reichan Guest
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Post by reichan on Jun 23, 2010 8:30:52 GMT -6
Mitsu walked through the beach and looked up at the sky. The sun was shining brightly and Mitsu was uncomfortable with the sun beaming down on her. She was surprised that she hasn't started to sweat. Mitsu found a spot to sit down and she put down a towel that she had with her and opened up the umberella that was in her hand. Mitsu put it by the towel so that she could have shade. She sat down on the blanket and stared at the water. Mitsu wanted to go in, but she was too worried about someone taking her stuff. She looked around to see if she has any friends around, but she could tired from looking and layed down. Mitsu started to doze off and fell asleep.
Mitsu woke up after sleeping for a little while and looked at the water as if she was in need of it. She sighed and sat up on her towel. Mitsu felt like she was dying from the heat, but she didn't want to leave her spot just so that someone can take her umbrella and towel. If I go out into the water, a dog could pee on my towel,
[/b] Mitsu thought to herself and shook her head. I should just go into th water instead of sitting here in the shade. Plus, I feel like I'll die from the heat,[/b] Mitsu tried to persuade herself mentally. She looked at the blue sky and layed back down. Mitsu was just going to fall back asleep and wait till someone she knows comes to the beach. [/blockquote][/blockquote][/font] NOTES. WORDS. 265 TAGS.
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tsubine Guest
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Post by tsubine on Jul 2, 2010 0:11:53 GMT -6
The only thing that I want from this world more than anything is simple...happiness...but knowing my luck, it will not happen." [/i] __________________________________ ::A young man, who looked no older than 17 (he's actually 18 and a senior), was lying in the sand. Most of his body was quite pale, with the exception being his hands. And even then, they were still pale. His mouth opened as he stretched his arms from under his head. A long, loud yawn soon bellowed from him. His body wasn't that muscular, but he wasn't muscle-less or chubby. Hell, he was the perfect size for a martial artist. He had no shirt on, but rather some....grey shorts? Not swimming trunks, no. They were plain grey shorts. And it wasn't like he had a bag with him. In fact, the only thing he had... was himself and his clothes. He let out another yawn as he sat up. He lazily looked around. Honestly, he was hoping to see Kyou, Ryou (to see where her sister was), or Tomoyo. However, as of now, they either weren't there or they were within viewing range. Either way, he couldn't see them. It made him sigh and drop his head. He wasn't a masochist. In fact, he was anti-violence...well...other than to protect something or someone. He put his hands in the sand, his eyes still half-closed, and pushed up. His body, which when he stood up was five-foot-ten, was slightly muscular. His white hair had bits of sand in the back, but it was hard to see the sand. The main feature that stood out, other than his white hair, was a scar on his left shoulder. It was about an inch down from the shoulder and was about half an inch thick and two inches long. As he stood up, he dusted his back off. He put his hand up to his mouth as he yawned once more. He continued to look around and noticed someone he had seen at his school. He halfway ran over to her.:: "Oh, aren't you Mitsu Akiyama from Hikarizaka High?"[/center]
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