Clipping and Snippets. [Maho]

[Hana]

I was having a serious, brutal shock a while ago. Alright, not really shocked but I suddenly slipped because of a banana peel tricking me. If I were to describe myself, I'm clumsy. I'm strong, healthy and nice-- this is what my mother told me, I do not know these nice distinctions myself. To me they are only fine large words meaning nothing. I was a little embarrassed when I got laughed at.

Still, I tried to not let the embarrassment expression warp in the outside; only in the inside. I am even capable of hate and fear, but finding love is impossible.

And I can't believe I'm thinking of such stupid things. Why would I tangent that feeling? I'm not worth it. With a face like this? Oh, please, I want to vomit. I am even misled now, where was I? Oh yeah, in the Elementary School Building! I just detest myself when I forget things. I want to massage my head. I'm even getting headaches! Oh no, the utmost depravity pain of the headache is coming back to me.

Thanks a lot, I collided with Ms. or Mr. Someone now.

"Sorry about that."

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Again and again, the days were repetitive, almost boring her up to her limits, or over. Up to the limits that she would die. Not literally dead, just practically. No life, no soul. There was really nothing to do. Or nothing much to do. Either way, it was ticking her off.

And if it wasn't for this stupid ability that's so usefull. Wouldn't it be so nice home with the theathers being in the house, and maids and butlers to do everything for you. And with this metabolic system, we'd never get fat from lazying around either. Even though I wouldn't call it lazying around since we're looking for thrill.

Not only that, sleep deprivement was also a problem. It's been the third day that she would wake up whenever she had gotten five hours of sleep. No matter how much she tried not to wake up, it never worked.

Sigh.

Yes, a simple sigh that never seemed to resolve anything, but everyone does it anyway. She climbed up the stairs of the quiet unlit building of the school. Nothing was there, just an eery feel and a ringing sound. So quiet that it rang-- making her feel as if she had suddenly gotten tinnitus or something.

Only the soles of her boots tapped against the tiles of the stairs. Her hand was kept at the railing, and her head was down looking at the movement of her feet and legs.

Oh well. Tough luck.

Just cleansing the eyes with pictures of the sky from the roof would be good, or something along those lines. The mood was starting to build up into good, and not annoyed, before someone or something just had to bump to her.

It apologized. She turned.

"Gawsh. How bad can this school get?!" She whined, "Oh please... Sometimes people think a simple sorry can just make the other party forgive them."

[Hana]

'Gawsh. How bad can this school get?! Oh please... Sometimes people think a simple sorry can just make the other party forgive them.'

Hey, hey! Listen, Miss, it was a sincere apology, for your information. Because what else should I do? State an apology then slap you? Ha! Now, that would be nice but it doesn't sound too good to me either. Or! Maybe, maybe, you want me to apologize to you with a freaking drama effect? Well sorry, Miss, but I'm not good at those. Thus, I'm having a little bit of problems on my own. Either get used to my blunt acts or beat it. I am too tired that I am acting like a useless and clumsy girl nowadays. I didn't show any reaction.

"Well, sorry. But I am one of those people."

Look, I'm not trying to provoke her, alright? I'm just trying to set things clear. Alright, maybe making things worse, but it was all worth a shot. Maybe that girl might just walk away or whatever she will do -- as long as it does not involve in physical fights. Whatever, anyway. My knowledge lessens everytime I'm in a bad mood. Besides, I always think of myself as the weak link, the outcast, the annoyance that was tolerated, but just that. I am just a friend's growth, a fungus. So, I don't care if she throws such insults at me. Because, I'm just calm and my Alice is restricted to be used.

OOC: Lol, sorry about this post. She's just calm in the outside and a little mean and naive in the inside. ^^;

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She brushed away her bangs which were limitting her eyesight. Her hand soon came back to her side. Which then brushed the sides of her brown bubble shorts.

"Yeah. Can see without you having to tell me." She said.

She took a scan on the girl for a moment. Odd. Long blonde hair, odd clothes. One word description for it was odd. And that's the best she could come up with too.

All the troubles just to see the sky.

