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Name: Amami Nakamura
Age: 22
Personality: Quite, timid, friendly
Bio: She normally doesn't talk to many people, so she doesn't ever really get around to telling anyone either.
Other: She likes to get people to smile, even if it takes forever for her to warm up to someone
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Blonde hair flowed gently behind her in the gentle gust of wind as she walked, her blue eyes looking around nervously while she stood in the middle of a rather empty sidewalk, but the occasional man or woman would pass by her and bump into her on accident, bringing up a storm of apologies and studdered words that would seem to pour out of her mouth. Amami had only moved in about two days ago, and already she was wondering if it was a good idea. One of her dainty hands came up to the hollow of her neck where a thin silver heart shaped outline dangled fragilely from a thin and delicate golden chain and her thin fingers fiddled with it out of habit, her other slid into her tan jean shorts pocket and pulled out a little yellow device. Her cell phone. She flipped it open and looked at the screen with hesitation. It wasn't even past 10 a.m. and she was already lost in the town. Sighing quietly, Amami began to slowly walk down the cracked, concrete sidewalk after slipping the phone back into her pocket helplessly, "Oh geez, what am I going to do now?" she questioned herself, turning a random corner, hoping to find what she'd been looking for, but, of course, it was only a road filled with more unknown stores and buildings. Her red, long-sleeved, turtle neck sweater stuck out like a giant flashing billboard compared to the dull colors of her surroundings. She looked up at the blue sky, squinting a bit as the sun shone directly into her eyes, the warm spring air was beginning to make herfeel a bit warm in her outfit, but she preferred it that way.

Amami bit her lip gently as she looked around, for the bazillionth time, and sighed, "Maybe I should just go back home...?" she said quietly, beginning to turn back down the corner she came from, but realized that she'd forgotten the way she'd come, her hopes of sitting at home and reading a book slowly slipping out of her reach, "Oh.... why'd I have to choose today to get lost?" she complained almost silently, frowing as she looked for the street signs, hoping to use them to guide her back home. She found that the coner she was on was where 32nd Street and Overland Avenue met, both were unfamiliar names to her and she didn't know where to go from here. She spotted a bench near by, the kind that had advertisements on the back of them, and she sat down on it, fiddling with her necklace again as she pulled her cell phone out again, pushing buttons as she tried to text one of her friends who'd told her they lived in this city.

Amami closed both her eyes and her phone after she sent the text and let her phone rest in her lap, leaning back on the bench as she took a deep breath. She opened her eyes as looked up at the sky again, watching the clouds slowly roll by overhead as she waited for her phone to beep and vibrate, her fingers still messing with her necklace. For a while, she looked as if she were thinking of noting, just staring at the clouds boredly, but she was having a total nervous break down. What would happen if a group of people came and mugged her? What if someone came and held a gun against her head and used her as a hostage in some hot police chase? What if someone talked to her? Obviously the first two where blown wayut of proportion in her worried mind, but the last one was oh so very possible, and was most likely to happen at any given moment.

Jumping at the sudden voice that was so close to her, Amami's head whipped to the side to look at the man, "U-um... y-yeah, I'm n-new here... I-I moved in a fe-few days ago..." she said, stumbling over her words clumsily as she almost dropped her cell phone when she jumped, holding it tight in her fingers as she looked at the man nervously. Just what she needed. To be confronted by a stranger in her paniced state and what's worse, is she was alone, therefore setting her more on edge. Her eyes studied him, he didn't look like the type of guy to just waltz up to people and say 'Hey, great weather we're having, huh?', and of course, Amami was always one to jump to conclusions, thinking that the man would want something from her, something she would be reluctant to give. Unfortunately for her, this time, she wan't quite so far fetch'd.

Amami swallowed hard, nodding her head once or twice, gently making her hair bob up and down, "Uh, th-thank you then.... Wh-what do you mean by r-rough... exactly...?" she asked, tilting her head to the side involuntarily as she looked at him with a bit of confusion. So far, the town didn't look that bad to her, but then again, this was the first time she'd actually looked around it. And it was day time, usually towns were pretty quiet during the day and dangeros at night if they were considered 'rough' to the residents. Shooing the thought away, Amami decided to NEVER go outside at night anyway, too afraid of something happening, even in the safest of towns.

[: o Oh noes Amami! Watch out for the creeper talking to you... he's got his brain in the gutter!!! Dx]

"A-ah... I see..." she said, flipping open her phone and pretended to act like she was lae for something, "Oh, gee. Lo-look at the time... I-I should get going now... Um.... Bye." she said, standing up and slipping her phone into her pocket as she turned to leave. She was oh so hoping that she was believable, as she continued to fillde with her necklace, praying in her head that the man wouldn't try and stop her at all.