It felt appropriate since Keith had graduated from the halls of 259, just in time too.
It was sunset. Keith had his car parked on the side of the road where he would watch the sunset. He had on his black shades to shield his eyes from the sun's bright light. For the moment, Keith laid back on the hood of the car and rested his back onto the windshield of his prized GTO.
In a sense, it was freedom. Keith was going to savour every bit of it.
With a bottle of soda in his hand, Keith took gradual sips as he continued to watch the sun set. It was fitting. When the sun sets, it is Nocturne.
"The sun's setting..."
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Post by seishounohana on Aug 3, 2007 21:32:26 GMT -8
Emily let herself lie down on the sandy beach, closing her eyes and not minding the waters reaching up to her back. "Serenity." she said as she began to feel the water slowly pull her closer to the sea by force. Though, she was heavy enough to stay right there, she was still moving pretty slowly.
Passers by would think she was dead, or a person washed out from the sea. 'I wonder if I'm a normal person...'
'You would be if you didn't have me!'
'Lucky me.'
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