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Post by Mr.Zackeh {Hare} on Nov 14, 2006 20:48:51 GMT -5
He couldn't help but laugh manically as he wandered between the graves. His jeans clung to his skinny legs as he moved, a soft yawn escaping his lips. He wore a shirt with his black tailcoat over the top. Hey, if he was going to be the mad March Hare, he atleast had to dress the part. A cigarette was held firmly between his red lips as heis dark eyes scanned the trees. As he moved, his black Doc Martin's thudded on the forest floor, the noise echoing through the trees.
He'd recieved a letter from his pop that day, just the normal check up. Oh and to say that Hare's parcel had arrived from his mom. Why, after 16 years, did his mom only now want anythign to do with him? It didn;t make sense but then again, nohing ever did to Hare. He rested his gaze on a squirrel in a tree above his head, his eyes hidden by the rim of his top hat. A sadistic, yet psycotic grin appeared on his lips as he considered throwing a rock at it. Deciding against it, he knew from experience that they were vicious creatures.
Moving on, her took off his hat and twirled it between his fingers as he did a sort of dance before replacing it on his head. No matter how many meds he took, this boy was still a nutter. He inherited that from his dad and God did he love it. Sitting on a rock, he waited, though for what, he didn't know.
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Post by Nina Gontier [Ghost] on Nov 16, 2006 15:38:23 GMT -5
Digits where clenched as she carried the weight of a large bird the feathers hued a ebony black petite figure laced through the narrow pathes between the graves. As the bird took off, and climbed the air she put her arm down. " Finally. " The bird came back as the words slipped out in relief as a boomerang would talons gripped her shoulder. Occulies rolled. " You will never leave will you. " She spoke softly. " You can fly now so go. It is much more boring in a dorm then it is out here. " It seemed as she was talking to herself occulies stole a glance at a boy, and not far off a girl. A deep sigh rleased hoping thy did not think she was crazy for having a crow follow her around twenty four seven she tried to make him go home, but he wouldn't no matter what.
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