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Post by Adrian Hiroshi on Jul 11, 2010 12:47:33 GMT -5
Adrian walked into the small cafe as her eyes glazed the people there over, her face had a feww small scratches on it as did her arms and legs, but those where hidden by a black hoodie and skinny jeans. She got herself a cup of coffee and soda and simply took a seat. She wasnt going to be hanging around here all day, but maybe just for a small bit of time.
The girl gave a sigh, she didnt like to be in large groups, thankfully not too many people where in here. She brushed her black hair from her eyes behind one of her ears and sipped her coffee slowly. Black, that was how she liked it, the stronger the better.
She had been in the woods all week, she really did hate going to town for school and food, but it was required of her. She slowly turned on her Ipod to blare the song Comatose by Skillet. Her fingers tapped along to the beat silently as she took another long sip of her coffee, waiting for something interesting to happen.
She had noticed a few people from school enter and notice her, they waved in an attempt to be nice, she hissed under her breath and glared seeming as if to annoy them or wade them away. It wasnt her thing to be nice to people. She scoffed slightly at the very thought and slunk back into her chair to hide herself, those iddiots however hadnt gotten the idea.
The three girls walked over grinning like idiots, all of them saying hello at once to her. She wanted so very badly to hurt them. As they all smiled tlaking at once asking her all kinds of questions she stood. Her black eyes trained on them a smirk on her face.
They only stared at her as she shoved her hands inside her pockets turning off her Ipod. "..Beat it, I dont really like you hanging around in my air, I hate all three of you, so leave me the hell alone." She said softly in her dark voice.
She watched as they looked hurt and left. She would have been nicer but she wasnt in a peace and love mood today, she was actually in a break things mood, but not here.She satt down turning her Ipod back on and listened sipping her coffee once more.
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Rima Narumi
Nichibotsu Student
The SOULFUL Singer[A:0]
Sounds is life. Life is sound.[Mo0:0]
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Post by Rima Narumi on Jul 16, 2010 0:07:35 GMT -5
Rima frowned slightly as she watched the black haired girl. The girl looked younger than herself. Yet darkness seemed to be hugging her form. The blonde didn’t like it. The younger girl was denying everyone that walked close. Everyone that tried to get close. The blonde could see that without even knowing her. The three girls had walked away looking almost crushed. The hurt they felt must have been overwhelming. A small frown appeared on the blonde’s face. Her right hand was still wrapped snuggly around her tea. Coffee was too strong. Bitter. A taste that didn’t sit well with her. Tea on the other hand was soothing. Helped her to forget all the bitterness of life. It tasted sweet. A sweetness that didn’t leave her mouth until hours afterwards.
The blonde slowly got to her feet. She could hear the café’s workers whispering excitedly behind her. Her blue eyes turned back to them. The pair instantly froze. The girl’s eyes were like icy plains. Empty of emotion and forever going. Her icy orbs were narrowed slightly in anger. The effect of that look was a shocked stillness. It pleased the girl to get that reaction. It proved that she still had power. More power than her mother had possessed. She had realized many years ago that her mother’s soft nature wasn’t fit for this world. The girl’s lips were slowly quirking up into a smile as she began to approach the reclusive teen.
Blue eyes seemed to dance with merriment as she came to a stop before the girl. Her eyes instantly spotted the iPod. It was almost amusing to see that she was trying to escape the world through music. Music after all was Rima’s life. The blonde lived and breathed music. Her very soul was crafted from music. It was amusing yet pleasing to see the younger girl drowning herself in the rhythms and notes of music.
The blonde didn’t bother to ask the girl anything as she sat down. Her blue eyes were now narrowed slightly. They still seemed to dance with amusement. They always seemed to do that. Whether Rima wished them to or not. Taunting whomever she was talking to. Insulting them. Bribing them. Trying to get a raise out of them. It was actually somewhat enjoyable for the blonde. She really never tried to hide her emotions. Since after all her eyes were usually the portal to her feelings. If they were dancing in amusement than the blonde was most likely amused. Which in this case was true. Amusement coursed through her veins as she watched the black haired girl.
