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 Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 5:02 pm
Tired, Fuuka flopped down onto her back. Suddenly, she pointed up towards a cloud. "Yukiko, doesn't it look like a bunny rabbit?" she asked, trying to figure out something to do.
Also bored, Yukiko flopped down onto the blanket next to her "Mama". She smiled, loving the image her mama had found. "Itdoes Mama! It does!" Yukiko squealed, loving the little rabbit. She rolled over to her side, towards Fuuka. "Hey Mama."
"Yes?" She replied, rolling over to her side.
"How come nobody ever talks to us?"
"Well, if you talk to people, they're most likely to talk back. but since there's nobody around, we can't talk to anyone. Which means... Yeah, exactly that!"
Yukiko giggled her little giggle. "Ha ha! I love you Mama!" Then she gave a nice big hug.
Fuuka smiled, and held the little girl's hand. "I love you too sweety."
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 9:39 pm
NauraUchiha_34 Hana jumped up. " No!! You don't have to do that!!" she exclaimed. She put a hand over her mouth. " Oops, sorry. I just meant you don't have to help me clean up here, I can do it..." she clapped her hands and the blood disappeared. " I was just too much in shock to do it earlier is all." She knew she was blushing again, so she focused on calming down.
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2007 8:20 am
Hana smiled slightly. She picked up her parents' bodies and set them in an upright position, as if they'd been watching tv the whole time or something. She sighed. " I'll be back in... two hours." she said, walking outside and taking off. She landed outside the cemetary. Two hours... One hour per grave... she thought. She set to work, grabbed a shovel that was sticking out of the ground and started to dig the graves. When she'd finished, she found a large stone and set it at the head. She blew on it, imaginig what it would say, and the stone took shape, the writing suddenly there as if it had been carved beforehand. She flew back to her house and went back inside. She took her parents' bodies, flew back to the cemetary and buried them. She knelt down at the foot of the grave and prayed, her head over the grave, tears dampening the dirt that kept her from her parents. When she was finished, she realized her wings had changed. She flapped them experimentally and saw they were their original white and feathery. She smiled and went back home, but walked this time, hiding her wings.
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2007 10:24 am
Seeing a girl about two blocks away at the nearby cemetery, Fuuka thought that she might need someone to talk to, or not. But Fuuka thought it would be nice to talk with someone else. Suddenly, she stood up, and walked to the edge of the sidewalk with a serious look on her face.
At this action, Yukiko asked, "Mama?", and held her hand.
Not surprised at all at her curiousness, Fuuka looked down at the girl, smiling. "Hold on tight, okay?" she informed, gripping Yukiko's hand. In reply, Fuuka got a nod. With her free hand, Fuuka brough it up above her head, then swiftly brought it down diagnolly. As she had brought her hand down, a swift breeze swept them up, and a few seconds later, they were just behind the girl. Ever so quietly, Fuuka and her "child" landed on one foot, then the other.
Without warning, Yukiko let go of her mother's hand, and tugged at the girl's shirt. "Hey Miss! You're pretty!" Yukiko complemented, meaning it from the bottom of her heart. Normally, back at the mansion, Yukiko would have gotten a beaten for speaking not when spoken to, luckly, Fuuka had taught her to talk whenever she wants, as long as she's not inturupting.
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2007 10:33 am
Akira walked through the empty streets of her neighborehood, coming home from watching the sunset. Sometimes she couldn't watch the sunset, because of work. She worked in a cafe as a waitress, she has to wear a light green lolita/maid dress, each of her co-workers who were waitresses had their own color of their dress. Tomorrow Akira would have to work, she works 5 times a week, sometimes late shifts, morning shifts and sometimes day shifts.
When Akira reached her apartment, she went in and climbed many stairs to reach her room. She opened her door, walked in, closing the door behind her, locking it in the process. She sighed, she went into the bathroom to take a shower. When she was done, she quickly changed into her pajamas, a black tanktop with a single skull in the middle and long black pants that had a pattern of skulls. She sat at her desk and began to do her homework, she never had trouble with her homework.
When she was finished, she packed all her work into her bag, which was black with black and green straps. She hopped into bed and looked at her clock, 1:30 am. .....tomorrow.... She thought, ...I shall visit Mother and Father..... after watching the sunset.... And with that, she turned off the lights and went to bed.
