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Boba
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Mar 07, 2014 09:20AM
Open area in front of school with room for many meetings.
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"Why is it the first day we get sour weather?" he asked with a growl at the sky though he was near enough to the girl she could hear him.
"You rather be in a place that would kill you for living?" he asked her since he thought the conversation was worth continuing.
"Well then miss....." he sniffed a bit and smelled earth and fairy he guessed. "Earth fairy?" he asked thinking he was right on that.
"They just did" he said as he heard the faint click as he went up to the gates and pushed them open.
"What is wrong?" he asked as he suddenly smelled the fear pheromone from her. He looked over at her and his eyes lost the rough texture to show he could be nice sometimes.
"I can smell that you are scared or something close, I really won't hurt you Eve" he said with a nice grin.
"No need to scare at the teachers, they are here to help us" he said not sure if she even let anyone touch her.
"Well I don't know what else to speak about soooooooo want some food?" he asked as he was hungry and he felt awkward as well.
"So you have a small appetite?" he asked as he got a close look at her now, he noticed she was a slim girl.
"Just your frame says you take care of yourself" he said, putting his raw thoughts out as always. He flipped some of his silver hair out of his face to look at her with both vibrant silver eyes.
"Nope just me is enough for my father and especially my mom" he said with a chuckle. "You?" he asked out of curiosity.
"Um just you can always find better people to have in your life" he said not sure why he had a moment of staring but he caught himself and returned to his confident nature.
"I really think you are cute though" he said again being blunt as they got to the court.((Move threads?))
Crimson stepped through the gate towards the school, his bag slung over his shoulder as he looked over the school with a smile.
"I've just arrived," he replied, smiling. In truth, he loathed her kindness. Surely it was false. Surely. He didn't trust it.
"I'm Crimson. I'd like to find a place to stay, and a uniform, if there is one," he said, glad to be helped, at least.
Khia came in, birdbrain that she was, still in her pajamas and carrying a coloring book instead of the essay she was supposed to be working on, and settled in a deck chair, writing her essay in red crayon over a picture of a turtledove.
She reached over and pulled a few cashews out of a dish on the reading table by her wood chair. She loved cashews. Couldn't get enough of them.
"Almond?" she asked, looking up vaguely and holding out a cashew to Crimson, blinking slightly. Thus far her essay consisted nothing of the chosen topic, the parentage thingy, more on her favorite birds.
"Do you want a page to color?" she cocked her head and offered a page with a bluebird on it, holding her crayons out.((Figure a way to come in.))


