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 Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 8:53 pm
"Well, I'm lucky that my own teammate isn't a character," she said with a deep sigh, trying to imagine what it would be like to fight with Castor or Nemesis on a regular basis. A headache, to be sure.
She followed MuCephi obediently as she walked back to where she'd originally heard the girl power up, her eyes immediately going to the bag she was carrying. Oh gosh, this girl was nice, but she sincerely hoped that whatever came out of that thing was nowhere near as awful as the bag that it was in. It was with some relief that she produced a fairly pretty shawl in colors that Alkaid normally sported.
"No, actually," she said with an amused laugh, reaching out to take them delicately, "I wear a lot of white." Realizing that she certainly couldn't borrow this without giving it back, Alkaid took a moment and powered down so that she could stand in front of MuCephi as Khalla Anselm.
"I'm Khalla, by the way," she said with a smile, "if you've got a pen and pad in there I can write down the gym I go to? I don't think Ari would be very willing to teach another student, but someone else there might be."
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 8:56 pm
"I would love that" She said with relief "Ume..." She added, "Sorry its a bit lolita, but I -love-...well, if we meet out of uniform you'll know." She laughed.
"Oh! You can keep it if you want! It was just a project! My sister won't wear it and I don't normally wear enough white to make it look well!" She fished out a pen and paper though, a little notebook filled with notes, appointment and cat doodles.
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 9:06 pm
Khalla smiled at Ume's disoriented babble. Since she had henshined down, she'd gone back to the white overcoat she was wearing, complete with slacks and her winter boots. The shawl would have looked silly over the coat, so she simply tucked it over her arm. It was nice to have clothes that weren't ripped over her back again, even if there was a mild worry that she'd bleed through and stain them. She'd quickly learned how hard blood was to get out.
"Oh, well, if you're sure?" Alkaid's eyebrows furrowed a little at this, unused to people being so giving to random strangers. Then again, they weren't exactly random - they were bound by the fact that they were both Senshi. She reached out and took the notebook and pen, flipping to a mostly empty page and scrawling out the name of the gym in neat, flowing handwriting. Underneath, she wrote her name and number, then handed it back with a smile.
"In case you need me," she said with a wave of her hand, feeling quit indebted to her after all of this. "I should get going back to school, but I can't begin to thank you enough for all of this." If something had happened to Z..
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 9:10 pm
"Absolutely! Merry Christmas!" She beamed and then blushed "Here!" She added, and henshed down as well,
She stil had hair pins, many of them, but she also had silk ivy pinned in her hair for the holidays, her garb was somewhere between lolita, and victorian right down to tall buttoned boots.
"Be safe!" She added. "And I'll see you around!!! Plus I swear I'll text, so you can call me too!" She waved, needing to go as well, gifts to wrap, places to be.
"Have a great holiday!"
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 9:22 pm
Khalla did, in fact, see exactly what Ume had been talking about when she finally henshined down. The lolita-victorian girl standing before her would have easily matched the shawl over her arms if it hadn't been so white.
"You be safe too, I'll talk to you later!" She smiled and gave the girl a wave, turning and beginning to walk away. "Merry Christmas to you too!" She called over her shoulder, her smile restored despite the dull ache in her back.
She was glad to be walking to her dorm now. She wanted to rest after this, sleep away the experience and put it behind her. She stuffed her hands into her pockets and stared down at her boots as she went, listening to the soft dull thud they made against the pavement.
At least Z was safe.
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