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 Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 10:27 am
Alba Cayer - Abbott Estel
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 10:02 am
 ☆═━┈Abbott Estel┈━═☆ ❝Books are the gateway... After clumsily handling the keys to her room and unlocking the door, Abbott stepped inside. A book in one hand, she dropped her medium sized duffle bag on one of the beds and tucked her alto sax under the bed. It wouldn't be long now until school would start. She pushed her glasses into place, glancing around the room with little interest before returning her attention back to her book. At least the room was well equiped, and tidy now for the time being. She wasn't really looking forward to having a roomate, but it was something that couldn't be helped she supposed. To Escape Reality..❞
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 4:27 pm
 Alba Cayer Alba trudged down the hall with her awkward case in hand. She set her case on the floor outside of dorm 5 and dug her heavily-adorned keys out of it, careful not to scratch Emmet, her baby. After several minutes of struggle and a slew of colorful words, Alba noticed that the door was already opened. My roommate must be here already. From what she remembered of a short letter from earlier, her roommate would be Aba. Or maybe it was Abbey or Abbott. She could never remember.
She pushed open the door and walked directly to her bed and plopped on it, setting her case at the foot of the bed on the way. She squeezed her eyes shut and opened them to notice who must have been her roomate across the room. AbaorAbbeyorAbbott. Alba rolled over onto her stomach and propped her head on her hands. "Helloo, roomy!" she said with a smile. "I'm Alba, nice to meet you!"
She couldn't wait for the year to start.OUTSTANDING.
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 6:02 am
☆═━┈Abbott Estel┈━═☆ ❝Books are the gateway... Hearing the door open again, Abbott knew her roommate had arrived. The girl introduced herself as Alba. Oh dear, she seemed like the bubbly type already. The chances of easy compatibility were dropping by the second. "Abbott." She said quietly, not even bothering to look up from her book. With a glance at her watched, she noted the time. Band should be starting soon, she'd probably head over as soon as she finished this page. To Escape Reality..❞
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 11:48 am
Alba Cayer Her roommate introduced herself as Abbott. Alba was relieved that she wouldn't have to call Abbott "Hey you" for the rest of the day. She seemed very absorbed in her book (Alba couldn't blame her; when good books get good it's difficult to put them down).
"I'm going to head down to the band room in a minute. You can come with if you'd like. Or not, whatever you'd prefer." With that, Alba opened her case once again to check that her valve oil, mouthpiece, and other various brass bits were there. She grabbed her keys and phone from the case and stuffed them in her pocket, phone charms and key chains hanging out.OUTSTANDING.
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2011 3:56 pm
Pepe knocked on the door to the dorm, before saying "Winds are to meet at the tree of life! Percussion in the band room! Be prompt!" Before taking off once more.
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2011 3:58 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2011 5:28 am
☆═━┈Abbott Estel┈━═☆ ❝Books are the gateway... With a sigh, Abbott snapped her book shut. Pushing her glasses into place, she took her book in one hand and her alto in the other. What was this meeting for? And why call it the tree of life anyhow? Without another word, she left the room. To Escape Reality..❞
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Posted: Mon Mar 14, 2011 5:16 pm
Alba Cayer Alba shut her case and locked the clasps on its side when she heard the door shut. She looked up to see Abbott and her sax gone. So much for getting to know people she thought. Alba decided to let it go and just head to the tree of life with her case, not sure if they'd be playing or not.OUTSTANDING.
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