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Post by kin navarre fleureswa on Dec 4, 2010 19:43:49 GMT -5
the power to be strong,
and the wisdom to be wise… [/b][/color]  KIN FLEURESWA[/size][/b] ====================================[/center][/color] Kin was lounging about in the courtyard. For the moment she was leaning on the fountain in the center of it. She was in a great mood. She had spent her morning taking me-time. She had enjoyed an amazing work out, then a bubble bath. She had shaved her legs, washed her hair a few times and then gotten dressed in her favourite shirt and jeans. The shirt had long flaring black sleeves and a patter on it over red fabric. It was rather dressy for a casual day but everyone had their days where they wanted to look pretty right?
Her black boots had taken a moment to get on, as they came up to her knees over top of her jeans and tied at the top. They were heels and also Kin’s favourite boots. Her black socks were hidden within on her small feet. She had tied her hair into a ponytail and then used a black hair clip to clamp it against her head directing the hair flow upward so it sprouted up behind her head and fell over itself forming a sort of spiked crown with the shorter pieces. Her ears had her favourite red feather earrings and around her neck was the matching necklace. She looked damn good today.
But after her personal morning was over she had no idea what to do with herself, so she wandered outside. She looked amazing so why not show it off? She found herself in the courtyard in no time and now she wasn’t sure where else to go. She had been having a fantastic week and hadn’t had an outburst yet this week. Though, she had done more working out than normal. Kin was in a small bit of denial that she had a problem on the outside, but inside she felt better when she didn’t attack someone. It was something she was working on.
Kin was here because her parents had sent her after she had several outbursts resulting in her throwing things and destroying things. The worst had been when they told her she was coming here at all. She had even thrown knives about leaving them embedded in the wall. Since then she had gotten good enough to be only a slight risk. But the staff here still kept an eye on her, they did need to after all.
Kin flicked a loose strand behind he ear and leaned over the fountain to look in a moment before easing back with a sigh. Yes, she was bored. And a bored Kin was a bad thing. She could feel her desire to do something rising and that feeling when she was as bored as she was right now usually resulted in her getting violent with some poor inanimate object. She turned and walked to a bench easing herself down and tried to think of a way to entertain her time…people were all about but as of yet she didn’t recognize any of them. Maybe if she walked around she may find someone? Despite the thought in her head she still stayed seated, her eyes on the fountain…
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Post by salvatorie monte negro on Dec 10, 2010 23:45:46 GMT -5
 when the devil wants to dance with you ,YOU BETTER SAY NEVER[/color][/font] because a dance with the devil might last you forever[/color][/font] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/color][/center][/color][/font]
The morning began as it always did. After all, it had to remain constantly the same, or Salvatorie would end up having to jump out the window. His OCD hadn’t gotten any better or worse since he’d been admitted into the academy. He did not think it was too bad. In fact, he quite enjoyed himself. He had a moderate amount of friends, and no one was that judgmental of him. That is, except for the stupid psychiatrists. But what did Salvatorie care? Compared to the majority of people within the perimeter, he was pretty normal. What was wrong with some minor Obsessive Compulsiveness? He enjoyed keeping himself looking straight and sharp and clean. Being at the academy did not affect him at all.
He got up, showered, shaved, brushed his teeth, and gotten dressed. He had to do everything in that order every day, for the rest of his life. There was nothing wrong with a little order here and there. Salvatorie just appreciated himself a little more, that was all. It was frustrating though, and sometimes when things did not go his way, he would be a terrible and angry individual. Hell, sometimes he got really angry, but not in a sense where he became very violent. He was never violent unless it was in order to protect himself or someone close to him.
Salvatorie had his eyes on the ground as he walked, counting every step he made until the rushing sound of water reached his ears. He looked up, and saw Kin standing there peering in. He smiled to himself and admired her from afar for a moment. She was dressed mighty fine today in his eyes, but then again, Kin always dressed beautifully. Her attire was pretty unique and breathtaking, and you were definitely able to point her out in a crowd with her snowy white hair. She looked like an angel, and Salvatorie had to rip his eyes away just so he could concentrate.
Kin was a good friend to him, and she was quite the character.
To a lot of people she was a total turn off because of her nonchalant attitude, but that did not affect Salvatorie in the least bit. He enjoyed her company, and when people actually went out of their way to get to know her as he had done, she was a good girl to talk with. She was intelligent and refreshingly original, which was why Salvatorie got along with her so much. Yeah, she had definitely snapped at him here and there about little things, especially with his OCD. She would find it annoying, and flick him shit about it. Strangely enough, he didn’t mind it. It was the attitude he appreciated and the attitude that took his focus off of himself and onto her.
Salvatorie approached her from the side, and still admired her. She was a huge contrast to the green of the courtyard around her, and was almost forest like. The red in her clothes and jewelry stood out the most. It was the color of passion, and whether or not Salvatorie wanted to admit it or not, he was definitely passionate about Kin. He finally reached her side, and slightly leaned against the fountain’s edge. “Hey there, beautiful,” he complimented. “You’re looking pretty nice today. What’s the occasion?”
"Close your eyes.""You first."555 WORDSKIN FLEURESWA TAGGEDClickity OUTFITtemplate by LISA@GBBS, lyrics by immortal technique CREDITRAWRR! NOTES [/color][/font][/RIGHT] |
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