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Post by Milk on Nov 24, 2008 23:58:03 GMT -5
Taryn stared out the window of her new bedroom.
Moving. She hated moving. She missed the city.
She sighed and tucked one of her short strands of brown hair behind her ear and moved away from the window. Why her dad's job needed him in a small rinky-dink town, she'd never understand.
She manuvered her way through the boxes and outside, her wallet and cell phone in pocket, and her dog, Max, on a leash. "Lets go exploring, boy," she murmured and began to walk through the town.
It was about 6 in the evening, and the sun was setting. It was the middle of the end of the first semester of her last year in high school. I miss my friends, she thought sadly while her dog got acquainted with a tree. She waited patiently, just observing the new surroundings.
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Post by K-aos on Nov 25, 2008 2:05:44 GMT -5
A young man was poking an ant hill with a stick, they were ugly looking red ants. His dark eyes seamed to have no colour, but he had an odd child like fasintion with torchering the ants. his Jeens were dark blue gray and tatered his black skintight shirt had the sleaves ripped off, he had no shews on so he was trying not to step on ants. His hair needed a trim, it was shagy and very uneaven. His back was to her and their were two od looking deep V's were hi sholder blainds were. but they could have been from some kind of axodent.
He yelped and fumbled back on to his bum sudenly. he pulled up his pant led quickly, there was a huge fire ant biting in to his leg, it was tering off chunks. he ripped it off and hobled away from the ants blood running down his leg, on a clocer inspection one could see the blood was not just red... but seamed to have fleks of blue in it. He was siting on the ground in the shade squesing at it trying to get the venum out, growling to him self as he did so.
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Post by Milk on Nov 25, 2008 19:32:49 GMT -5
Taryn eventually spotted the strange boy, tilting her head to the side. Her dog, also curious, walked over and sniffed him then his wound, giving it a lick. "Max seems ta like ya," she said softly in greeting,"Hi."
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Post by K-aos on Nov 26, 2008 0:27:57 GMT -5
"hey" he looked up at her, and blinked, his dark eyes looked up at her.
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Post by Milk on Nov 26, 2008 19:09:08 GMT -5
She was silent for a moment, looking back at him, then nodded and left.
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Post by K-aos on Nov 26, 2008 22:34:54 GMT -5
"you'r new here?" he asked after her
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Post by Milk on Nov 26, 2008 23:17:49 GMT -5
She halted in her steps. "Yeah."
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Post by K-aos on Nov 27, 2008 12:16:37 GMT -5
"you want a ture guide?" he asked hopfuly as he slowly stood
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Post by Milk on Nov 27, 2008 12:18:00 GMT -5
"Er...Sure, just don't go in the woods," she requested. That was her other reason for the distaste of this town- the woods were so close.
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Post by K-aos on Nov 27, 2008 12:34:49 GMT -5
"Sad, their's a lot of beauty in them" he waked to her his hair falling around his eyes.
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Post by Milk on Nov 27, 2008 13:20:21 GMT -5
"Not really," she mumbled and looked up at him. "I'm Taryn."
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Post by K-aos on Nov 28, 2008 11:31:27 GMT -5
"Taryn, i'm Morcan. any thing potckuler your'll looking for? or want to see?"
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Post by Milk on Nov 28, 2008 13:29:49 GMT -5
"Not really..." she answered.
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Post by K-aos on Nov 28, 2008 17:32:40 GMT -5
"ok, i'll give you the full tour" He piunted to a blue painted mimmy mart. "they run a strip club out of the basment once a month, ever two monts it's mail striper. over there" a postoffice "the the third desk ban over with the go-tea seals met on wensdays and pot on thursdays. theis are a few girls and a guy the gasstation rents out. and the sherif is gay and only write tickes to wemon with the depudy isn't and only write tickets to men. any questions?"
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Post by Milk on Nov 28, 2008 21:08:12 GMT -5
"Not really..." she answered, the dog sniffing around.
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