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 Posted: Thu Apr 17, 2008 11:57 am
(( Ahem...it is spelled w00t! :p but good for you! Hehe...I am a TOTAL 90's kid. ))
When Synge made her way outside, she could tell that it was a pretty good day, it was probably in Mid 60's outside but with a sun and some clouds and a slight wind. She stretched and felt quite good outside but saw no sign of Ben.
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Posted: Thu Apr 17, 2008 12:01 pm
((Yeah, I like to ignore that haha It goes against my English major side.))
*Synge looked around as she started to walk away from the tavern down the path. She looked up a the clouds and smiled. She saw a nice patch of grass and decided to watch the clouds go by for a bit, so she laid down on the grass and put her hands behind her head. She smiled as she thought of all the times she used to do this back home with Hikaru. She wondered why she never realized that they were friends until now. She shrugged as she stared up as the clouds.*
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Posted: Thu Apr 17, 2008 12:07 pm
(( *LOL* Well, it goes against my computer nerd side to let it be spelled normally! Oh well, we don't have to agree. ))
As she stared at the sun, it wasn't at all uncommon to wonder things. Little did she know that last night, her boyfriend had done the same thing although not in the same place of course. The wind blew softly and the sound of wind bouncing off of something behind her could be heard.
(( How long do you have today? ))
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Posted: Thu Apr 17, 2008 12:13 pm
((Not sure, but I should just be hanging out with my mom most of the day as she writes this killer paper. My brother and I are helping her but it has a ways to go. I just don't know yet.))
*Synge felt the wind blow against her body and she smiled. It felt nice and was peaceful. She saw a cloud that looked like a star to her and one that looked like a hat. She wished Ben was here to point out the many shapes of the passing clouds. She hoped everything was alright with him. She also thought of how she wanted to talk to Hikaru, ask him about Keira and see how he was liking the tavern.*
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Posted: Thu Apr 17, 2008 12:17 pm
(( Okies, I just wanted to know whether or not I should bring Ben in sooner or later. I would hate to miss letting him RP with you but I would also like to do a fun little environmental RP too... I shall keep on I suppose. ))
As Synge watched the clouds glide by, she noticed out of the corner of her eye, a rock outcropping just a short distance from where she was laying but she also would notice what looked like some kind of writing in chalk inside it.
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Posted: Thu Apr 17, 2008 12:24 pm
((Honestly I should be here until you leave, I think at least!))
*Synge let her eye wander away from the sky as she saw something to the side. She turned her head and focused in on a distance rock looking object. She noticed that there seemed to be writing on the rock and she got interested. She stood up and made her way in that direction. When she got there she examined the rock closely, trying to figure out what was there.*
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Posted: Thu Apr 17, 2008 12:31 pm
(( Okie dokie then! )) As she got up and made her way to the rock outcropping, the site was a bit peculiar. It appeared as though a rocky outcropping had a part of it carved out to form a natural half-cave. The roof was only about 6 feet from the ground and you could easily see from one end of light to the other. Synge might guess the interior to stretch about 10 feet or more from one entrance to the other.
The wall she was facing was literally covered with white chalk where it appeared as though someone had been writing with chalk, crossing out things, highlighting things and then crossing them out again. All of the crossed out writings were of the same style hand writing and seemed to be words of some sort. Her eyes finally fell upon what must have been the end result of a brain-storming session.Writing I'll be your dream I'll be your wish I'll be your fantasy I'll be your hope I'll be your love Be everything that you need I'll love you more with every breath Truly, madly, deeply do (( As a 90's kid you might get that too! ))
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Posted: Thu Apr 17, 2008 12:38 pm
((Savage Garden! haha))
*Synge was surprised to find a cave-like structure but was starting to feel like an explorer of sorts. She tried to make out the scribbled writings that seemed to be a rough draft of sorts. Finally she found the final draft that was circled, she assumed this was done in order to draw attention to it. She quickly read through the writing and smiled. It sounded sweet to her. She wondered how long this had been here or who could have written it. Perhaps it was someone from way before her time, or an old lodger from the tavern that she had known. She looked around the area to see if any clues might point to the author's identity.*
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Posted: Thu Apr 17, 2008 12:42 pm
(( Bingo! I am not going to plagiarize it though! ))
As she looked at the words written on the walls, they seemed to be relatively fresh...at least the chalked hadn't started to dull. There was also a myriad of chalk dust on the ground and even a footprint in the and mud that was barely visible without investigation.
