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Nashi & Elmina
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Krul
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Dec 14, 2013 09:04AM
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How about a festival? With games dangerous?
You want to come up with the plot as we go?
((Sure))Rai sat on top of a roof, looking down at the townspeople going about. The festival was coming again, and he didn't really want to see the terrors it brought.
Emilia was in her room. She had just woken up and was about to go downstairs for breakfast. Her calendar was on her desk so she looked at it before leaving her room. A gasp escaped her lips; the festival was coming soon.
He looks around the many people. He was bored again. Nobody in this lame town could excite him.
Emilia rushed downstairs. Her mom was making pancakes. A smile was on her lips as she flipped one.
He jumps down from the roof, but lands in the backyard when the wind picked up.
Emilia heard the wind pick up and walked to the window. "What in the world?" She muttered. "Mom, there's someone in the backyard." She said louder.
He gets up, rubbing his head. "The wind hates my guts." He mutters when another gust blew in.
"I'm going outside." Emilia said. She pulled her coat on quickly and went out to the backyard.
He stood up, and brush himself off as a girl came out.
"Who are you?" Emilia asked. "Why are you here?"
"Too many questions for the morning." Rai mutters, not answering a single one.
"So you will not tell me?" Emilia assumed. ((Where are they and when?))
((Morning, at the girl's backyard)) "I fell." He states.
((England, the Middle Ages. Except in advanced mode))
"From where? My roof?" Emilia said, getting impatient.
"Why were you on my roof?" Emilia demanded.
"Because I was bored." He looks at her, wondering why she was so angry.
"Why are you?" Emilia asked slightly more calm.
"There's nothing to do?" Her question puzzled him. If one was bored, should there always be a reason why?
((Ah))"Just a guy wandering." He states.
"I meant what is your name?" Emilia asked, getting irritated again.
"Where are you from?" Emilia asked him.
"I don't know, and I don't care." His voice shook a bit, but cooled.
Emilia looked at him sympathetically. "Oh, I apologize."
"Don't bother. It's better to leave things in the past."
"Of course." Emilia agreed. "It can be better to forget." She wished she could forget her past.
"You going to be in it?" He said, looking at her in the eye.
"I do not know." Emilia answered. "Will you?"
"They decide." He reminds her.((Let's have it like the Hunger Games))
Emilia nodded and looked down. "I know."
