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Post by nightwhisper on May 16, 2015 22:16:03 GMT
Ana smile widened ever so slightly, and she was happy that the girl seemed to a bit more... comfortable. "That's a cool name. Nice to meet you, Emerson."
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leo
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Post by leo on May 16, 2015 22:17:20 GMT
she gave a small shrug, still frowning. "thanks, i guess. you too." she mumbled, tucking a stray hair behind her ear.
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Post by nightwhisper on May 16, 2015 22:19:54 GMT
Ana's smile slowly faded until it was gone. Not because she was no longer happy- she was still perfectly fine- just because it started to feel awkward to keep smiling while Emerson was frowning.
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Post by leo on May 16, 2015 22:24:18 GMT
after a thoroughly awkward silence, the girl grudgingly plopped down and, when she thought no one was looking, pulled out a smooth rock with a painted heart and began to roll it around in her hands.
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Post by horselover on May 16, 2015 22:33:31 GMT
"Hello, Emerson " the brown haired girl said, eyes narrowed.
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Post by leo on May 16, 2015 22:36:32 GMT
she swung her head to look at the girl, her scowl jumping back on her face. "you got a problem with my name?" she sneered, tossing her dirty blonde hair. "you're robin right?" she said after a moment, her own mocha eyes narrowing with distrust.
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Post by horselover on May 16, 2015 22:38:22 GMT
"No, I don't like the way you looked at us without passing judgement first," she snapped. "And yes, I am Robin. I would be a major jerk to make fun of your name when I am named after a bird."
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Post by leo on May 16, 2015 22:42:18 GMT
"it's not my fault everyone in this village is untrustworthy!" she snapped back, jumping to her feet with surprising agility. her grip tightened around the rock she was holding, and her stomach twisted unpleasantly.
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Post by horselover on May 16, 2015 22:44:23 GMT
Robin looked at her, and softened a bit. More rock instead of solid steel. "It's fine, all of us are trustworthy," she soothed, looking at her.
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chandler
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i was the box. the silvers had the key. i was looking for the lock.
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Post by chandler on May 16, 2015 22:49:05 GMT
[loe. i have a plot for you. look at ur mail.]
"hello, emerson. my name is chandler." she said "and i can assure you that im someone you could trust."
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Post by leo on May 16, 2015 22:53:16 GMT
still tense yet no longer angered enough to yell, she gave Robin a cold look, eyeing her through mocha eyes. "i can't know that for sure." she mumbled, plopping back down into cross-legged form, head down, rubbing her rock.
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Post by horselover on May 16, 2015 22:55:02 GMT
Robin rolled her eyes. "Fine. Then either wait here so we can show you or get up and leave." she said, leaning back over her wood and using her old, metal knife to carve it.
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chandler
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i was the box. the silvers had the key. i was looking for the lock.
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Post by chandler on May 16, 2015 22:55:42 GMT
[read my message?pls?]
"well, i can take a gander." she whispered,slipping a note into her hand. chandler was desprate for someone to help her, and this girl looked tough. the note was an invitation.now. behind the apple vender. no one would know the wiser.
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leo
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Post by leo on May 16, 2015 22:57:13 GMT
her heart leapt as suddenly the girl chandler slipped something into her hand. though em didn't let it show, and continued to roll the rock around in her hand, as if nothing had happened. she'd have to read it later, in the privacy of her own home.
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chandler
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i was the box. the silvers had the key. i was looking for the lock.
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Post by chandler on May 16, 2015 23:04:47 GMT
chnadler knew this girl was good when she showed no emotion. "good bye girls. nice to meet you."
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