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« Thread Started on Mar 3, 2008, 8:07pm » | ![[Quote]](http://s4.images.proboards.com/buttons/quote.gif) |
Sabrina Ashley Nye, Sabrina for short, is walking along a cemented walk way looking for a place to sit. Long black hair is blown off her shoulders as the breeze blows past her, almost feeling like it's trying to push her back. She fights against the wind and wonders why it is so windy on such a nice day.
As she continues to walk, birds fly up ahead. Sabrina moves into a jog to get some cover from the bird's waste. In her hands she carries a few pencils and a sketch book. She is in her light wash jeans that look like razors have attacked them and her dark purple wifebeater on. Covering up her arms was a black hoodie. Big blue eyes scan the premises to make sure all was well.
She sits under a tree and begins to look for something that would bring her art to life. She begins to think this place would fail her, but right as she began to lose hope, her eyes spotted a cute old couple on a bench enjoying the view, hand in hand. A smile creeps upon her face and her hidden talent begins to grow and she takes up all the room on her paper to draw what she sees. As she draws the cute old couple, beginning their features and adding in the brush behind the bench and the fountain, a few kids slowly walk in front of her. When they are gone, the couple begin to walk away. A frusterated and disappointed look overcomes her face and her expression shows no more happiness or hope, only shame.
She blows her bangs out of her face and then just sits there looking around as if she was a spy, hoping for someone to come along and sit with her.
If not this place, there was always the club.
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« Reply #1 on Mar 6, 2008, 10:44pm » | |
Lynna sat on the top of a sturdy branch, one she had since sat on for the past ten minutes. In her hands was a recently stolen half-eaten ham and cheese submarine sandwich, lifted out of the bag of an absent-minded high-schooler. She had removed the ham and tossed it to a local homeless dog she had grown accustomed to. There were two cheeses, a sharp thin cheese and a larger, stronger cheese. She couldn't identify the names, only that they resembled her favorite.
It took her awhile before she noticed someone sitting under her. Immediately, her mind went into a cascade of different thoughts. Her mind instantly went through the person's worth as a potential target and came through wanting. She found her art equipment intriguing, but Lynna's own lack of skill in the art of drawing caused her to disregard it. She started looking through her posture. She lacked the bold, happy expressions she had seen from the usual visitors of the park. She looked lonely, which only served to intrigue her more.
On the other side of her mind, she began having wild fantasies about being a spy, sneaking up on this unsuspecting individual and making off with the secrets of a new Tupolev Tu-119! Knowing that she was giggling about an immature fantasy didn't stop her from mindlessly experiencing it. She refocused herself back into reality and finished her sandwich. She looked back down at this person and decided she wanted to talk to her. The logical part of her brain didn't have time to ask why when she said the word familiar to all of humankind.
"Hello!"
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« Reply #2 on Mar 7, 2008, 7:46pm » | |
As she was sitting there, thinking she was all by herself, she sees a piece of ham go flying by down to a noticably homeless mutt. Suspicion ran through her mind and showed on her face.
"What the. .?" She whispers to herself. Confused of how the ham could have gone flying in the air. As she ponders the thought for a moment, she realizes an answer to her own question. Sabrina looked up the harmless tree she took rest under and saw a figure. At first she couldn't really make out the person's face, but when they said 'hello', she knew it was a girl. Probably not much older or younger than herself.
"Uhmm. ." Sabrina hesitates to make words as she starts wondering how the girl got up there in the first place, like how a cat gets stuck in a tree. "Hi. . .?" She sets aside her sketch pad and her drawing pencils and she stands up, stepping a few feet back so the sun would stop attacking her eyes and allow her to see the girl.
"Hey, I'm Sabrina. What's your name?"
She continues to stand there, noticing the silence following her words. -Gahh I wish she would come down here, the sun is really getting to me.- She thinks to herself. "Come down here, the sun is making me go insane." Sabrina says this kindly and kind of sarcasticly, but careful not to offend her.
