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- Posted: Tue, 28 Feb 2012 03:03:07 +0000
If you must know..._________________________
- My location::The Lake in City Park
My entourage::Ethan Alexander
My attire::Dirty Coral pink blazer/White lace cami/Brown mid-thigh length skirt/Scuffed Brown calf height kitten heel boots
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Peach proceeded to march off towards the lake, refusing to hinder her progress. She smirked at his snide comment, only turning her head a few degrees to see him out of the corner of her eye. "I'll have you know that I am much more empowered than you think." She pondered his comment a moment. "If anyone did 'try' to abduct me," air-quoting the word 'try' as she spoke, "They would most certainly fail." Her voice exuded even more confidence than her earlier statement did, arrogance flowing from her words like vapors off of cooling lava. While, outwardly, she was confident, she was withering inwardly. All she had was a can of pepper spray and even though she thought she knew how to use it, her physical strength would fail her if the situation came to that. As long as distance was maintained she could outrun any assailant, or so she assumed. Not that she would get herself into that situation in the first place. So, she boosted her inward confidence on the chance that she wouldn't need to rely on her own strength anyway.
Peach paused at his next comment, not that she stopped walking, but she ceased her previous thought to process what he had said. "Are you saying that you don’t even know what you’re doing?" How could that be? He had to know exactly what was happening. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be in such a rush to get there. His comment about her hand, though, brought her back from her revelation. "I will do with my hand as I please." She pouted, although still facing the lake so that he couldn’t see. How dare he try to tell her what to do.
The breeze brought the scent of the cool winter lake to Peach, which solidified her notion as to where he was headed. Even if his next comment was to throw her off his scent she caught onto his little plan. As the lake came into view she could see the situation that she had missed, as it took place, through the trees. Eric was closest, but it looked like he wasn’t alone. He looked inquisitive and not at all distressed like she had expected. Maybe they didn’t really need her. On second though, maybe they do. She could also see her fellow trackers in the background doing god know what. It appeared as if they were dancing in front of some teenager. Why was she here? Peach scowled at the confusing situation before her. Eric talking to the bushes, the other two trackers goofing off, and the star was no where to be seen. The man she’d been following acknowledged nothing of the odd scene unfolding behind Eric. Instead he confronted Eric directly, cutting her down in the process. "How dare you speak of me in that way!" She huffed, exasperated. "I am not just some parcel to be passed around as you please. Nor am I going to stand here and take your slander." Her voice elevated to a point that everyone in the vicinity could hear her.
Immediately after finishing her sentence, Peach reached into her purse, pulled out a can of pepper spray, and turned her body to face the man who she had been following. She then proceeded to point it at him and spray it in his face. She was unsure if it was completely necessary, but his insults were becoming tiresome. After a few of seconds of spraying she stopped, turned on her heels, and ran in Eric's direction. However, the ground got the best of her again and she tripped a few yards away from Eric, landing on her hands and knees. She uttered a couple of curse words at the wound on her hand being re-injured.
Peach paused at his next comment, not that she stopped walking, but she ceased her previous thought to process what he had said. "Are you saying that you don’t even know what you’re doing?" How could that be? He had to know exactly what was happening. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be in such a rush to get there. His comment about her hand, though, brought her back from her revelation. "I will do with my hand as I please." She pouted, although still facing the lake so that he couldn’t see. How dare he try to tell her what to do.
The breeze brought the scent of the cool winter lake to Peach, which solidified her notion as to where he was headed. Even if his next comment was to throw her off his scent she caught onto his little plan. As the lake came into view she could see the situation that she had missed, as it took place, through the trees. Eric was closest, but it looked like he wasn’t alone. He looked inquisitive and not at all distressed like she had expected. Maybe they didn’t really need her. On second though, maybe they do. She could also see her fellow trackers in the background doing god know what. It appeared as if they were dancing in front of some teenager. Why was she here? Peach scowled at the confusing situation before her. Eric talking to the bushes, the other two trackers goofing off, and the star was no where to be seen. The man she’d been following acknowledged nothing of the odd scene unfolding behind Eric. Instead he confronted Eric directly, cutting her down in the process. "How dare you speak of me in that way!" She huffed, exasperated. "I am not just some parcel to be passed around as you please. Nor am I going to stand here and take your slander." Her voice elevated to a point that everyone in the vicinity could hear her.
Immediately after finishing her sentence, Peach reached into her purse, pulled out a can of pepper spray, and turned her body to face the man who she had been following. She then proceeded to point it at him and spray it in his face. She was unsure if it was completely necessary, but his insults were becoming tiresome. After a few of seconds of spraying she stopped, turned on her heels, and ran in Eric's direction. However, the ground got the best of her again and she tripped a few yards away from Eric, landing on her hands and knees. She uttered a couple of curse words at the wound on her hand being re-injured.
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