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Not sure anymore [open] Jun 27, 2012 15:59:28 GMT -5

Post by MeganMay™ (9/3-9/5) on Jun 27, 2012 15:59:28 GMT -5

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Elizabeth was walking around her sky blue room. Pacing was more of the word to describe what she was doing, but never the less, she was bored. Lizzy had nothing to do since she was an only child. Her peacemaker of a father was out working the streets of District 2 while her mother stood cooking away in the kitchen for tonight's dinner.

Lizzy was told to help her mother cook but she didn't want to cook. She wanted to go outside and she was sent to her room for disobeying her mother. She was tempted to sneek out of her first-story window but she would have to sneek past the kitchen window where her mother was cooking to go anywhere.

I would do anything to get out of this house. Lizzy thought to herself as she walked over to her open window. She put her elbow on the windowsil and place her chin in her hand. She sighed as she looked out at the beautiful day. The sun was still high in the sky seeing as it was only around 3 in the afternoon.

Just as Lizzy was about to give up in looking for a way out, she saw somebody walking on her sidewalk. She hissed just loud enough for them to hear. "Psst. Hey, you!" The person turned in her direction,"Hey, can you help me out of my house?" She asked the complete stranger as she awaited their answer.

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Not sure anymore [open] Jun 28, 2012 22:52:30 GMT -5

Post by gm bourgeois decadence [aya] on Jun 28, 2012 22:52:30 GMT -5

Streets with flags unfurled like treasure
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Just don't ask me to stay 'cause I'll be gone
But it's alright I'm OK - always

Vespasian Athenry —

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It being somewhere around three or four in the afternoon, Vespasian Athenry had just left the house, having gotten out of bed somewhere between noon and one and having spent the bulk of the morning — or, his party-boy equivalent to what most people considered 'morning' — making himself look presentable. Especially in District Two, where half of the people looked as though they put maintaining their appearance — at least, the build part of their appearance — above all else, and the other half did spend the better part of their day bulking up and then failed to shower after. This was why, in general, Vespasian did not devote any more than the bare minimum of his time to the career training that he'd signed himself up for — and that was why he wasn't very good at it.

On that particular afternoon, Vespasian didn't know precisely where he was headed. Perhaps he'd swing by Mark's house to see if there were any raging parties coming up that he'd make plans to attend, or perhaps he'd visit Pongo to see what sort of baked goods would be coming out of his mother's kitchen that day. If he was feeling truly adventurous, he might try to track down his little sister and see what she was up to, though most likely she'd huff at him for trying to impose.

A stroke of luck provided him with a certain amount of entertainment before he'd even left his neighborhood; as he passed by one otherwise unremarkable house a few streets away from his, Vespasian was stopped by a girl who was calling out of her window. "Psst," came the voice, causing the tall, wiry boy to wheel around. "Hey, you! Can you help me out of my house?"

At first, he was somewhat baffled by the request. How hard was it to leave your own house in the middle of the day? But between his boredom his natural curiosity, Vespasian made an inquiry about the task at least. "What?" he asked, voice inadvertently dropped to a dramatic whisper to match the stealthy mood. "The window's no good?"

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Not sure anymore [open] Jun 29, 2012 8:46:12 GMT -5

Post by MeganMay™ (9/3-9/5) on Jun 29, 2012 8:46:12 GMT -5

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Elizabeth looked as the boy reeled back around towards her. "The window's no good?" He asked her. Lizzy almost rolled her eyes if weren't for the fact that she needed to get out of the house. She laughed in a whisper, but just enough for the boy to hear her.

"I need help because my mother is in the next room," I spoke in the same tone the boy had been using. "I need to get out of the house. I am locked in my room because I wouldn't help my mother cook. My peacemaker father locked me up." Lizzy stopped and pondered for a second thinking of what she would ask the boy to do. "Hey, what is your name?"

Lizzy wondered aloud at the boy as she thouht. She wanted to make friends with the boy but she needed out as soon as possible. Lizzy knew the only way out was to make good with the boy and that is what she thought she needed to do and it is what she was going to do.

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Not sure anymore [open] Jun 29, 2012 23:29:25 GMT -5

Post by gm bourgeois decadence [aya] on Jun 29, 2012 23:29:25 GMT -5

Streets with flags unfurled like treasure
Thank me for my words, it's a pleasure
Just don't ask me to stay 'cause I'll be gone
But it's alright I'm OK - always

Vespasian Athenry —

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As soon as the girl mentioned that she had to get past her mother, Vespasian finally understood what she was saying: she was sneaking out, something that he could sympathize with. Being largely unused to rules and structure, he didn't exactly see why refusing to help cook would result in being locked up, but he wasn't about to judge. Maybe she'd done something else, but there wasn't any reason for him to muse about what that could be. Under stricter guardianship, Vesp himself doubtlessly would've been similarly grounded dozens of times.

She asked for his name, and he started to give it to her, but promptly shut it to think of an alias, seeing as her father was a peacekeeper. He didn't need the authorities snooping around in his business, so it was better not to give her his real name. "I'm Spurius," he told her quite casually, as if he'd rehearsed the lie a dozen times. It wasn't as if she'd know the difference, and he'd correct himself once the threat of being accused of kidnapping a peacekeeper's daughter had passed. It isn't kidnapping if she's asking me to, he reminded himself. Liberating is a much better word for it.

