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It's Raining ((Open)) Feb 1, 2011 15:06:16 GMT -5

Post by iwriter on Feb 1, 2011 15:06:16 GMT -5

Keilyn Adams

Keilyn Adams strides down the street, which is slippery and wet. Her curly red hair is plastered down to her neck, her feet losing their grip on the pavement every now and then.
I hate this weather, She thinks. Her feet create tiny little splashes, soaking her feet even more than before. She pulls up the hood of her jacket, but quickly realizes that this is pointless. It's already soaked.
What's the point? She thinks, throwing down the hood. She gives a slight shiver.

Keilyn looks peers through the rain and sees what she ventured out into the icy rain for. The bakery. She runs for it, slipping and landing on her knees, but she gets back up. Keilyn finally reaches the door and pries it open, sighing as the warm air hits her. Her parents had sent her for bread, since they were running low. She walks around the small shop, dreading that she would eventually have to leave the warmth, eventually have to go back into the freezing rain. She mills around. Ten minutes pass and she still hasn't gotten the bread.

Keilyn grabs a loaf of bread. It's warmth seeps down into her core, seeming to melt her. She walks over to the cakes and acts like she's looking at one, possibly to buy. Keilyn looks out the window. The rain has let up a bit.
But perhaps if I wait a bit longer it will let up completely..

Last Edit: Feb 1, 2011 15:06:55 GMT -5 by iwriter

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It's Raining ((Open)) Feb 2, 2011 12:22:52 GMT -5

Post by BeyondSaving on Feb 2, 2011 12:22:52 GMT -5

OOC: I decided since no one was answering my thread or yours, I would move mine here, and edit it, and delete my thread to get an rp going, as long as its alright with you
BIC:

Here I am

Nikita Annebelle Roster

Drip. Drip. Drip
"How annoying" she thought sitting under, what used to be a home.
Her back against the cold, stone wall and her feet outstretched, the awning not able to cover them.
Every few seconds, one lone drop would shimmy itself down the roof, let itself flow. Its iciness would hang from the edge, and slowly plop right down on her long bare legs that neither the dress nor shack could protect. It wasn't like it had mattered, she was already soaked from the preceding storm. The powder blue dress hardly covered her knees, and was already ripped in every direction, hanging off her shoulder but was suitable for keeping her covered. Some parts of the cloth were soaked from the rain and darkened by wear.
She probably needed the sun to dry, but her shelter was keeping her safe, from humanity...

"They've ruined everything" it was an angry whisper as she looked around her district, and what she could see, what was still there- was in ruin.

Her thought came back, as she looked down, draping her long wet black tresses over herself and began to fidget with her hands. Keeping herself busy and keeping her mind calm.

"Who had lived here?" her mind raced as she felt the stone wall behind her suddenly grow colder, and the dirt she was sitting on, become a a judgmental companion.Dammit, here she way losing site of his own sanity, and being useless to the cause. Her whole body ached and trembled.

Nikita stopped fumbling around with her own torn up pale hands, and pushed them against the cold, ache inducing ground, and heaved her self up against the side of the house, looking out over what was still visible in the town.

The bakery....that place would be warm, warm enough anyhow. Maybe she could even get away with stealing a piece or two of the bread. So she left her little sanctum and began to make her way towards the shop in a drudging manner. Damn this horrible weather.

MY CHILDREN!!

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It's Raining ((Open)) Feb 2, 2011 23:43:14 GMT -5

Post by iwriter on Feb 2, 2011 23:43:14 GMT -5

Every now and then Keilyn glances out the window, but she already knows what she will see. Rain pelting down on the sidewalks. She takes a few deep breaths, trying not to let the gloomy weather bring her down. She keeps her eyes on the bread.

Keiltn regrets travelling in this weather, even if it would have meant disobeying her mother. A wisp of curly red hair falls in her face. Her hand automatically shoots up, tucking the loose strand behind her ear. Keilyn looks at the clock on the wall. She's been in the bakery for fifteen minutes now.

The baker must think that I'm trying to steal something, She laughs a bit under her breath. What else was there to do? Keilyn sighs. She really needed to do her homework. The problem was she felt like she couldn't drag herself out into the rain if she wanted to. She wanders back and forth from the cakes to the bread.

The cakes look delicious, with exquisite icing designs. She sees one that catches her eyes especially. Deep blue with violet flowers. She inhales the sweet and sugary smell, thinking of the skilled hands that must have spent at least an hour crafting the work of art before her. Keilyn looks at the coins in her hand, not nearly enough to pay for the cake in front of her. She tears herself away from it.

Mom and dad are probably worrying, Keilyn looks out the window, where the rain is still pitter-pattering against the streets and sidewalks. The thought of walking out into seems completely ridiculous to her.

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It's Raining ((Open)) Feb 3, 2011 20:29:55 GMT -5

Post by BeyondSaving on Feb 3, 2011 20:29:55 GMT -5

OOC: I'll bring in one of my male charries sooner or later
BIC:

Here We Go

“One day your life will flash
before your eyes. Make sure
its worth watching.”

