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Post by Skye Muad'Dib on Nov 7, 2005 9:52:03 GMT -5
Eep! Master's leaving!" She realized five seconds after the fact. So she ran out of the store and followed them, not really talking, unless you count to herself. What do I say? I would be better just to be quiet for now. Maybe one of them will start up a conversation, and I'll be able to interject something exceptionally witty! In your dreams. Maybe this is a dream...
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Post by Joan Omnipresent on Nov 7, 2005 13:05:30 GMT -5
Joan looked back over her shoulder to see...a girl running to catch up. "Ali! Who's that? What's your name? Uh..." Man, I don't want to leave the group! What if we can't find them again? But if Tif dies from lack of oxygen, that won't be good either...agh!
"Okay...I kept hearing people introducing and saying their names and shouting and getting in little groups...you...I know you, you're my apprentice!" she grinned at Cailyn. "And that is..." She pointed to Lauren, who had just joined their party. Ha! Party!!! There should be balloons...
"Waaaaaait a minute! You're my apprentice, and this is my sister, Mekka," she indicated Cooper, "And that's your sister...and she's her padawan?" Well, that was a confusing lot of nonsense... "I DIDN'T KNOW THAT!!! THAT'S SO COOL!!!!!" Wow, you're hyper...
No kidding...
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Post by Ali Blue on Nov 7, 2005 18:46:14 GMT -5
Cailyn waved to Mekka/Cooper. "Hi. yah, kind of weird how that worked out... I always thought Mekka was an alias of yours, Joan. No wonder.." she thought about the weirdness of the situation for a minute. alack, sooo confusing!!! it should be that Joan is Lauren's master, because they're the older ones, and Mekka would be my master... but younger and younger and older and older don't get along.. oh.. whatever "How about we go get some food for everyone and an oxygen mask if we can find one on sale, for Tiana, or perhaps just a bottle of water, of course, an oxygen mask would be preferable, come back, and eat. I know my way around a bit now. How about it?"
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Post by Mekka on Nov 7, 2005 19:08:21 GMT -5
"HOW HUMILIATING!" Mekka shouted wildly, shocked and very much hurt. "YOU thought I was an ALIAS?! Nobody pays attention around here... Force, Ali, I was the one who INVITED you to this site! Gaah." She was completely thunderstruck. Outraged. Tears sprang to her eyes, a thing which happened FAR too often.
"Anyway," she sniffed, "They don't sell oxygen masks in malls! And I'm sure Tiana will be fine. I have athsma too, and I haven't died from being overcrowded. Of couse, I respect Tif's individuality as a human being, and she has every right to pass on in the way she chooses. And no one even believes in me, so what do I know?"
It was then that Cooper realized she had said none of the aloud. I always get overpowered by Joan, she silently fumed. And it's not like even she's ever tried to...
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Post by Dûncariel is Dead. on Nov 7, 2005 21:21:03 GMT -5
Instead of doing the natural thing, which was answer Ashley's questions, Kinzie said the first word that came to her mind. "Stress!!!" Which just so happened to be her favorite word in RL, for that week. Comes in handy during AP Biology class. She bounced up and down on her toes for a moment, trying to gather her thoughts, before she finally had enough control over them to speak. "Whoah. Hold on a just a second. This is all moving just a little too fast." She glanced around the bookstore which she vaguely remembered from two or so years ago, and closed her eyes to keep the headache that was rapidly growing behind her eyes at bay. "This whole thing is quite lacking in control. So I'm going to go sit in this nice chair over here, and try to figure out what in the heck I'm doing in Canada."
So she did just that, crossing her legs as she sat, and focusing all of her attention on the dirt spot right by the seam of her shoe where she had never gotten all of the gum off of it when she had stepped in some, and then stepped on her shoe. Man, this is insane... worse than the hallways at school.
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Post by Skye Muad'Dib on Nov 7, 2005 21:29:29 GMT -5
This might be a good time to provide a distraction, and if Lauren had been with people she knew well in rl, she would have started singing a silly song or doing a jig. Instead, she tucked her hair behind her ear and told Cooper, "So you're Mekka, huh. Well, I'm Skye, it's nice"-What an understatement-"to meat you." She realized that she had used the wrong spelling of the word "meet", but then it came to her that since she wasn't posting, it didn't matter how she spelled her words, as long as they sounded the same. So Lauren smiled at this inside revelation that she had just made.