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2007 3:41 pm
sachi n Seeing a girl about two blocks away at the nearby cemetery, Fuuka thought that she might need someone to talk to, or not. But Fuuka thought it would be nice to talk with someone else. Suddenly, she stood up, and walked to the edge of the sidewalk with a serious look on her face. At this action, Yukiko asked, "Mama?", and held her hand.Not surprised at all at her curiousness, Fuuka looked down at the girl, smiling. "Hold on tight, okay?" she informed, gripping Yukiko's hand. In reply, Fuuka got a nod. With her free hand, Fuuka brough it up above her head, then swiftly brought it down diagnolly. As she had brought her hand down, a swift breeze swept them up, and a few seconds later, they were just behind the girl. Ever so quietly, Fuuka and her "child" landed on one foot, then the other.Without warning, Yukiko let go of her mother's hand, and tugged at the girl's shirt. "Hey Miss! You're pretty!" Yukiko complemented, meaning it from the bottom of her heart. Normally, back at the mansion, Yukiko would have gotten a beaten for speaking not when spoken to, luckly, Fuuka had taught her to talk whenever she wants, as long as she's not inturupting.
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2007 9:34 pm
Jackie had gone outside, and was staring up at the sky when he looked at his pocket watch. Hana had been gone a little longer than expected. He knew she was probably just being a little late, but seeing as how her parents were just murdered in cold blood, he didn't want to take any chances. He started to run toward the cemetary, looking for her. But on his way, he saw her talking to two girls. He recognized one of them. "Fuuka...of the Sanami family." He'd attended one of their parties once, and met her. He recognized the other little one soon after. Fuuka's adopted 'child', Yukiko. She'd shown him her 'power' as a small parlor trick at the party. He slowly approached. "Fuuka Sanami...what are you doing way out here? A bit far from home aren't we..." He said jokingly. He saw Hana's face as he came closer. One of sorrow and pain. He put a hand on her shoulder. Then he signed, 'It's okay...I'm here.' He gave her a loving smile, then returned to Fuuka and Yukiko.
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Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2007 7:58 am
Hana looked up at Jackie, smiling in full for the first time that night. " I know." she whispered. She turned her gaze to Fuuka. " Fuuka Sanami? You might know my parents then...; Takahito and Matuseda Kiri. I was just come back from their burial... I did it myself. They were murdered tonight, so that's why I look so sad. My parents talked a lot about your family... It's strange that we never met." she looked down at Yukiko. " You must be Yukiko, then. It's nice to meet both of you." she said politely.
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Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2007 2:12 pm
Remembering, Fuuka looked at Jackie. "Oh! Nice to see you again!" she greeted, taking a slight bow, then scratched the back of her head. "About being away from home..." she turned to Hana sympathetically. "I have... Met your parents..." Fuuka gave her a sypathetic smile. "Your father, you look a lot like him. If there's anything I can do to help, I'd love to."
Yukiko stood there in a trance, looking at Hana. Suddenly, she smiled. "You're nice!" she complemented, holding her hands behind her back happily. "You'll be treated well!"
Fuuka turned to the little girl, surprised, then smiled to Hana.
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Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2007 4:53 pm
Hana smiled at Yukiko and shook her head at Fuuka. " No, in reality, I look nothing like this. My father used genetic manipulation to change my appearance so I look like him, that way, I wouldn't look out of place in the family." she explained, careful to leave out why she wouldn't look like part of the family.
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2007 7:52 pm
Fuuka looked down thoughtfully, not sure how to answer. "Mmm." she muttered, bitting both her lips. "Well, like I said, if there's any way I can help, I'd love to." she said finally.
Letting go of her hands from behind her back, Yukiko said something too. "Yes! We'd love to help!" she offered, the grip on her notebook tightening with eagerness to help in some way.
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Posted: Wed Sep 05, 2007 7:52 pm
Hanna laughed appreaciatively at Yukiko's eagerness. " I'll let you know." she said. She turned to Jackie. " Let's go." she said. She opened her wings and flew back to her house. When she landed outside on the front steps, she sighed and went in.
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Posted: Fri Sep 07, 2007 8:26 pm
Jackie nodded and took off with her. When they landed back at her house, he went in with her. "What are you gonna do now?" He asked. "The mess is cleaned but..." He trailed off. The images from before played in his head. He shook them away.
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Posted: Fri Sep 07, 2007 8:37 pm
Fuuka, with Yukiko, stood there motionless, surprised at the sudden leave. "Uh... Bye?" she said, not sure if she needed to say it or not. "So, what now?" she asked Yukiko.
Yukiko, like her mama, stood motionless.
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Posted: Fri Sep 07, 2007 10:10 pm
 Name: AmiAge: Unknown, but appears to be in his late teens to early twenties.Species: Celestial beingPersonality: Mischevious and mysterious, Ami is forever power hungry. His loyalty is at best questionable, but he'd die willingly for those under his protection.Powers: Inhuman strength, spirit energy (blast of light capable of knocking out five men)Bio: Ami is a fallen angel of sorts, cast to Earth in punishment for abusing his celestial powers. To attest for his deviance and in addition to his wings being stripped, he also has been assigned one hundred years of guardianship. His current assignment is the unfortunate Sasha. >.< Extra: His necklace monitors his activites, and cannot be removed.
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