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-I smile softly at sal and sit down- How was that?
Positive!
(what?! I'm on sals side... Damn there goes my resorting to cannibalism and eating him!) -I nod and fall silent backing against the railing...
-I blush a little and finish. I realize most of the people have fallen silent and were listening. I blush more and pretend to bow-
-I roll my eyes and call after him- Wadda I do?
Do it... Probably be quicker -I close my eyes-
How...? -I look up at him, my tears clouding my contacts-
-I tap my foot softly and stand up- You change your mind like a girl changes clothes. Yea, you PMS like a bitch I would know
It doesn't matter I'll go. My arm can't heal like this -I try to sallow around the huge lump in my throat-
Adventure vs. slaughter for killing the mayors son... Not a hard choice
My mom took me here... To get rid of my powers... I have scars. -I pull up my pant leg with my unhurt arm. There's stitches all around the nine...
Haha. I need more interest first
-I slide my dagger into my hand from my back belt loop just in case, swiftly putting the coins in my pocket.- Williow. I don't have a last name....
(lmao it's just automatic now. Don't worry I like solitude most days) -I shudder and breathe deeply- Nothing please don't worry
-he arm nearly catches me in the jaw I'm so short- Jane Barker -I smoothly lie-
(my moms always out of town for work my relatives are up north and my dad and brothers could care less) -I try to stop a tear from sliding down....
-I leap lightly on behind the man grasping a handful of coins in the process. There's no way he missed the tugging inside his pocket and I have no...
Fine. -I grit my teeth- (I do it every year and I cry everytime)
Hmm... I can do screamo otherwise I'm soprano. -I run over hot and cold in my head-
(it depresses me when I bake my own birthday cakes..) -I wince. When I block out emotions my own jump forward causing me pain in my arm-