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 Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 2:37 pm
  Name: Seraph Tanaka Class: 1-B Family Business: Connoisseur Bakers Club: N/A
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 2:39 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 2:41 pm
 5.22.08 - Pretty-fying it up! 8.28.07 - Setting up.
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 2:46 pm
  . Poetic . Analytical . Competitive . Unsure . Gentle .Name:: Tanaka Seraph Age:: 15/16 Gender:: Female Height:: 5'7.5" Weight:: N/A Sexuality:: Heterosexual Family Business:: Connoisseur Bakers Physical Appearance:: The first thing many take notice about Seraph is that she has a tanned complexion and red hair, very different from the standard milky white skin and dark hair she has seen so many others with. Her back is pinstraight and stands neaerly 5'8". She has a natural grace to her, though with this often follows her uncertanty due to her awkward coloring. Her eyes are a deep blue, and her lips are a bit pout. She is not as toned as many athletic girls, but she has a good build on her from dance practice and volleyball. Crush:: N/A Best Friend:: N/A Enemy(/ies):: N/A
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 2:47 pm
 Her mother, father, and pet go here.
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 2:48 pm
 This is where info on her room will be. 
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 6:35 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 6:36 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 6:37 pm
  Over My Head by The Fray// // //
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 6:38 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2007 4:49 am
Concerning Red Locks
"Seraph, something's been bothering me a lot lately," spoke Mrs. Tanaka as she kneaded dough, watching her daughter out of deep blue eyes. Her daughter, Seraph, was decorating cupcakes with yellow and pink icing. Seraph did not look at her mother as she spoke, not wanting to mess up on her masterpiece. She gave an affirmative nod to show she was listening, showing no visible interest in her mother's words but thoroughly curious.
"It's about you."
The icing nearly slipped from Seraph's grip and with cat-like reflexes she caught it, her eyes wide at her mother. Did she do something wrong? Her mouth fell agape, glancing down at the mess she had made when she had grabbed the icing. She bit down on her lower lip, watching her mother caefully. Did her grades slip? What could it be... Looking down to calm herself, the baker's daughter grabbed some napkins and began to clean up her mess.
"What did I do?" She said quietly, licking her dry lips. The kitchen was warm and drying... Not a good place for a girl who often prepped her appearance. But nobody saw her here. It was a sanctuary where she did not need to care about her looks.
"Your bangs obscure your vision. I can't even get a look at your eyes!" Exlaimed her mother, and Seraph was quick to look bck up at her parent. A giggle nearly made it's way past her lips. Her dear mother was worrying about her hair while kneading dough? What an awkward thought. Pulling aside a chair, Seraph sat down carefully and crossed her legs, eyeing her mother with a curious look.
"My hair? But... I can always just throw it into a headband."
At the words, it appeared that her mother cringed. Seraph swallowed, now noticing how she only saw her mother through red strands. Was it relaly that bad? Did others think so? Seraph slumped into her seat and pushed back her bangs, trying to look up at her forehead. "What... Wht do you think I should do with it?" She said quietly. It had been a while since she cut her hair herself...
It was all too fast.
Her mother had whipped off her baking wear and was ushering Seraph to her room, saying something about a salon.
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All what had really changed were her bangs. The stylist had trimmed her hair as well, but it appeared longer if anything! Even so, Seraph stared at her reflection in her grand bathroom's mirror, her fingers trailing down from her temples to her chin. She looked different. One little change and she looked like a different person! And sadly, she agreed that this looked better than the mess of bangs she had before.
Her bangs before had been aprted in the middle with now form. No that were cut at her eyebrows, straight. The pieces framing her face were long. He rhands continued to fuss with the rest of her hair, trying to think of how others would react. If they noticed, that is.
And she secretly hoped they would. It would prove that she wasn't just "there" in her classes.
Too absorbed in her new hairstyle, Seraph did not hear her mother yelling for her to get back down to the kitchen and finish up the cupcakes.
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