Her hand was resting against one pale hand. Her other hand was reaching out toward the girl. In one quick motion she had pulled out the girl’s right headphone. The music instantly reached the blonde’s sensitive ears. The song was instantly familiar to her. Skillet was after all a well known band. In Nichibotsu it was only second to the girl’s own band, Neko Piero. A small frown danced onto her face as she tried to figure out the song. It didn’t take long for her to decipher it. The girl before her had an outstandingly good taste in music. She couldn’t help but wonder what her name was.
”Girl, I don’t think that was very polite of you. Try making friends. Might help you some in the long run.” Rima’s voice was light and had a taunting tone to it. A tone that the blonde applied to most people. No one escaped her teasing tongue or laughing eyes. Some did. Important people did. Her band on occasion did. Kukai escaped it more than people seemed to believe. A fond smile had settled on her face as she watched the black haired teen. In a way she was a lot like Kukai when Rima first met him.
”Now, are you gonna give me your name? Or do I have to introduce myself first? I’m not that good at being polite if you couldn’t tell. So…. I think it would be better for you to give your name first. Put my curiosity to rest. Also tell me how you developed such a delicious taste in music.” Rima’s voice was softer now. Still taunting. Her words had an almost musical quality to them. Her eyes still danced in amusement. This girl would be her toy for the day. Give her some relief from her prior boredom. If she didn’t prove fun then the blonde would just call Kukai up later. Or make the band practice all night again.
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Post by Adrian Hiroshi on Jul 16, 2010 14:42:13 GMT -5
Adrian simply sighed rubbing her sire temples and taking a long sip of the coffee seeing as the girls had sat at another table tlaking and pointing at her direction, probably about how rude she was or whatever, She didnt really care much to be honest, it was as if it was all some sick game to her, annoy people and then see how long it takes for them to say soemthing to you. Normally it didnt take very long to play the game. As she girl sighed sipping at her coffee she noticed she was running low.
She stood and got herself a new cup along with one other so she wouldnt have had to walk. She wasalready this early in the day getting a splitting headache this early on. She only grumbled to herself and just layed her head on the table, as shesong ended she play Im what Dreams Are Made of by her absolute number one cand, Blood on the Dance Floor. She loved how the upbeat and at times sligtly dark moods mixed to create the perfect melody, it was almost intoxicating, She felt as if she was literally being ripped open and looked inside as the music played.
It had seemed that every word fit a moemnt in her life. Especially this song. "I will grant your every wish, and your fantasy, your sad and broken hearted, promise I can mend it, your dreams coming true." She could only sigh at how the lyrics fit her mood. The small girl only shuddered and gave a laugh, she didnt know why she shuddered, the laugh was under her breath so epople woudlnt hear it, imagine such a girl as her lauging, impossbile. She slowly leaned back and sighed.
As she looked at the girl she had noticed her moving closer and actually speaking to her, was she insane? She gave a small glare and just sat there wondering what the hells he could possibly want, The girl just gave a small smirk and looked once more, Why was she still talking. Adrian just decided to cut her off on her whole Polite rant by holding up a hand. "..shut..The Hell Up..Im Adiran Hiroshi...Ok...That Satisfy you Little Girl?" She said softly still being very cold to the girl. As always.
She simply rubbed her head ocne and as the girl spoke again she felt that headache grow. She only sighed and put her hea don the table She wouldnt stop tlaking would she, she was like a floodgate of word,s that soemone had forgotten to turn the hell off. Adrian simply hit her head agianst the table once. "..How does...Anyone get good taste in music..Im just an Addict." She muttered softly actually wishing that was the last of her talking, when she seemed to be quiet she gave a small smile, then she noticed more words come. she sighed.
Adrian was one who hated people that tlaked allot, she was a cruel and actually very mean person, she why wasnt she trying to beat this girls head in yet, She sighed and kept her hair brushed over her eyes. She acutually did think about beating her own skull in to get her away from people, not a bad idea, a stupid one yes, but not a bad one persay, she would at the very least not have to deal with the annoying gitl before her, nor would she really have to deal with anyone.
She didnt do it however she only sat there and sighed once taking naother long sip of her coffee and then grabbing the other cup draining it quickly, she got herself some more and just sat back down her cold eyes staring into the cup. She should have already left by not but she didnt. She was still here, why was th question she hated it here, yet she stayed. She only sighed to herself and looked back at the girl.
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