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 Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2005 3:13 pm
Sakura Ai smiled, she would probably love to invite some of her friends that were girls unless there was a gay male who loved to crossdress. But about old times, well, some people who use to come here she didn't really know like Aili, Rene, or maybe some other people Joy, Tiff, and Kurai were close too. Sometimes Sakura Ai felt like she is left behind, sometimes she felt like she was being used and soon will be forgotten. But something told her that she was wrong.
"Eh? Hm...well we could invite some of the girls here for a sleepover! Yeah! A sleepover..we can play M.A.S.H, Truth or Dare, and eat food that is bad for your health. Get to know each other, oull an all-nighter, we could tell each other our past. That would be a blast!" Sakura AI said with sparkles in her eyes, but she wasn't sure if she was ready to tell everyone about her past towards everyone.
"Sorry..i blab alot' she said slightly blushing in embarresment, she sat right back down from standing in excitement. She then shifted her layered white and black laced skirt a bit and then eyed the room waiting for a reply from Makie. Wondering if a sleepover would be something all the girls could too. Plus they would have to plan a trap if any boys sneaks in. That would be easy since Sakura Ai spent most of her life in the holy government catching wanted demons and those things that killed her happiness in Heaven.
((Yay! Its long again! XP))
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2005 5:50 pm
"Umm... well, actually, it took most of the breath out of me..."
She pretended to gasp, as if without breath. Rag was actually more in shape than most people would think... even though she was still a little kid.
"So... where are you guys going? If you'll let me I'll come along..."
She rubbed her arm. Of COURSE she was invading in their private time... she made a move to the stairs, expecting them to say no...
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2005 5:56 pm
Hana then let out a sigh of relief, as she found out she was only wondering where they were going and if she could come with. She then smiled cheerfully at her, as she nodded.
"Of course you can come along. We were just going to head to the mall. That's to say if we can find it though, seeing how neither of us have no clue where it is." She said, as she began to chuckle.
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2005 6:04 pm
Komlon remained silent, but smiled to her and nodded. He was hoping to be with Hana, alone. But he decided that if it would make both of them happy, then it was fine. The needs... or wants... of the many outweigh the needs... or wants... of the few, and he was outvoted.
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2005 6:08 pm
Makie thought about the idea. I mean it sounded really good, Sakura seemed to want to do it too. Maybe she could also finally stop worring about her past. But again there was a downside. She didn't really want to tell any one about it... But Sakura opened up to her, well actually it was only upon accident. However she did trust Makie with her secret, thinking about it made her smile. She brushed back the many clumps of brown bnangs and hair that fell infront of her face.
"M.A.S.H? Sorry, I'm not used to most of these sleepover games. I've only had a few..." She said, her chocolate brown eyes fell to the floor. "Sleepovers that is. I wasn't exactly popular with every one at school." Makie dare not say more. She partly lied. People loved her because she would do anything to have friends, and she would never fight for her rights. But she'd always have people talking about her behind her back. Telling others her secrets.
"That's okay, I talk alot too!" She laughed, her smile came back. "So, have any extremely close friends you want to invite?" Now she was really hot. Makie took off her pastel blue colored sweater. It stopped right at her head, with her tank top, also up revealing her belly. Makie was skinny, well actually she was normal. She had lost all her baby fat, and was quite in shape.
"Heh, a little help here?" She said struggling. You could barely hear her muffled voice the sweater. But her laugh on the other hand, could be heard anywhere. It was a soft clear laugh and nothing could silence it, except herself.
[Lol, same here! -high fives- I guess, the more you have to work with the more you can write... I think. sweatdrop ]
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2005 6:08 pm
She walked over and sighed, relieved. Although Komolo- or whatever his name was- had some sort of attitude about it.
"Okay... thanks..."
"I think it's much more fun trying to find the location than getting there..."
She followed them... actually, she didn't even know where she was right then! How was she to know where the 'Mall' was...?
