The Taiga of Kai
Tigris
After her excursion to the bathroom lead to a meeting with a relatively tall student of red hair;Tigris made her way back to her room and found it quickly, having taken the precaution of adding a light flare to the door that stood out, A poster of her favorite book that her father could not finish before she left for school She lightly hopped that no one would mind if she had it right there for the time being. At least until she memorized the rooms complete location by heart.
With a quick turn of the key and lock of the door, The Taiga was once more in her room.
With a heavy sigh and deep breath,she steeped into her room, lightly wondering why she passed out like that.
Then again, it probably was just from lack of sleep. It had been about four days since she did get any sleep. Maybe that knock out she felt when she entered her room was just her body's way of saying time to sleep.
It matters not... She thought as her long legs moved her over to her bag on the floor. With one hand and arm she scooped the bag up with ease, sliding it over her shoulder once more before moving to her desk.
Put not off today that can be done tomorrow or the day after...
A soft smile on her face. Her father did have a rather interesting way with words and it rubbed off on herself a bit. Not that she minded.
As far as she cared, it was merely a piece of her father that will remain with her until the day she passes.
With the soft smile still fresh, Tigris slid the bag by the desk as she took a seat in the desk chair. With one hand, she raised the height of the chair to max so she could sit comfortably.
A little low, but no matter. A simple task to fix with my father's... She paused her thoughts and actions.
Was my goal not to need his help? She thought silently with her head low. He had helped her too often, forcing her to depend on him for all.
Her mind started to swirl with the ideas and memories about her father, bring her heart into conflict with what her goal there was.
'To learn to read and become her own woman.'
Those were her main goals.
Escape the hand of my father...
She looked to her floor and saw the book.
Mayhaps I should hide the tale of mother and children. She continued, standing up. With few steps, the amazon like girl was at the book and kneeling to it. She picked it up carefully before giving off a soft sigh once more. She moved to the desk and placed the book its back.
Soon after she was going through her bag and organizing everything.
Letters to the teachers in a box, a letter addressed to someone on her book. Her pencils and writing gear in another box. Her tape recorder full personal notes placed next to the pencil box.
A few notebooks with notes written by her father for things she does not know but might be needed later by another, placed with her book.
After a few more minutes of constant working and organizing, she had the school pat done. Next was her cloths. She pulled out six school uniforms that match what she was wearing right then, a special dress her father picked our for her and three days worth of street cloths with eight days worth or panties of various colours and designs but nothing too sexy or perverse. (Since it was she who picked them rather then her father who thought sexy lingerie was the way to go to get the boys.) Soon after two nights worth of complete pajama's and five knights worth of large tee shrits of various designs were pulled out.
That was it. She had a spare pair of shoes in the bag left but that was all.
Tigris quickly put her cloths up in the dresser with the exception of one of the large tee shirts. A simple black one with the batman Symbol on the chest.
She quickly removed the school uniform's ribbon, folding it up and placing it on the desk. Her Long skirt followed next and then it was her shirt and shoes in one go, both ending up on or by her desk.
The girl noticed something off about her scars on her torso.
They were red, as if something had broken the skin beneath, but not outside of it.
Eh? She thought softly as she lightly checked out the scars, all thirteen off em.
Tis nothing... She thought with a soft sigh and smile. She grabbed the black shirt and slid it on, care fully pulling her hair through once she was ready. She removed the hair piece and ventured once more to her bag. This time pulling out a comb. She closed her eyes as she carefully started to comb her hair from the bottom up. A symbol to her that her long few days of insomnia were at an end and she could finally sleep until she was ready for the next day.
Even if it was only Lunch. Lucky for anyone with a complaint about her poster, Tigris held a few hours of time before sleep as she was very careful with her hair and made she she got all of it.