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Jan. 20th, 2009 12:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pilot_princess[There's the soft sound of feet crunching in snow, as well as the soft clinking noises of things hitting each other muffled by a cloth bag. After a few seconds, there's a soft sneeze.]
Wow... I didn't know the mornings were so cold... All this snow is bothering me so much. [There's soft, shuddering breathing for a moment, then the footsteps and clinking return.]
I should be, um... back in a few days. I'll try to visit everyone I promised when I'm out. [A soft sniffle.] And nobody has to worry about me, it's just... something I have to do right now. And whenhe's okay it's all okay, I get to leave and come back. But I'm fine! [The crunching noise stops.]
And Ty Lee... go inside. Or at least get some cocoa or something warm!
Sash... sash... here it is!
Ugh... Stupid sweater's really itchy... aah...? No. [She suddenly squeaks. The communicator hits the ground and promptly shuts off.]
Wow... I didn't know the mornings were so cold... All this snow is bothering me so much. [There's soft, shuddering breathing for a moment, then the footsteps and clinking return.]
I should be, um... back in a few days. I'll try to visit everyone I promised when I'm out. [A soft sniffle.] And nobody has to worry about me, it's just... something I have to do right now. And when
And Ty Lee... go inside. Or at least get some cocoa or something warm!
Sash... sash... here it is!
Ugh... Stupid sweater's really itchy... aah...? No. [She suddenly squeaks. The communicator hits the ground and promptly shuts off.]
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Date: 2009-01-23 12:56 am (UTC)[She stops itching. If these were chicken pox, she wasn't supposed to scratch them. So she tries distracting herself by rubbing her arm, looking at the room as well.]
In here... yeah, here's fine... did a girl stay here before, Shimbo?
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Date: 2009-01-23 01:22 am (UTC)[He wasn't sure of who had lived here before him, but it seemed to be a girl's room to him. Pastel colours, the toys, and the ruffly bedspread seemed to indicate that.]
Anytime, you can come here.
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Date: 2009-01-23 01:53 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-01-23 02:52 am (UTC)[He places a hand on her wrist and shakes his head "no".]
Okay. Anytime. And.. With hope, no window!
[He'd mean hopefully she wouldn't have to climb in the window anymore, but it just came out silly..]
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Date: 2009-01-23 03:22 am (UTC)Okay... no window? So come knock next time? Okay! [She grins, nodding.] Easy enough!