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^ yep ^-^
< loves weird faces 8D
V wuvs my weird face?

idk then 8O

Exactly. That's y i placed 2nd ;D

Angel doesn't understand Shay's earlier comment.

ok then...why dont we get back on topic?

This is teeth =B

^ "it's elementary my dear watson"
< wuvs that quote
V doesn't understand?

DONT CHANGE THE SUBJECT!!! D=<

Catrina's head whipped around to see how Claire would take it.
Claire didn't even turn; she didn't need to. This was what she'd wanted all along. All she ever wanted was a friend who finally understood. 'Why now...after all these years?' she thought, wanting to cry but not being able to. 'Fourteen years I've run for...and now someone finally shows up who cares. Why do I not care anymore?' The thought that she'd changed into a horrible creature struck Claire like lightning coming down from the heavens. 'No...this isn't me. I SHOULD care. I...' She finally turned, eyes slightly teary. '...I can understand.' Even though Claire said nothing, her thoughts seemed to say more. They seemed to say that she always wanted friends. For the first time in her life, the hard shell that Claire constantly wore was cracked, revealing the young girl she still was. And perhaps, revealing a future they could all have.

xD thats too close to chakra lol

vengeance

...

^ absolutely
< loves writing ;D <3
V wuvs my kitty face? =^-^=

i thought the whole culture o.o

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Claire froze, her head turning slightly, while icy eyes glared back at her as if to say "if you say one word wrong, I'll kill you". "You want straight answers?" she asked darkly.
Lonny stared back at her with wide eyes.
Claire turned all the way around, not doing anything with her arms, not even crossing them. The lack of any notion of discomfort seemed to send the atmosphere into one of panic and turmoil. "How about you put yourself in my shoes. Think about this: the police chase you away from every city you move to, just after you finally make friends, and your sister, who is basically your guardian, is flighty like a little bird."
Catrina turned slightly at those words, pretending not to care.
"Then you want to get a normal life, and you can't because you're a wanted assassin. It wasn't like you wanted this life anyway, but you're stuck with it and you can't do anything about it." She turned back around, her red hair flowing gracefully. "There's our story," she finished, taking the main road.
Lonny waited for a minute, just gazing after her with eyes slightly glazed over.

The shop door closed as a tiny bell rang: a sweet sound of freedom to Laurel's ears. 'Back home at last,' she thought, snatching her day's payment from the counter. With a shouted farewell, she turned the sign that hung in the door window to the side that was labeled "closed".
"Thanks for your help today," he colleague whispered, just loud enough for Laurel's sharp ears to catch it.
"You're welcome," she whispered back, knowing that her friend wouldn't hear it. But the simple sound of those words comforted her, perhaps because those were the words she wished her sister would whisper to her.
That would be the day when those words were said in Shana's high-pitched voice.

The ticking wouldn't stop.
Shana slammed her head against the wall, sinking to the floor with her hands flat against the side of her head. 'STOP!' she screamed in her mind, looking helplessly toward the front door. Running wouldn't help, and she knew that, so she simply closed her eyes and tried to forget. She tried to forget everything with one of the songs that always worked:

I saw your face one day,
But I thought you were in my way.
I glanced away and tried to pretend,
That maybe I could actually defend,
Your icy little eyes,
That could never tell a single lie.

i wont...heres my charries

Name: Shana
Age: 15
Gender: F
Personality: strange and mysterious. no one really knows what goes on inside her head, as she is a disguised genius.
Appearance: long, spiky-tipped black hair. blue-green eyes (with an almost white coating to them) with a pale complexion. she is often seen with her thumbnail in her mouth, a nervous tic of hers.
Power: dreams the future (only power for now) and mind-reads (not yet, later). however, she cannot convey much of the information she gathers as she is mentally incompetent.
Background: Her parents died when she was young, her sister has raised her ever since. she loves her sister dearly, and her sister loves her back. In Shana's eyes, her sister is the foundation of her life.

Name: Laurel
Age: 18
Gender: F
Appearance: long, brown hair that is smoothly cut. light brown eyes. tanned skin (because she is constantly working)
Background: has worked ever since she was young, sometimes in horrible conditions, to raise her younger sister. She cares more about her sister than herself.
Personality: Very outgoing but she worries about every little thing. although, talking to her sister always puts a smile on her face.
Power: Can do large equations almost instantaneously. Like a super-genius.

=D

shocker

u just lied...

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Lonny looked back at her with wide eyes. "You're kidding right? Don't tell me you didn't notice all those men that looked like they were out to kill the world back there."
Claire said nothing, as she was still angry at Catrina. She ripped her hand away from Lonny, much to his surprise. "I can take care of myself," she muttered, marching deeper into the trees.
Lonny looked after her for a moment before he turned his attention back to Trista.

=P