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Post by Mekka on Nov 8, 2005 8:22:58 GMT -5
Cooper changed gears, fast. "Oh, uh, hi! HAI! Omigoodnes, SKYE!" If Lauren hadn't been looking so calm and collected, Cooper would have given her a wild dancing-hug. But she might not like that... "Oh, wow... this day is INSANE!! I'm loving this. You're really, truly my padawan? This isn't a joke, is it?"
Cooper suddenly stared suspiciously at Joan, although she seriously doubted her sister's ability to pull something like this off. Besides, she looked very close to passing out, which is hard to fake.
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Post by Skye Muad'Dib on Nov 8, 2005 13:37:03 GMT -5
Lauren laughed, "No, believe me, this is just as unanticipated to me as it is to you." If she had been on ME:I she would have glomped Cooper, but she was more than a little nervous still. Then, she smelled a wonderful smell. "Pretzels!"
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Post by ¤Eternaldarkness¤ on Nov 8, 2005 18:30:35 GMT -5
"But, you didn't answer my question!! Come on! Jeppers creepers" Ashley got a little frustrated and didn't know what to do..
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Post by Dûncariel is Dead. on Nov 8, 2005 20:45:25 GMT -5
Kinzie shook her head tiredly. "Actually, there's so much going on in my head right now that I don't even remember what your question was." She looked up. "Sorry."
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Post by Eisley the Mildly Insane on Nov 8, 2005 21:40:59 GMT -5
((*groans* I have been pulled in . . . . Happy? lol))
Eisley sat on a bench with her feet tucked under her bottom, people watching. Which just happened to be one of her favorite past times while in a mall. She smoothed her short pleated black skirt down so it lay flat on her knees and brushed imaginary dust specks off her favorite shirt. It was black and read "Love" in big white letters across the front. If you got close enough you could see inside the letters were the words "Be Love" spelled out in black over and over again. There was a story behind that shirt but no one except her best friend was ever really interested in the story.
Eisley looked down at the notebook that she held in her lap and continued to write a story about some random people. She'd never finish it. She never finished the zillion and one stories that she started this way. She sighed and pushed her brownish-red hair out of her eyes. "Overdue for a cut again." She mumbled and pulled her tye-dye scarf into place again. It kept slipping but the blue and orange colored silk added some color to her otherwise monochromatic outfit.
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Post by Cluge of the Grey on Nov 9, 2005 11:10:00 GMT -5
Thomas walked from the counter to the group of ME:I-ers and noticed someone. A short girl. She had a shirt that had Love on it. Hmm. My sis has a shirt like that. Says she got it at a +1 concert or something like that. She looks oddly familiar. "Hey do i know you? Wait, Eisley?"
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Post by Cy Otauna on Nov 9, 2005 14:11:07 GMT -5
Mac stood up and shrugged her trenchcoat back into comfortability. Seems Eowyn was going to be alive, someone else was taking care of the food-slash-oxygen getting, her own oxygen was doing just fine though her peoplephobia wasn't, and she wasn't getting any book buying done. Blast. She paused, did a mental mimble, and stood there.This is not going to get me any where. This is what I do in school. Stand there. Here, these people can be counted IN.. So far she knew for sure Eowyn, Duncariel, Ed, and Joan/Mekka...one of which was Cooper and that was that one so that's ok. Blasted human physiology...and her own Master was no where to be seen. She looked down at Tiff, having found a plan that just might work--against the other plans. Now that the admin had secured an inhalor. "You wanna come back to the comic book section with me? T'get out of this crowd? Then we'll come back when the Search for Subway succeeds." Mac knew her voice was in her confident-mien, higher than otherwise, accented a little. Coruscanti, she called it, or something picked up from that fateful night of BBC.
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Post by ¤Eternaldarkness¤ on Nov 9, 2005 14:53:52 GMT -5
"Darn, I forgot my question!" Ashley was getting frustrated.. "It is gonna bug me now!" Ashley went and hit her head against the wall.. "Grrr.." Was all she said..
