OrangeHotaru
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- Posted: Sat, 30 Dec 2006 03:00:54 +0000
A teenage Hotaru ran a hand down her long hair and smirked.
"Who's everyone?" she asked, "The orphanage is as boring as ever. Amelia's gone, and that's good. I've had continual contact with Katana"
She indicated the dress she was wearing. It was long and grey with a low waistline covered in yellow stars. There were yellow stars on the straps where they connected to the dress. The straps themselves were bunched into the stars and became wider as they got up to the shoulder like an accordion. It was the obvious handiwork of Katana.
"She's great at this," said Hotaru, "but she never sends a note along with it. I'd say she's doing pretty good. She wouldn't let life screw with her."
Hotaru sighed and stared at the perfectly aligned yellow stars. The truth was, this was quite plain for Katana, and she wasn't sure how Katana was doing. She had hoped for a picture or something, but it was always just a dress. She looked over at Hotaru and smirked again, lowering her head so her hair fell into her face.
"Do you like the dress?" she asked.
"Who's everyone?" she asked, "The orphanage is as boring as ever. Amelia's gone, and that's good. I've had continual contact with Katana"
She indicated the dress she was wearing. It was long and grey with a low waistline covered in yellow stars. There were yellow stars on the straps where they connected to the dress. The straps themselves were bunched into the stars and became wider as they got up to the shoulder like an accordion. It was the obvious handiwork of Katana.
"She's great at this," said Hotaru, "but she never sends a note along with it. I'd say she's doing pretty good. She wouldn't let life screw with her."
Hotaru sighed and stared at the perfectly aligned yellow stars. The truth was, this was quite plain for Katana, and she wasn't sure how Katana was doing. She had hoped for a picture or something, but it was always just a dress. She looked over at Hotaru and smirked again, lowering her head so her hair fell into her face.
"Do you like the dress?" she asked.