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 Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2006 6:33 pm
[[ Setting: City, lots of Alleys, near a playground, and the sun is setting. Everyone welcome! ]]
Anya huddled up in between two large trash cans. It was so loud.. She shivered quietly, and looked at her pitiful amount of money. Three dollars. Great. She wouldn't last much longer.. She'd have to go back to Uncle soon.. God, she didn't want to. Anya curled up a little tighter, and covered herself with a sweater. Why had she run away? It was stupid, she realized. Why had she been so stupid? Because she was.. The thirteen year old looked up at the sky, and wondered why it had to be her. Her mother was dead, she was abused.. and she had only been gifted with self pity and stupidity. She had never had a B in her life. But it wasn't time to think about that! Anya pulled herself back to reality, and stood up shakily. Food.. That was what she needed. Her eyes flicked back and forth, and the young girl crept around the alley, peeking into trashcans.
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Posted: Tue Jul 25, 2006 11:04 pm
Colby Hughes whistled as he made his way down the sidewalk, unrully brown hair was sticking out at odd angles, falling foreword just above his eyes. One hand was jammed inside a pocket, the other holding a foot long subway sandwhich, of which he took bites from in the middle of his whistling. He truly didn't have a care in the world. Soon enough he would be leaving this god-foresaken place, and be safely away from the opression of his parents.
Despite the fact that the guy was 22 years old, he had always lived under his parents. They had threatened to disown him, if he had persued the career that he had wanted. And so here he was now; A member of the Colorado Military Academy, and the newest gaurd on a resort island. It was so much diffrent than how he had planned his painting struck future...Oh well, he'd be gone soon...
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Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2006 8:37 am
Anya blinked, and peered up at the man that was passing her. The sandwich he was holding, however, was the only thing that held her attention. Mmm. Her stomach rumbled, and she was painfully reminded that she had to eat.
Did he notice her? Didn't seem like it. She crept up to him, so she was almost besides him, and reached out slooowly for the sandwich. Just a little bit.. besides, he could always get another.
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Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2006 10:35 am
Whirling around, Cole grabbed the girls wrist. "Just what do you think your..." He trailed off as he actually looked at the pickpocket, "Jesus, you're just a kid." He dropped his grip quickly a deep frown penetrating his face. "Are you that hungry kiddo?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2006 2:58 pm
Anya yelped as the man grabbed her wrist. She yanked hard, and tripped backwards onto the pavement. "Ple-please!" Her voice was high, and nervous. "P-Please don't take me back!" The girl backed up a bunch of steps, before stopping. "A-a little.." She answered very meekly. Oh god, what if there were posters? Hi might recognize her! Then it was back to Him..
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Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2006 3:03 pm
"Oh Jeez." He moved towards her cautiously keeping his hands where she could see them. He had hoped that this gesture would make her at least a little less frightened. "I'm not going to hurt you kiddo...I thought you were a pickpocket." As he reached the bottom of the stairs, he offered her the subway sandwhich. "Here, you need it more than I do. You look like you haven't eaten in days?" It was more of a question than a statement, this poor girl!
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Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2006 3:10 pm
Anya winced, and crept back some more, her thin, long stick figure showing she could run. And quickly. "Not.. ?" She had pefect speech, but nervousness tended to get the best of her. Sandwich? She snatched it out of his hand quickly, took a large bite of it. Shouldn't she run now? Maybe he had more food.. She decided to stick around a bit longer. Anya nodded in thanks. "Er.. Uh.. just.. just a couple. I think." She stood up, regaining her balance.
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Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2006 3:16 pm
"Naw I'm not going to hurt you, kiddo. It's not in my nature to pick on someone smaller than me..." He frowned and ran a hand through his mane of hair, "You haven't eaten in a couple of days? Don't you have a home, or someplace to go too?"
Across his shoulders, he had his art bag slung. Pulling it foreword he began to dig through it. "I know I've got a few candy bars somewhere in here....Ah here it is." Pulling a Snickers bar from his bag he offered it to the girl. He hadn't moved closer, seeing as how she backed away, so he stooped and craned to hand the bar to her.
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Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2006 3:21 pm
Anya blinked. "Okay.." She nodded, but paused on his next question. She nervously brought an arm to her other, rubbing it briskly. "Ye- err.. why should I tell you?" The tall girl looked around nervously. She was not going back. Never.
Candy! Anya grabbed it quickly, and stuffed it into her pocket for later. The sandwich was tucked into the small plastice bag she had slung across one arm.
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Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2006 3:26 pm
He shrugged, "Consider me a concerned citizen." He watched her snatch up the food. "It's not healthy for someone to be so hungry. It's not healthy and it certainly isn't legal." His tone had frosted, though it wasn't directed towards the girl herself, but rather at her situation.
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Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2006 3:29 pm
Anya eyed him nervously. 'Concerned Citizen'. Pah. Her eyes widened. 'Legal'? It wasn't? Oh.. Oh god. He was going to turn her in! Anya's head turned everyway, trying to think of an escape. Oh god.. She started to back up, getting ready to run.
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Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2006 3:32 pm
"Hey wait!" He started foreword, startled by her nervous response. Cole's eyebrows were compressed with concern. "Kiddo, what's wrong with you? Are you in some sort of trouble?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2006 3:35 pm
Anya trembled. Was he going to go after her? "Nu-Nu-not that I know.. Know of.." Her brain was screaming for her to run, he would find out, and she would go back! But her legs were frozen stiff.
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Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2006 3:39 pm
"Calm down Kiddo, I'm not going to hurt you. I want to help." He offered her his hand, his brows furrowed, but his eyes kind. He softened his voice, "Look, I can tell there is something wrong, it would be against my moral judgement not to try to help. You can trust me, honestly."
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Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2006 3:43 pm
Anya stopped planning her escape. For the moment. He.. he seemed nice enough. But so did He. Well.. he gave her food, didn't he? Start with basics.. "I'm.. I'm Anya.." She nodded quickly.
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