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Posted: Sat May 04, 2013 5:26 pm
The reaper ghoul walked briskly down the path of the reaper dorms, trying to desperately soak in some of the suns rays. Circe felt she was calmer than usual as of late, but then again that might have been mostly due to the fact that in the last couple weeks since she fully returned from home she had only encountered one person and that was just yesterday when she had met the reaper boil Sparrow in the gym. Circe sighed. Before she had left she hadn't had many friends but coming back it felt like she truly had none. The ghoul was trying to stay positive but was at times failing. Her father told her to just keep at it, one day she'd have more friends than she could keep track of. "As if."
Circe hadn't tried to see if Roch was still friends with her but she had went to El Greco's dorm numerous times and found that he either wasn't there or wouldn't answer her. It was probably all a misunderstanding but Circe seemed to take it personally. Maybe she wasn't meant to have friends. "Who needs them anyways." Circe frowned at her own words. Poor ghoul had teenage hormones that only made her act like one of those dejected teens, which in some ways she was. If only she could just fight her way to friends. That would be so much easier.
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Posted: Sun May 05, 2013 11:48 am
Serafina was curious.
Going outside was something that was nothing new for her, although now she wanted to know if people noticed she was in her second year. ... Probably not, really. She didn't look much different than she had before, and she didn't necessarily feel any different other than being eligible to take some intermediate classes now. The ghoul scratched slightly at her surgical mask, glancing around.
Well, still, even if she wasn't any different than she was, she was still curious about the people that were outside today. Overall, she didn't know that many people, and ... there was still a drive in her to know everything she could about quite possibly everyone, and there were faces out here she didn't recognize. Maybe they would acknowledge her authority--
No, she didn't have any authority, that was silly.
But maybe they would accept her questions!
Serafina dropped her hand from her surgical mask, eyes darting around as they took in everyone she saw. What ended up catching her attention was a ghoul who was mumbling to herself, mumbling words that Serafina struggled to let her nosy self overhear. From her distance, she was having a lot of trouble picking up what the ghoul was saying, even if she saw her lips moving, and that ... frustrated Serafina. She had to know. She fidgeted for one moment, and then another, deciding that she couldn't take her curiosity for a moment longer and moving over to the ghoul instead.
Them anyways...
Who was them?
Okay, maybe Serafina was just nosy...
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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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