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Lynna Bridgett
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« Reply #3 on Mar 9, 2008, 1:21pm » | |
She mouthed the words silently to herself as she stood still for a moment to process what she heard. Sabrina, derived from the Latin name for the River Severn, one of the major rivers in the United Kingdom. She kicked her leg up and pushed herself off the branch. She landed on the floor, her legs bending to absorb the landing. She rose up, brushing the mess of the tree from her long t-shirt that made her look she was wearing a robe. Quickly shuffling to the best upright respectful stance she could muster, she cocked her head and flashed a bright smile.
"My name's Lynna. Lyn! Please, call me Lyn."
She looked around the park. It was a melting pool for different social groups. Few came to the park without someone else, a behavior Lynna noticed over the last months. This made her all the more interested in this person. What was her story? What was she here for? Lynna giggled at the thought of interrogating someone she had never even met. She clasped her hands behind her back and leaned forward. She kept herself as innocent looking as possible.
"Never seen yah before, Miss. Whatcha doing here?"
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« Reply #4 on Mar 10, 2008, 12:02am » | |
She watches the mysterious girl as she gently comes down, landing on her feet like a cat. As the girl stands up and straightens her back up and holds her up more, Sabrina smiles when she hears her reply.
"Ahh, Lyn, nice to meet you."
Sabrina gives a polite smile and nods to her, letting her know she acknowledges her presence. "Hmm what am I doing here. .? I'm not very sure. Well, my adoptive parents moved here with me when they adopted me so yeah I guess that pretty much sums it up." She gives a sorrowful sigh, not meaning to release some of the hurt, anger, pain she held inside for so long. She shakes her head to stop thinking about the past with her real family and how one thing could have happened so quickly as it did. "Anywho, what are you doing here? And does anyone ever socialize in this socially-dead place? Sheesh."
Sabrina looks around as she waits for an answer. Thoughts begin running through her head, wondering the same about Lyn;; why is she here and who is she here with? Does she have a family?
"Oh and, please, don't call me 'Miss', I'm probably not that much older than you." She giggles a little bit to show that she wasn't trying to be rude.
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« Reply #5 on Mar 10, 2008, 10:00am » | |
She thought of the park. The largest congregation of the most absent-minded people in the town. It was one of her main sources of targets. Some brought their lunches to eat in the park. Thus the source of her stolen ham and cheese sandwich. She had stolen thousands of things from the park; food and jewelry. Jewelry was useless to her in a logical sense, but she was attracted to shiny objects. She imitated Sabrina's sigh and blinked.
"Most people here are too focused on the people they know to care about the people they don't." She flashed a smile, shook her head to the side and stuck her tongue out. "They're all boring anyway! I'm only here 'cause everything looks pretty... And 'cause people bring easily stolen food here..." She blushed, shifted her arms forward and tried to make herself look as innocent as possible. It had only been a minute and she was already telling her she was a thief. The logical part of her mind was chastising her for being so stupid, so she hoped she wouldn't take it the politically correct way like she expected her to.
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« Reply #6 on Mar 10, 2008, 3:44pm » | |
Sabrina's face changes from content to shocked. This stranger was already telling me more than I probably should have known. But in a split second she relaxes once again and forgets about it. What Lyn could steal from her she could most likely buy again.
"Ahh so you're a little thief, aye? Oh well. Whatever floats your boat and peels your banana." She laughs a little and looks at Lyn with a 'whatever I dont care if you steal' look.
"What's so good to steal around here, anyways? Bellybutton lint? Sick." Sabrina laughs a bit louder this time, knowing that she was being a distraction. "So where do you live?" As soon as she said this she knew she should have bitten her tongue and not have asked, but she never thought about what she was saying unless it was necessary.
"Gahh I'm so bored. Soooo. ." Sabrina actually takes time to think this one over. "Have you seen any. . cute guys around?" She gives a sly smile to Lyn, wanting to know more information.
"I dont know what's wrong with me, I'm just so bored and I'm trying not to go home for now, at least. I'm a very social person and this social person needs to socialize like woahh crazy. Now."
She giggles and continues to walk, then turns and stops, waiting for Lyn to come along.
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