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 Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 9:13 am
Okay so she was bored, that was the only way she could explain ending up at the museum. Booted steps echoed in the lone hall as she was currently in a wing that seemed to be rather empty. History of wars drolly past by as she paid them little attention. Her green dragon Hinder had been forced to stay outside as he was getting too large to follow her around inside.
Hands behind her head she paused momentarily to stare at a wax figure of some leader she was probably suppose to know the name of. All she could think was how unimpressive he was and kept on moving.
She was happy at least it didn't cost her anything to get in, as it was one of those 'be a tourist' in your own town sort of deals she just slipped on in. But seriously why was she here? Right, Ter was busy and she couldn't claim to have any real close friends besides her boy-toy. So she meandered and wasted time trying to find something interesting in this place.
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 9:35 am
Ritsa ran down the hallway in confusion. She had been separated from her mother after chasing a pretty butterfly, in an attempt to find her again she had run through isle after isle to no avail. It didn't help she had lost the butterfly she was chasing after in the first place. "Mommy!" She yelled her voice echoing down the empty halls. Her heart dropping as the first twinges of tears stung at her eyes. "Mommy..." Sniffling to hold back her tears taking heavy steps towards the end of the hall. There had been no one in site to help her!
Stubbornly rubbing her eyes to hold back the tears with another snuffle Ritsa blinked, looking up her eyes fell upon someone. Desperate Ritsa burst forward, tears falling from her eyes as she latched onto the mantis girls leg. Maybe she would help her find her mommy. Fists clutching whatever material she could find after burring her face in Zyanya. She was wearing her favorite yellow shirt and black pants. Ritsa also had a bag sitting on opposite shoulder and hip.
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2011 9:07 am
If there was something the older girl wasn't expecting it was having a toddler latched onto her leg. Her wings had sprung up in surprise, a loud cracking sound as the carapace on the outside of the delicate wings clicked together. Her first reaction was to punch, but given that it was something latched onto her lower leg instinct told her it was most likely a brat hugging onto her.
Mint eyes looked down narrowed as she spotted the rather ...strange looking child that was holding onto her leg. Great. She looked around trying to find the a*****e of a parent who let this child glom onto strangers but seeing it was just the two of them she was annoyed to find she would need to take responsibility.
"Hey kid, let go." Zyan stated a bit unkindly, "Don't you know it's rude to grab onto strangers?" The mantis went to push the girl away firmly. "And stop crying, blubbering won't fix anything." If there was one thing she couldn't stand it was a blubbering girl. Damsel's in distress irked her to no end, even if it was just a kid who was lost...she didn't need to be bawling.
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2011 9:51 am
Ritsa sniffled letting go of Zyanya's leg, rubbing the tears from her eyes she kept her head drooped shamefully. Her eyes were to clouded by tears to really take notice of the older girls wings. If she had been on more friendly terms she would have been completely enthralled by their beauty. "Sowy..." She huffed through the remnants of the after effect to crying. Her hands seeking out the bag strap across her body to hold onto, before wiping away the last of the tears. Ritsa just wanted to find her mother and return home where it was safe and warm.
Looking up with teal eyes pleading towards the mantis girl, Ritsa pulled herself under control with a great deal of effort. Though the slightest twinge control would be lost and she would be back into tears again. "Mommy..." She managed to get out blinking as she lowered her head to the ground again.
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2011 5:09 pm
Great a blubbering girl, why was it if it was a boy she'd find it almost adorable, but when it came down to it being a girl she felt it was pathetic. Upon closer inspection she noticed that the girl was fairly young still so she should be more understanding about her situation right? Wrong.
"Lost your mum..." She echoed the girls word as she took a look around and saw well... no one. It was just them. Glancing in the other direction it turned out to be a similar scenario. Great...
"Well crying isn't going to make your mother magically appear," She scolded placing her hands on her hips, "Where did you last see her?" She prompted as the best way to determine where the mother had been was by what had been around them at the time.
"What exhibit?" She prompted again in a impatient fashion.
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 3:29 pm
Ritsa mimicked the pretty woman in front of her, looking around for what appeared to be nothing. Sniffling before rubbing the back of her hand under what was now a runny nose, and wiping it off onto her own pants. Pouting as the woman seemed to be resenting Ritsa's need for help she seemed a little more hopeful when she spoke up asking where she had last seen her. Biting her bottom lip thoughtfully, she started scratching her arm nervously. She couldn't remember where she had last seen her mommy she had been too distracted by the butterfly.
Just as she was about to answer the girl Ritsa paused again, her fingers remained still instead of raking across her pale red skin. "What's Exbit?" She had never heard the word before and as such had no idea what the term meant. "Is it your pretty wings name?" That must be it, Ritsa thought, after all she had named her teddy bear Marshet and her mother called the stuff on her head hair. At least for now the child wasn't crying and seemed to be under control.
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Posted: Wed May 04, 2011 9:40 pm
Zyanya should of been flattered but instead she snapped her wings shut as if annoyed.
"No those are wings. An exhibit is that, a display." She explained pointing to a knight in full armor standing with a red rope around it indicating you were only to look not touch.