Nikita was freezing, shivering after leaving the small amount of shelter she had at the run down shack, and was now close enough to smell the fresh bread and pastries.

Her long black hair plastered to her pale and now bump covered skin. Her bare feet pounding against the pavement as she ran a bit faster. This weather was not for her. Smoke filled the air flowing from the little building.

Finally, within a few feet of the door, she could reach out and grab its cold handle. She began to pull it open and the wave of heat hit her.

Hmmmm. she sighed. She wasn't the only one in here enjoying the heat. She looked over and saw a dainty little creature next to her.

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MY CHILDREN!!

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It's Raining ((Open)) Feb 7, 2011 8:09:26 GMT -5

Post by fighterkirby1998 on Feb 7, 2011 8:09:26 GMT -5

Robyn Evergreen
I walk through the pattering rain, the settling darkness making it hard to identify the puddles from gravel. Cold air blow past my cheeks and somehow find loopholes in my tightened jacket, creeping down my neck like ghostly fingers. I shrug that thought away and keep walking forwards in the icy sheets of rain hammering down on this dim world.

It's a thankful sight when the welcoming golden glow of the bakery hits my eyes, but what's even better is the fresh aroma of baking bread. I run forwards and shove open the door gladly, and leave the thundering rain behind me. I see another girl in the bakery also, with curly red hair that stands out from the gentle colors of the bakery immensely. I'm immediately suspicious; paranoia settles over me.

I shake myself dry the best I can and step into the bakery. The aspect of stepping back into the rain doesn't appeal to me, but I have to. Paranoia kicks in immediately, and I'm eager to leave the bakery.

I stride up to the counter, where the baker immediately looks up from behind it. I don't say anything, merely jab the glass that is the barrier between me and a loaf of regular white bread.

"How many?" the baker asks, used to my silent hand gestures and my unwillingness to speak.

I hold up two fingers, and the baker nods, hurrying to heat up the bread before I take it home. From my pockets, I take out some money to pay for the bread, and wait for it to come.

I spin around immediately, looking for signs of danger. The redheaded girl is wandering around, looking at the cakes, the bread, and everything else in between. She doesn't seem to be buying anything; her hands are empty. I'm immediately posed on my toes, ready to run for the door the moment the bread comes for me. The redheaded girl might be up to anything. Robbing the store, killing the employees, stealing money... I'd rather not be in the midst of it all, and I can't bother to warn the baker. I'm not the type to talk up.

The bread finally comes. I snatch it up gratefully as the baker pools his change for me. I take that too, and am about to walk through the door and back into the unforgiving rain when it bursts open and another girl emerges through it instead.

OOC: Nutmeg, don't worry, I know that you're not doing anything wrong, but believe me when I say that Robyn is absolutely paranoid about everything.

Um... did I do everything right? I mean, it's my first RP post and it's different from the way I normally do it... *is scared* Normally, I use asterisks and not the fanfic version and... um... yeah. Am I doing anything wrong? TELL ME! Please!

Last Edit: Feb 7, 2011 21:01:27 GMT -5 by fighterkirby1998

~Robyn Evergreen, District Six
~Proud TwistedJabberjay
~TEAM BLUE CUCUMBERS!

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It's Raining ((Open)) Feb 9, 2011 17:41:11 GMT -5

Post by iwriter on Feb 9, 2011 17:41:11 GMT -5

Keilyn looks up and sees a small girl with brown eyes. She looks the girl up and down, from her eyes which seem to be flickering all over the place to her small posture. Keilyn goes back to looking, happy at the thought that she wasn't the only small one in the world. The girl, however, looks nervous as ever to Keilyn. She wants to say hello to the girl, but judging by the way she's looking around Keilyn thinks the girl may strangle her.

Right then another girl bursts through the door, this one with blackish hair and no shoes. Keilyn feels a pang of pity for the girl, who is most likely homeless. Keilyn can't quite place the girl's age, which she's always been bad at, but she guessed the girl was in her teenage years.

Keilyn guesses that the girl is planning on stealing something, not that she was going to tell the baker. She wasn't going to say a thing.
Except maybe to the nervous girl, just to see how high she jumps, She thinks jokingly.

(OOC: I don't think you're doing anything wrong, but I'm pretty new to this too, haha.)

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It's Raining ((Open)) Feb 9, 2011 20:49:13 GMT -5

Post by fighterkirby1998 on Feb 9, 2011 20:49:13 GMT -5

Robyn Evergreen

The new girl seems even more likely to be a thief than the other one; dripping black hair, soaked to skin... and no shoes. I back away from the door in one fluid motion and look at the two girls with me: a redhead and a barefoot. I'm debating between staying in the bakery and have the protection of the baker over me, or running outside and take my chances against maybe more barefeet girls.

I decide to stay in the bakery. The rain doesn't seem welcoming either, and besides, I might be wrong about these two.

~Robyn Evergreen, District Six
~Proud TwistedJabberjay
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