/:/The Gray Bandanna\:\ (Open)
Jan 20, 2011 19:05:52 GMT -5
Post by Nervoux on Jan 20, 2011 19:05:52 GMT -5
(Haha it's okay, and in my last post I meant to say that 'she hoped they wouldN'T get seperated 
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Thalia pushed through the crowd, quickly side-stepping through the legs and feet that blocked her path. She tripped as she finally reached the edge, breathing hardly from the work it required to get through. She quickly took out her long french-braid, redoing it and tying it with her tattered old yellow ribbon.
She turned around with a slight smile, expecting to see Marina right behind her. Her eyes widened slightly, worry flooding through her instantly. Her gaze darted around anxiously as she stood on her tip-toes, trying to see over the tall crowd. 'Oh no, I should've told her where I was going' she thought in dread. Many people bumped into her, obviously not thinking about saying sorry to the skinny little girl who was trying to find her friend.
"Marina!" she called out, her young voice probably not traveling very far over the large mass of people. She could see many people staring at her curiously, some chuckling and continuing on their trouble-free way. She continued to call her namedespite the looks she was receiving. 'Maybe I should go back in' she suddenly thought, once again looking for a opening through the people.
)Thalia pushed through the crowd, quickly side-stepping through the legs and feet that blocked her path. She tripped as she finally reached the edge, breathing hardly from the work it required to get through. She quickly took out her long french-braid, redoing it and tying it with her tattered old yellow ribbon.
She turned around with a slight smile, expecting to see Marina right behind her. Her eyes widened slightly, worry flooding through her instantly. Her gaze darted around anxiously as she stood on her tip-toes, trying to see over the tall crowd. 'Oh no, I should've told her where I was going' she thought in dread. Many people bumped into her, obviously not thinking about saying sorry to the skinny little girl who was trying to find her friend.
"Marina!" she called out, her young voice probably not traveling very far over the large mass of people. She could see many people staring at her curiously, some chuckling and continuing on their trouble-free way. She continued to call her namedespite the looks she was receiving. 'Maybe I should go back in' she suddenly thought, once again looking for a opening through the people.
