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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2014 8:58 am
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She had heard there was a new wave of students arriving, but it held little interest to her. In fact, not much held her interest now. Oh, how she had changed, from being absolutely punctual for each and every class, despite the horrific outcome each ended up taking, and even through that, she was never tardy with her homework, and if she were, there was a perfectly legitimate reason (Getting her homework eaten was a perfectly legitimate reason).
But she couldn't continue on like this. She couldn't just let herself waste away like this, shut up in her room, refusing to talk with anyone. Just because HE had decided to forget her and move on with his life, she let herself fall. Oh, how she had fallen. But she wouldn't let it affect her anymore, no. No, she was BETTER than this.
And so, brushing herself off, she stood up, and went to go splash her face with water. After fixing her hair up and reapplying some makeup, she deemed herself decent enough to be seen in public, and stepped out of her room, closing the door. Perhaps she just needed some fresh air to clear her mind.
GrnGriff. You can have Marcy wandering around outside and I'll have Mia run into her o u o-b
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2014 4:26 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2014 4:39 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2014 5:37 pm
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Marcy really didn't know where she was. It seemed familiar... Ah. Yes. The gates. She had come this way before. Not very long ago, either. Moving in day seemed like ages ago, in a way. Even though it wasn't.
She smiled. At least she knew how to find the gates, if she needed to. Though she wasn't sure why she might need to. She really had no intention of leaving. School was good for her, she knew that without being told, and really, she had no where else to go. Yes. This place, even with all of it's students and teachers, was where she'd stay.
Her smiled faded a bit as she noticed she wasn't alone in her wanderings. She shouldn't have been surprised, the gates were surely a place of comings and goings. Marcy floated a little closer, despite herself. She could ask the ghoul for directions, perhaps.
She stopped when the ghoul spoke. Surely that had not been meant for Marcy's ears, but she couldn't help herself. "Why? And why stay if you do?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2014 7:39 pm
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Perhaps a whole minute had passed. Perhaps even 10. Or perhaps, it was just a few seconds, but to the reaper, it felt as if she had been standing at those gates for an eternity, internally debating whether coming here had been the right choice.
She was interrupted, though, when a voice spoke out, asking her the very question she had just been asking herself over and over again.
Somewhat unnerved that the voice had caught her off-guard, and more so that they had heard what she was saying, she turned, eye raising slightly when she saw it was a small ghoul, but her gaze was cold and judgmental all the same.
"Eavesdropping, are we?" She scoffed and turned back around, staring at the gates again. It was probably after a few minutes (had the ghoul decided to stick around), that she finally responded.
"...because there's no other jacking place to go."
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2014 8:41 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2014 8:51 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2014 9:04 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2014 9:17 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2014 9:31 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2014 9:55 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2014 10:05 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2014 10:18 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2014 10:37 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2014 10:50 pm
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Ah, a young inquisitive mind just as she had once been, always thirsting for knowledge. But now...
"I needed a change of pace." That was her answer, simple as that. She gave a thoughtful look at the ghoul, tapping her chin. "That's right... I never did give you my name, did I?" Another smile, the intention behind this one unclear, and she planted her hands on her hips, giving the ghoul her full attention. "Miasma Aricia. Though you may call me 'Mia' for short." In fact, she rather everyone called her as such. She hated her name, but it was required for formalities.
"Now it is my turn to ask you questions. For what reason did you come to Amityville?"
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