"What was in the room? Paintings? Cave men? Animals?" The mantis prompted again her patience wearing thin. She didn't exactly want to wander about the whole museum to find the girls mother....though she could just take her directly to the lost and found. Perhaps that would be the best answer.
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2011 11:48 am
Ritsa blinked at the sudden disappearance of the pretty wings biting the inside of her bottom lip uncomfortably. Her lip trembled as she was brought back to the verge of tears, she couldn't remember a knight exhibit anywhere near where her mother was. All she could remember was chasing the pretty bug until she got lost.
Sniffling to hold back her tears in case the girl in front of her got angry for it, Ritsa started to scratch her arm nervously again. Her foot twisted on the floor below her, bright green eyes looked up at Zyanya carefully. "I not remember..." Rista meekly replied. Furrowing her eye brows in concentration she could remember grass. "But there was grass." She pointed out, hopping the girl wouldn't get angry with her.
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Posted: Fri Apr 13, 2012 2:35 pm
Grass......
Zyanya's face went blank a moment. Grass? Where in this entire museum was grass? She sturggeled to remember any exhibits that may of had grass in it. AH! maybe the wild life exhibit.
"Maybe your mom is at the wild life exhibit. Do you remember seeing any animals?" She inquired as she offered the girl her hand desperate to drag her to that exhibit quickly.
"Come on lets hurry, if your mom's still there at least..." Zyanya sure hopped the girl's mother was still there. If not there was something about taking her to the lost and found that seemed to be a pleasant thought.
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Posted: Fri Apr 13, 2012 2:46 pm
Ritsa clutched onto Zyanya's hand tightly for fear of loosing her way again, smiling up at the girl trusting she would help her find her mommy. Even if the girl helping her looked scary and mean, she was helping so maybe people who looked scary and mean were really friends? "Wide life ex bit." Ritsa shrugged helplessly looking around her in ever direction. "No, no animas" The small red girl proclaimed sadly, "But I did see a dwagon... uhm a long time ago." shifting her face from a frown to a bright beaming grin Ritsa was happy to remember such a strange occasion. Was this what the lady was asking for?
Scratching her arm lightly Ritsa looked back in the same direction the cranky lady was looking. She didn't seem to recognize this way at all.
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Posted: Fri Apr 13, 2012 2:51 pm
The more they walked the less likely it seemed this was the right direction, in fact she stopped suddenly and thought on it. What had she said? A dragon. Grass and a dragon....had..her mother been outside where Hinder was?
SHe looked down to the little girl and pondered how...good idea it was to take the girl outside of the musuem. After all wouldn't it be considered kidnapping?
Sighing she rubbed her face with her free hand. "Ever seen a real dragon before?" The mantis girl asked as she turned around suddenly heading back the way they had come. Maybe if she left the little brat with her dragon she can go back and tell someone ...the ..authorities? about the girl.
Of course..she probably should do that first. But she didn't like the idea of leaving the girl with ...adult strangers.
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Posted: Fri Apr 13, 2012 3:00 pm
"That's what I said, I saw a dwagon!" Ritsa once again proclaimed proudly. "It was this big!" Stressing how big the dragon she had seen was Ritsa began standing up on her tip toes and reaching her fingers as high into the air as she could. Wiggling her fingers for more height in her showing off it wasn't long before Ritsa's face lost its beaming smile before she gave up and looked back up at the girl. "To big for me to show."
Twisting her lips into a mock of her mothers thoughtful expression, the worms bright green eyes fell flat upon the butterfly she had been chasing before she got lost. "There you are! Bad but fwy! Bad!" Letting go of Zayn's hand Ritsa proceeded to attempt to follow the butterfly in an attempt to catch it.
Hanging on the wall in her room. Chehero had mounted a couple of the best caught butterflies from their picnic in a glass box in her room. Having those always seemed to make her mom smile so she had to get it for her, maybe it would make this lady smile too.
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Posted: Fri Apr 13, 2012 3:13 pm
Zyan hated to admit that the girl was pretty cute, after all 'THIS BIG' was pretty adorable coming from a toddler who had to stand on tip toes to indicate something bigger than herself.
Then...she was off chasing after a...butterfly? What did this child have the attention span of a gnat?
"Hey! No come back here! Chasing that thing got you lost inthe first place remember?" She shouted after the small child and went after her trying to grab ahold of her shirt collar so that she would slow her down.
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Posted: Fri Apr 13, 2012 3:52 pm
"Got you!" Ritsa's eyes stared forward focusing intensely on the butterfly, cupping her hand out in front of her as she prepared like a kitten to pounce and catch the butterfly she leaped forward just before Zyan was able to grab hold of her shirt. Shifting her hands swiftly like she was taught by her mother Ritsa promptly was tugged backwards. Taking a moment to adjust Ritsa looked up at Zyan, "Did you want?" Offering up her cupped hands the small toddler smiled up carefully.
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2012 8:23 pm
Zyanya looked at the child incrediously and just sighed and shook her head,
"No wonder you get lost kid...you can't just wander off cause you see something shiney." She lectured the kid not realizing how much of an 'adult' she was sounding. If she heard herself she probably would of dragged herself away and gave herself a stern talking to.
"You can have it...I am a bug...a type that eats other bugs...so I don't want to be tempted." She lied, the sheer idea of eating abutterfly ...seemed grotesque.
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