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2005 6:09 pm
Hana then turned towards Komlon, realizing that she had just practically ignored him. She felt like she was being rude not asking if he minded or not if Rag came along.
"Im sorry Komlon, I didn't even bother to ask if it was alright with you if Rag comes with. I hope you don't mind though." She said apologetically, as she began to feel embarresed. She then turned towards Rag, as she smiled at her gleefully.
"Yea I guess your right about that. It is more fun to try and find it." She replied.
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2005 6:52 pm
Komlon turns and smiles at Hana. "No, it''s alright." he says. He didn''t want to seem rude.
"So, should we start looking then? He asks, not wanting to get lost and still be looking for a way back at say... 2 in the morning. Maybe he had an overly active imagination. Maybe he was paranoid. Maybe he just didn''t want to relive that experience.
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2005 7:18 pm
"Ok!" She replied, as she headed towards the front doors. She then looked over her shoulder at Komlon and Rag.
"So what direction should we head in first to find the mall?" She asked curiously. It didn't really matter to her, just as long as they found the mall.
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2005 7:28 pm
Komlon gave a helpless shrug. "Your guess is as good as mine." He says, opening the ddoors for them to go through. He had always been taught to be polite, and it was starting to come into play. He was starting to wonder if he had amde a good decision in running away, even if his parents thought he was dead. They had taught him to be quiet, even if they hadn't even payed attention to him often.
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2005 7:40 pm
Hana smiled at him warmly when he held the door open for them. She then stepped outside to be greeted by the blinding light of the sun. Her eyes slightly hurt at first from not being adjusted yet to the light, causing her to squint as she shielded her eyes with her hand. She then turned towards Komlon so her back was facing the sun, as she lowered her hand.
"So which direction do you want to head in. I'll let you choose first." She said, as she waited for his reply.
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2005 7:52 pm
Komlon really didn't want to be the first one to give the wrong answer, so he went with the first idea that came to mind. "Well, how about Rag decides?" He suggests. He looks at Rag and smiles to her.
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2005 7:56 pm
Hana then nodded in agreement, before turning towards Rag.
"So where do you want head first to find the mall?" She asked curiously. Her eyes were a lot more used to the brightness of the sun by now, but she still slightly squinted. She then crossed her arms, as she waited for a reply.
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2005 9:32 pm
Sakura has many secrets but not locked in a tight lid that everyone thinks, no, she rights down all her thoughts on the people she has met in her journal. Almost like a diary. She also wrote down her past so that she would never forget. Funny, how most people would want to foget. But Sakura believes that there is no memory worth forgeting, even if it is a bad memory. It is still a memory to remember. But, she would probably tell those she trusts like Makie, Tiff, Kiyowa,
Poppy, Joy, and Nohea. So far, she's only told Lenair about her whole past but in a short version not in detail. Though, dispite of telling the girls she trusts she doesn't think she would trust her male friends any time soon. She doesn't even fully trust Kurai with her past yet. Although, the only male person who probably knows her past is Mattus since he runs the school and has to read each students past to know what they are like. But Sakura Ai doesn't know that.
"M.A.S.H is a game when you make up a future. You write down what kind of place you live in, who you marry, what kind of vehicle, and what pet you would have when you grow up. Its one of those games you have fun with. Nothing true" she said with a smile as she stretched a bit. Wondering what Makie was doing with her sweater until she realized that she was trying to take it off but was failing horribly.
"Okay, I'll try" she responded to Makie's request for help. Sakura Ai got back on her feet again and walked over towards Makie. She wrapped her fingers on the soft clothe of her sweater and started to pull, but not hard so that Makie wouldn't feel pain. When she finally pulled the sweater off she realized that the sweater might be too small for Makie. She then placed her sweater neatly and folded ontop of her dresser so that when Makie leaves she wouldn't forget her sweater and it would be right there ready for her to take.
