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 Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2011 11:25 pm
Today, there was nothing to do - no assignments, no personal projects. The pets had been walked, her DS is charging, her whole material library sorted and she even cleaned up her room because there was just nothing better to do. She contemplated napping, but she had a feeling that upon waking up, she would feel even less productive and decided against it. In fact, she decided that she would take a walk - just a quick one down the path of the Demon dorms, to the registration office and back.
That would kill some time at least, and it seemed like a lovely day for some walking. Overcast with the moon visible in the sky!
Leaving her Minipets in her room, Lizzy made her way down the stairs and to the entrance, pushing open the doors with a soft sigh; it seemed like the common room was empty as well. It seemed like the school was simply... Empty. She didn't want to bother her friends just because she was feeling bored, however... Brushing her hair back, she resisted the urge to sigh again. Instead, she started brisk walking down the path and past the gates.
Perhaps she should find herself another club to join. An active one.
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 6:58 pm
Savior's face hurt, that much she was certain of, and the monster was not in the slightest bit pleased to figure out that she didn't remember getting hurt. The wound wasn't even in its first stages of healing thanks to its location and Savior's constant worry over it, causing the painful burn to stand infected. It also didn't help that her wrist was swollen and a dark purple-blue bruise has started to spread over her orange skin, her fingers cold and their tips black. That too was another injury Savior didn't recall accruing though it bothered her a good deal less than the burn on her face.
Instead of walking around like she normally would have Savior had decided to sit herself off on the side of one of the walkways, a small pile of sand accumulating around her from the amount of time she'd spent idle. It covered her nearly to her shoulders and she would have been invisible if she laid down in it, though she was sitting upright and looking at the moon; all the while she picked at the burned flakes of skin on her face.
There hadn't been anyone out and about lately, not that she minded, though her attention was caught by someone with vivid hair walking out of a nearby area. Ducking her head quickly into her sand pile, Savior waited to see if they would just walk past.
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 8:55 pm
There was essentially nothing new in the surroundings - the same bench, the same plants... There was not a soul about as far as she could see either. Pulling out her skelephone, she flipped it open and started going down her music list, wondering if she should just play some music out loud while walking. She had always thought that was both obnoxious and inconsiderate, but... Its not like there was anyone about, right?
So absorbed was she in her thoughts, that the Demoness would have walked right past the sand pile - she had seen weirder stuff popping up around school - if not for the fact that her nose caught the smell of something fruity just as she passed it by.
Lowering her skelephone, she frowned lightly, looking around to try and locate the source of the smell. She took a few steps forward, realizing that the smell was less obvious there, and moved backwards back to her original spot. Eventually, her attention landed on the pile of sand - that was the only thing that was out of place, after all.
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 12:41 pm
The footsteps were passing, that was good, and Savior kept her head low in the pile of sand as she nursed at the wound. It kept bothering her and she kept picking at it regardless of the fact that she was making it worse until she actually managed to hit a sore spot. The pain was brief but it shot through the Marrowstripe's nerves like someone had struck her with a hammer, causing her to sit up straight in her pile of sand and therefore pop her head out to be seen by whomever had been passing by. She'd let out a growl of pain just as she popped herself free, giving her a sort of 'I'm going to ambush you!' look to the poor person who'd stopped in front.
"Huuuurt." Thankfully the growl stopped and was soon replaced by words, Savior tumbling out of the pile with her hand still on her face. She'd managed to pick it enough until it was bleeding and the monster ignored the warm red liquid as it ran over her fingers, her concentration focusing on standing back up. It was only when she actually acknowledged that there was someone before her that she stopped whatever it was she was doing and froze, eyes wide open. "Oh."
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 7:00 am
Staring at the pile of sand rather intensively as if expecting something to pop out of it any moment, Lizzy cried out in surprise when something did pop out of it, taking a step back instinctively. The look the other ghoul was giving her was returned with a frown as her muscles tensed, responding to the rather hostile growl; seems like at least Red would be happy to know that all the fights the school had threw the students in had caused her to develop somewhat in the area.
However, when she realized that the ghoul was hurt and bleeding from a wound on her face, her eyes widened as she took a step forward, her frown deepening as she raised a hand, "S-stop that! You'll make it worse!" She still didn't feel very comfortable around her, but if she was hurt, then it might explain her earlier "hostility". When she did stop, however, Lizzy found herself in a sort of staring contest with her, not quite sure what to say. Finally, after a moment's hesitation, she nodded, "Hello? Ah, might want to patch that up..."
She gestured briefly at her face.
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