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Post by Patchwork on Jul 17, 2008 22:31:54 GMT -6
Siara sighed and sat outside the principals office. She had been sent there for her actions of punching a boy who had hit on her. She groaned and sighed again, her fangs touching her tongue. "Damn." she cursed and waited.
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Post by The Dude on Jul 18, 2008 10:14:33 GMT -6
Marty opened the door and lead her in.
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Post by Patchwork on Jul 18, 2008 10:17:24 GMT -6
Siara walked in and kept her eyes trained to the floor.
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Post by The Dude on Jul 18, 2008 10:19:11 GMT -6
Marty sat in the chair. "Oh for the love of.. Siara look at me its your uncle."
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Post by Patchwork on Jul 18, 2008 10:20:42 GMT -6
Siara didn't look at him. "Yeah, I know," she responded. She did have a very strong shyness, and it didn't help that she hated being confined.
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Post by The Dude on Jul 18, 2008 10:24:41 GMT -6
Marty shoke his head. "Look you hit a kid yadda yadda yadda." Marty jr. walks in. "Just sit down for now boy." "Ok dad." Marty looked at siara. "This is your only warning so don't think i'll go easier on you next time." HE nods to his son who walks over to him. "My boy will lead you out."
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Post by Patchwork on Jul 18, 2008 10:26:21 GMT -6
"Bull shit," she whispered under her breath. She had Roxas's attitude of 'don't-control-me' for sure. She snorted at Marty jr. She had [never gotten along with him.
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Post by The Dude on Jul 18, 2008 10:28:11 GMT -6
MArty scowled at her and held the door open.
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Post by Patchwork on Jul 18, 2008 10:29:29 GMT -6
Siara goes through the door and breaks off into a run when she was far enough away from her uncle. Jeez, I'm not a pup, she thought, growling.
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Post by The Dude on Jul 18, 2008 10:30:57 GMT -6
Jr. fallowed her. "Hey wait a sec."
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Post by Patchwork on Jul 18, 2008 10:32:28 GMT -6
Siara slowed to a stop and looked at Jr. Her eyes easily asked, "yeah?" while her body language gave a new meaning to being defensive. She looked ready to run.
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Post by The Dude on Jul 18, 2008 10:33:28 GMT -6
Jr. stopped and looked at her. I hate that she's my friends sister "I just wanted to talk."
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Post by Patchwork on Jul 18, 2008 10:35:59 GMT -6
Siara looks at him. "Something wrong?" she asked, her stance changing to a calmer one once she realized it was just them. She didn't like being around those she didn't know; at least she did know him, even if she didn't like him too well. What's up with him?
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Post by The Dude on Jul 18, 2008 10:38:40 GMT -6
Jr. blushed abit. "Iii wanted to get to know youa-aabit." He studdered.
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Post by Patchwork on Jul 18, 2008 10:41:38 GMT -6
Siara looked at Jr, a bit curious. She walked up to him and around him, seeming to study him. "Know me a bit more?" she asked. Her tone was back to it's French way, a very light and tender sound, unlike when she had been earlier in the office.
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Post by The Dude on Jul 18, 2008 10:42:32 GMT -6
jr. nodded and watched her. "Please."
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Post by Patchwork on Jul 18, 2008 10:45:43 GMT -6
Siara noticed his blush, a bit curious. "I don't mind... I just hope you don't mind.. uhh... mind heading out into the woods." she said, finding herself stuttering. What in wolf's name... why in blood did I just stutter?
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Post by The Dude on Jul 18, 2008 10:47:15 GMT -6
"I don't mind." he said and rubbed his head.
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Post by Patchwork on Jul 18, 2008 10:51:56 GMT -6
Siara nodded and looked toward the forest. "We don't have to go there if you'd rather not," she said. She was more of a nature girl, and oddly enough never seemed to go against anyone, yet her soul remained so wild and untamed.
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Post by The Dude on Jul 18, 2008 10:52:53 GMT -6
"We can go." He said and smiled.
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