"Hm, any friends? Well there is alot of girls i met but for close friends. Well, there is Tiff, Kiyowa, Poppy, Joy (she hasn't met Mimi yet), Nohea, and Lenair. And probably some other people that are my friends but i wouldn't consider 'close.' Hey! I got it! I could bring my friends and you can bring your friends. Wait, your still new here? Have you met some other people besides me, Feena and Oliver?" she asked as she sat back down across Makie, her soft lavender eyes beaming right towards Makie waiting for a reply.
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2005 10:30 pm
Tiffany looked out her window dorm with an emotionless expression. She looked down to see the people below her. They were like tiny ants from the 18th floor. Tiffany sighed and looked at her fuzzy pink diary that lay on the bed. She stretched across her bed to reach her diary and pen which was attached in the spiral rims. Carefully opening it, she flipped through the pages until she had reached an empty page. Grabbing her matching pink fuzzy pen, Tiffany started to think of how her entry should start. Having the entry she had in mind, Tiffany placed her ball pen on the paper and started to move her hands, carefully writing out the letters. ~Dear Diary~
Yesterday was a tough day -.- Me and Kiyowa trained all day, getting ready for the great battle that was coming up ahead. I must say though, that Kiyowa did put up a good great fight! However in the battle...my clothes got all ripped up!! So Michio lend me his cape, which was really sweet of him ^_^ Oh!! That reminds me ::Note to-self--make sure to give Michio back his cape:: Well Kiyowa is gone for tonight...and maybe tomorrow night as well. She said that she was gonna take a perimeter check of the school, just in case the assassins attack. Of course the last time she did this, she was missing for three two days!! *sigh* Well im kind of lonely without Kiyowa...I guess I have been with her for so long that I forgot that I used to live alone in this dorm.
Well to tell you the truth, I have been really worried lately. Large amounts of energy has been sensed around the school. This means the Seijyun Assassins could be making there move...or new powerful students are attedning attending Ria High...We are still unsure. Still, something instide inside my gut tells me that the Seijyun Assassins will attack soon fiercely, and they may injure my friends. Maybe this is why I have been so desolate against my friends. I have been avoding them for safety issues...but they dont know that...and they may think that I dont like them anymore.
This job....being an assassin, friend, good guy, agent, bad guy, enemy, daughter, Majin, angel, human, killer...why is it so hard....why must I be appointed with this curse...why me!! Killer....why...why did I write that...it is true that I have killed before...but...these feelings, why are they mixed emotions of anger and pain. Am I really that cold blodded blooded...to kill..stained my hands stained with blood that I cannot return...This reminds me...I have turned on my friends before. I have almost killed Susie and Kurai, and Ky...that battle between the death...I remember it like yesterday. It was all for the reapers...but for me, it was for freedom, but that freedom was nothing but a lie. I am even so low that I killed my father...but was is it ok, he did try to use me...but killing one another wont solve anything...right?...But still, no matter how much I want to deny it...my blood flows with the denomic stentch of Majins!! How I hate the Majins, and yet I am one myself...does that mean I hate myself as well?? Majins are known to lose control once in a while, they have the urge to kill once they do. What happens when I lose control again...when I attack my friends...what if I....I dare not speak it...Am I really that dangerous....Maybe, I wasnt ment for this world...Or maybe, I am just stressed out. I should wait till the assassins are gone, then I will make a decision...
~July 29, 20XX~
Tiffany Savior~ A tear dropped from Tiffany's right eye. The sparkling tear drop resembled Tiffany's life when she first attended Ria, Happy and serene. As the tear dropped onto Tiff's lap, it resembled her dreams being demolished by the Majins. Tiffany then put her diary under her pillow to keep it safe. She lay on her bed remembering all her friends, and all the good times they had, then the Majins came in mind destroying everything she knew and loved. With her spirit officially broken, Tiffany cried onto her pillow. Each tear grew bigger with remorse, and each sob grew into a depressing scream. Tiffany lay on her bed crying uncontrollably...
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