And what's even worse is apart from looking at the sky, nothing else seems to really calm her down. Such a simple thing-- the sky. Whatever the layers are, it was still the same old sky that hangs like a curtain with cloud patterns that are everchanging. And the best thing about it is that the sky proves that the universe is strangely good.

[Hana]

I don't have a synonymous feeling with the current weather here. The sky can be seen above with intramural incandescence. Sometimes, I hate the vehemence of the sun. That's when the heat quadrupled. Wow, so much for being a little sarcastic silently at that heated object above. Then again, it might foreordain to cause more heat. If that's possible, I gotta hit my head on a wall. So hot these days. Wait, I shouldn't put that as the center of the subject. I need to focus on this girl who I don't know.

Anyway! When you look at the sky, you might descend your sight and will immediately see the great elms. How beautiful. The air hurtled toward me like a discus. What will I say now? Silence. I don't have a lackadaisical exuberance nor do I really have a hyper personality, eliciting a lazy “hi or hello or yo,” is the only thing I can say to greet a person too. And I'll just tag along in following the flow of the conference between a person normally.

For some reason, the weather comforted me just a tad.

"I just love the weather."

Keh, how lame.

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Okay, so being sort of unfriendly does put a little twist on the plot driven here. She liked it. There's no thrill these days.

Once again, in other words it is: boring.

Now: sort of fun. She's not very into it yet. Wait until she is though. She'd be enjoying it. She rolled her eyes and sighed, putting up a fake smile on her angelic face.

"Oh really? Don't remember asking you about your biased opinion about the weather." She said.

This was getting no where. No where up to the fact that she can't even climb the last stairs to the rooftop to view the sky clearly, without it being disturbed by cielings.

Too bad.

She'll just entertain herself-- and probably this girl too for the moment.

[Hana]

'Oh really? Don't remember asking you about your biased opinion about the weather.'

"Yeah, really. And I comment when I want to."

I told the unwed girl with a shrug and with a plantation of my blunt voice. Well, anyway, I was still querulous about the fact that winter is still far away. I love winter. But, I have to wait for a very long time for that season to come again. And this is going to be a long day, I punctuated. I ejected some air before I glanced straight ahead; as in straight ahead. The rufous sun was still giving out a death glare.

That reminds me of blood. Geez, what a sordid thing to think. Thinking about it all the time might grime up my head. And I shouldn't think about the raining weather, because I don't want to. I love winter, not the rain. It's just too gloomy. I hate the corpulent, complaining clouds reciting its tale of a day's discomfort and pain. I didn't know what to say now, because I have a silent personality -- which means that I am an anti-social person. I only talk when a person talks.

Yeah.

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"If you haven't realised, this is going nowhere." She said again.

That was boring.

Real boring, if she had to elaborate it any further. It's getting no where, and an arguement with her isn't going to get her much fun. So, what? Resume to plan A.

She manouevered her stance again, flicking some of her hair off her shoulders.

"And so, if you'll excuse me?"

OOC: LQ FTW!

[Hana]

'If you haven't realised, this is going nowhere.'

I realized that before we both started a conference-argument. Alright, fine, I don't know if we were both arguing or not. But I don't care, really. I can't even stop thinking about the matutinal sunshine. To me, it's adding in to our silent chaos. Another silence came. Nah, I can hear the constant hum of the wind, so it's not really silent. I just hoped, in the back of my mind, in a tiny reservoir of my heart, that she would attempt to escape from this conversation.

But after another fleeing moment, I didn't want her to. I'm stupid and confusing. I consistently convert my hopes and determinations oftentimes. And besides, the feeling of boredom is having its steady line now; I don't know if I'll be able to recover from that feeling when I am not doing anything. I nearly took in all of the residues of the air when I heard her saying: And so, if you'll excuse me? Aha, ok, so you're going to leave or are you planning on doing something?

I don't get it. Man, that was lank. My not-so gaunt body faced the girl -- as well as my face -- and my eyes. My mood that seemingly had hollowed voids seemed to decrease. I just decided to ask for her name.

"I want to know your name first."