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Post by Joan Omnipresent on Nov 9, 2005 16:02:48 GMT -5
"Erm...Ali? You said you know your way around here a bit?" Joan was distracted from her inquiry by--"Whoo! Pretzels!!!" You're babbling... She giggled, feeling helplessly foolish and confused. Somebody has to be in control of this situation!
"Okay, Cooper, may I have a pretzel? If I can sit over against the wall..." She let her voice trail off, grabbed her apprentice's hand, and headed for the nearest unoccupied wall space.
"Now, please tell me...what is your name? I feel silly calling you Ali...even though it is have a supremely cool screen name."
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Post by Eisley the Mildly Insane on Nov 9, 2005 16:54:04 GMT -5
A guy came up to her and was just staring at her. Eisley looked up and was about to make a snappy remark when he spoke her name. "Thomas? What in the Force are you doing here? And where is Ben?" She jumped up from the bench and walked over to the group that her brother had just come from. "Hey everyone I'm Eisley." She spoke with more enthusiasim then she felt. Then she realized she had spelt enthusiasiam wrong. After spelling enthusiasem for the third time and still getting it wrong she gave up. A blondish girl with glasses caught her attention as being vaguely familiar. She tucked her notebook under her arm and approached the homo sapien. "Cy errrr Uh . . . " Eisley trailed off not knowing exactly what to call her Padawan. She knew her real name but since she had not revealed her own given alias . . . . She groaned and rubbed her left arm with her hand, something she did when she was nervous
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Post by Mekka on Nov 9, 2005 21:01:03 GMT -5
"Uh, uh... yeah! Yeah! Pretzel gooooood. Sit down with... what's your name again? Okay, Cailyn. Oh wow... I LOVE YOUR NAME! Okay, sit here with my sister, Cailyn, and uh... Padawan - I guess that's who you are - Lynk, right? I think Kingdom of Lamb died. Shame. Oh yeah! I need money. Did you know I hate cashiers? 'Cuz I do.
"One pretzel please. That one looks good. I like lots of salt on my pretzels. I wonder why Joan didn't want a cheeseburger... she's an absolute cheeseburger fanatic! I'm like that with pizza. Okay, thank you! Here's $2.50 or whatever... I hope that's the right amount. I'm not Canadian see - first time using the money. Heh. Hey guys! Oh good, you found a bench. Perfect. Here's the pretzel. Oh, that's fine! don't move for me. I'll just sit on the floor. I never mind sitting on the floor, not even in dirty, filthy malls. Why am I talking so much? I must be neverous. Yep, nervous it is. I'm shutting up now. Here's a napkin."
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Post by Cy Otauna on Nov 10, 2005 7:05:16 GMT -5
Mac did a plausable imitation of raising one eyebrow, and tilted her head. Sure looked like Eisley, in the most...unadmirable clothing! "Speak of the Sith," She mumbled. "Gasp! Hey." Look around. Pause. Hands in pockets. There's that money...comic book-wanting mental twitch. She managed to catch Eisley's eyes. She looked more...human than ever expected. More normal. Less scarred. What else to say besides, Look, ME:I seems to have moved to this Canadian mall? Would Eisley expect a hug?
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Post by Skye Muad'Dib on Nov 10, 2005 11:49:50 GMT -5
Lauren gave a supressed laugh, which sounded much like a cough. Her Master, nervous? On ME:I, we shed our masks of reality to be freely insane. In the real world, we're nervous to meet people that we've known for perhaps years, but have never seen. Lauren wanted a pretzel too, so she turned to Cailyn. "Do you want a pretzel?" Her mouth was watering at the thought of the hot, buttered, salt-sprinkled goodnes that lay behind the glass display.
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Post by Ali Blue on Nov 10, 2005 16:45:42 GMT -5
Cailyn nodded to her sister and handed her a five. "Here, buy me a Dr. Pepper too, if they have them in Canada..." I have to make a conversation. usually I would resort to small talk to make a convo, but how boring is that?? ok. no small talk. "so, what d'you guys do for hobbies or whatever?" gr. I hate small talk.
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