He gave a slight bow, keeping his lean profile low so as to not be seen from the next window over. "And whom do I have the pleasure of rescuing today?" he inquired in a cringe-worthy attempt at being suave. Hastily, he cobbled together a plan to distract the girl's mother that he hoped would work. Of course, if everything went horribly wrong, he wouldn't be in any real trouble, seeing as the girl didn't even know his real name; all he'd have to do was dash off. She, on the other hand, could face some serious consequences — after all, what would parents who locked a girl up in her room for not cooking be willing to do in response to sneaking out? He wasn't exactly a philanthropist, but Vespasian was looking for some entertainment, and it seemed wrong to let the most promising escape from boredom get taken away simply because he hadn't thought out a plan.

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Not sure anymore [open] Jun 30, 2012 13:17:06 GMT -5

Post by MeganMay™ (9/3-9/5) on Jun 30, 2012 13:17:06 GMT -5

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"I'm Spurius," the boy said to Lizzy. He then bowed to her, almost making sure that he wouldn't be seen by her mother. "And whom do I have the pleasure of rescuing today?" Spurius said to Lizzy. She wasn't about to give her his name until he helped her out, but he gave her his name, so it was only fair that she should give him her's.

"My name is Elizabeth, but everybody calls me Lizzy." Lizzy looked around to make sure her mother was still cooking. And as far as she could hear, her mother was still cooking. She could hear her washing the dishes for dinner. "Hey, do you have a plan?" Lizzy asked him.

She wanted to know because she wanted to get out of the house ASAP. It was such a beautiful day and she didn't deserve to be locked away in her room. Lizzy pondered on the events that happened earlier that had made this moment happen

Lizzy had been talking to her mother on what she was going to make tonight because she wanted to go out. Her mother said something small and light so Lizzy could leave. But as soon as her father heard that, he came into the kitchen. "No you are not going out because you have to help your mother cook. I don't want you to go out tonight." His face showed he did, but his words said otherwise.
Lizzy didn't want to be stuck in the house so she said to her father, "No, I am going out because I asked mom yesterday and she said yes." Lizzy said standing up to her father. He didn't like it, so he said to Lizzy in his stren fatherly-like voice, "Well then, Elizabeth Rose Masters, you are grounded for not helping your mother cook."
Lizzy looked up at her father and then back to her mother. But all she did was have her head hang and go over to the sink. Lizzy looked back over at her father who now had his arms crossed over his chest. She screamed but went to her room.

Lizzy shook her head as if the memory would go away, but it didn't. So, she looked at Spurius longingly because she needed him to think of a plan to get her out and away from the house.

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Not sure anymore [open] Jul 9, 2012 14:04:45 GMT -5

Post by gm bourgeois decadence [aya] on Jul 9, 2012 14:04:45 GMT -5

Streets with flags unfurled like treasure
Thank me for my words, it's a pleasure
Just don't ask me to stay 'cause I'll be gone
But it's alright I'm OK - always

Vespasian Athenry —

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Vespasian chuckled, shaking his head as though incredulous that the girl would even suggest that he wasn't fully prepared one hundred percent of the time. Of course, he wasn't; on the contrary, the tall, gawky boy next to never thought things through. He crashed through life as a reckless ball of impulsivity, which lent itself to being able to think quickly on his feet and adapt as necessary when he fell into the sort of pitfalls that lack of planning caused. "Of course I have a plan!" he told her, a mischievous grin playing across his somewhat goofy features.

He glanced around for a flash of inspiration and found his epiphany in the front lawn across the street. He dashed into the neighbor's yard and quickly plucked a handful of flowers, which he arranged into a hasty bouquet. "Watch this, Lizzy," he said with a wink, "and be ready to go." He straightened his tie, cleared his throat, and made his way for the girl's front door. It was fortunate that he took such pride in his appearance that he always dressed with reasonable flair, as he looked quite legitimate. He cleared his throat and knocked on the door with three hard raps, the flowers in his left hand. It wasn't until he he began preparing his speech that he realized he'd made a slight miscalculation.

"Hey!" he hissed in the direction of the girl's room. "What's your last name?" It was quite crucial to the credability of his cover story that he knew. After all, if he were legitimately delivering flowers to the woman, he'd certainly have that information, and that was what Vespasian had planned on telling her he was doing.

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Not sure anymore [open] Jul 11, 2012 13:48:43 GMT -5

Post by MeganMay™ (9/3-9/5) on Jul 11, 2012 13:48:43 GMT -5

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"Of course I have a plan!" Spurius told Lizzy. She didn't fully believe him, but she had no choice. She either had to trust him enough to get her out of here, or not trust him at all and not go out. Lizzy took her chances and went with it.

Lizzy watched him get flowers and got bored. She didn't know the plan, but she was sure not to like it. She was starting to get bored as he was preparing himself for God knows what. But like she had thought before, she needed to trust what he was doing, even though she didn't know what the plan was and might regret it.

He sudddenly asked her for her last name. So, Lizzy responded, "Masters. Elizabeth Masters." Lizzy hissed out of her window. Making sure her mother didn't hear her. She wanted to get out and she didn't want to get caught.

Lizzy was soon pondering on what she was going to do once she got out. She might go out to that party she wanted to go to, but maybe she might stay with him. Just because he helped her and nothing more.

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