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Posted: Thu Apr 17, 2008 12:46 pm
((hehe I heart Savage Garden. So 90's))
*Synge realized that the chalk writing must have been done pretty recently. Could someone at the tavern have done this possibly? Maybe it was Keira or Ben. She doubted Hikaru would write something like that. She saw the dust everywhere and looked at the dust closely, causing her to sneeze. The she saw a footprint nearby in the mud. She bent down to look at it more closely, to see the size and if there were perhaps more that she could follow. She wanted to meet the author of the strange writing! Not to mention, she had nothing better to do with Ben being gone.*
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Posted: Thu Apr 17, 2008 12:52 pm
(( If you like 90's, you would love my personal mp3 collection. I have SOOOO much stuff in there from the 90's. It was such a fun and carefree time! ))
As she looked at the handwriting and thought about who its author might be, she noticed that the handwriting was very detail oriented but not written to be "pretty" as most female handwriting tended to be. When she sneezed at the dust, some of it blew up in her face and gave her an even pastier look than her current complexion, not to mention a good few more sneezes.
The footprint on the ground appeared to be of a shoe slightly larger than hers and appeared to be rugged in styling like that of a hiking boot or other boot, it seems to have been there at least overnight. Meanwhile, she noticed a small container lying on the ground nearby the foot print.
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Posted: Thu Apr 17, 2008 12:55 pm
((haha Me too, lots of 90's. That's when I was old enough to really get into music, so yeah.))
*Synge rubbed her nose as the dust continued to make her sneeze. When she finally stopped she rubbed her face with her sleeve and saw that it was partially covered in the white dust. She sighed and tried to at least get the dust off her face. She figured that the print was made by a guy, because it seemed bigger and more rugged there her own. She looked back to the writing again to confirm that it also seemed more manly than her own. She stood up and noticed the container nearby. Curious, she walked over to inspect it.*
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Posted: Thu Apr 17, 2008 12:58 pm
(( You are posting awfully fast now! Yay for that. ))
When Synge makes her way over to the container, she can see that it is not much larger than say her middle finger. The bottom is rounded like a scientific beaker and the top is open like a bottle. Were she to inspect the casing, she would see there is an indention in the center or the vial that is very light as if it was being held by something. Were she to inspect the contents of the bottle, she will smell a slightly pungent odor and see a slight sparkle inside of it. The inside, however, is as dry as can be.
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Posted: Thu Apr 17, 2008 1:05 pm
((Yeah, I found all the sources for my mom's paper so now all I have to help her with is wording stuff every now and then. Mostly I just like being in the same room with her whee ))
*Synge is confused by the small container. She can't imagine what it would be doing here, or what would have even fit in it. She picks it up and examines it. She feels the indention and wonders what caused it, and then brings it to her nose to smell the possible contents. She doesn't like the smell much and scrunches up her nose. Looking down into the container she sees something sparkle and raises an eyebrow. That's all she can discover about the container and therefore sets it back down where she found it. She shrugs and looks back at the writing, reading it over once more.*
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Posted: Thu Apr 17, 2008 1:10 pm
(( It is good to be close to your momma! I am glad you are around her. Are you posting on your laptop or on a computer around there?))
Synge turns around to see the writing is still there and probably not more than 5-10 feet from where she is standing. She does, however, hear some footsteps coming up the side of the hill, slightly scraping as the sound of the rocks being moved around.
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