Meh, Pretend This has a Title

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I stood in the stables. Well, the horsey stall thing. Horses weren't my favorite animal, but I could stand them. It's just...the smell kind of bugged me. And hay wasn't my favorite thing. But I could learn to adapt. I picked the the shovel and scooped up some hay with it. I flung the hay over my shoulder into the stall. I sneezed. Bah. Hay. It bugged me as well. I didn't enjoy things that made me sneeze. I hummed along with the radio. It was set on 104.7, which was playing Who Are You When I'm Not Looking, by that one guy. His name escapes me, I thought listening to the lyrics. I tapped my foot along with the rythm.

Subject: Re: Meh, Pretend This has a Title 12/14/2010, 6:07 pm

I saw a girl working around. I looked on the ground to make sure nothing was there and sat down.

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Continuing my work, I accidently knocked a rock off the stall ledge...thing. Honestly, what was a rock doing here?! "OW!" I hissed and cursed through my gritted teeth. I threw the shovel thing down. Crapes! I couldn't go two seconds without hurting myself, could I? Nope. Apparently not. I grunted hobbling out of the stall. I saw a girl sitting on the floor and I nodded. "I'd make sure there isn't anything there before you sit. But it looks like you're already sitting...so be careful." I nodded my head.

Subject: Re: Meh, Pretend This has a Title 12/14/2010, 6:12 pm

I rolled my eyes. "Hello, you seem very.... clumsy. I am Zella by the way."

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I rolled my eyes. "Thanks for noticing." I threw in a laugh, to make myself seem more friendly. My mom's main goal, or so she said, when sending me here was, 'To make friends.' Bah. I could mostly do that on my own. Sorta. It wasn't my specialty but, I tried. "I'm Emily Urch. Daughter of Hephaestus."

Subject: Re: Meh, Pretend This has a Title 12/14/2010, 6:23 pm

I rolled my eyes again. "I am daughter of Eirene." I said hugging my knees.

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"Eirene." I said looking up at the ceiling. Their were flys buzzing around a small light. The real lights in here were the windows and the ones hanging. "I don't think I've ever heard of her." I looked down at Zella. I yawned and then sneezed.

Subject: Re: Meh, Pretend This has a Title 12/20/2010, 6:55 pm

"Oh." I got a bit unconfortable. "What are you doing in here?"

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"Oh nothing..." She shrugged. "Just cleaning out the stables. Tryin' not to get into trouble with Chiron. That's the reason I'm here. Because I'm a troublemaker." She said as she tapped the toe of her boot tensely. It's not that being here in the stables was intensfying but...she did have ADHD. She breathed in deeply, forgetting she was in a barn. The hay in the air and whatnot, was sucked into her lungs, tickling her throat and nose. Causing her to sneeze rather violently.

Subject: Re: Meh, Pretend This has a Title 2/9/2011, 10:24 pm

"Oh lovely. I'm just bored and decided to go in here to escape chores." I layed on the ground, stretching my legs.

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She squeezed her eyes shut tightly, trying to avoid another sneezing attack. As soon as the ticklish feeling in her nostrils passed, she reopened her eyes. Emily nodded with understanding as she listened to Zella talk about her idea of escaping chores. It had been done before, so it wasn't, like, a complete scandal. She watched as Zella lie down on the floor scrunching up her nose like it was a bad idea. Which it was. Horses made her sneeze, besides there was a ton of dirt and whatnot on the floor.

Subject: Re: Meh, Pretend This has a Title 2/10/2011, 8:49 pm

"You make funny faces." I stated, closing my eyes.

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"I had to refrain from sneezing." Emily said with a grin. She lifted her hand to her nose and rubbed it intently to rid her nostrils of allergens.

((You aren't giving me much to work with...))

Subject: Re: Meh, Pretend This has a Title 2/12/2011, 7:58 pm

I laugh, "Oh, I see now." I got up and attempted to do a cartwheel and fell on my back on some hay. "Oops."

OOC: Lol, sorry. I'll make my person a fail then

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Emily started laughing quite loudly when Zella fell down into the hay. "You're such a fail." She said pointing and laughing. After five minutes she regained composure and stood up. "My turn!" She said as she started running and did a quick no handed cartwhell. "Woo!" She whooped. "That was fun!"

Subject: Re: Meh, Pretend This has a Title 2/12/2011, 8:19 pm

I stuck my toungue out at Emily. I tried to get up out of the hay but went under the pile of hay and couldn't see anything.

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"Need help?" Emily asked as she pulled her friend out of the hay. "Sorry for being such a show-off with my honing skills." She apologized briefly. She has major pwnage-skills.

Subject: Re: Meh, Pretend This has a Title 2/12/2011, 11:17 pm

"Or you could just help me up before I could say no and get up and redeem my fail. That's cool too." I smiled and got up and skipped around in a circle.

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Emily nodded and looked around the stables. It had just gotten rather quiet and a bit awkward. She made a face at her shoes and then her watch beeped. She mouthed a cuss word; she had completely forgotten about her meeting she had to go to. "Oh, dammit. I gotta go. I've got this Nissan in the Bronx, I was gonna go check it out today. Probably something with the engine." Emily said as she hurried out of the stables. "I'll see ya later!" She waved to her new friend.

Subject: Re: Meh, Pretend This has a Title 2/17/2011, 9:24 pm

I frowned."Oh, okay then. Byeeee."

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((I'll send someone else in...someone more interesting. xD Once I make a new charrie. xDD))

Subject: Re: Meh, Pretend This has a Title 2/19/2011, 10:56 pm

OOC: Okay

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Charlotte Grace Osgoode, otherwise known as Charlie, was lying in hay on the hay loft, reading a book. Charlie loved reading. She adjusted her glasses as her eyes flew over the writing.

Liquid squirted from every boil on the plant, thick, stinking, dark-green jets of it; they hit the ceiling, the windows, and spattered Luna Lovegood's magazine. Ginny, who flung her arms up in front of her face just in time, merely looked as though she was wearing a slimy green hat, but Harry, whose hands had been busy preventing the escape of Trevor, received a full face full. It smelled like rancid manure.

Her eyes flickered downwards toward the one girl, and back over to one who retreated to somewhere. She figured that the girl had probably gone to fix something, seeing as she was a daughter of Hephaestus.

Subject: Re: Meh, Pretend This has a Title 2/22/2011, 3:52 pm

I sighed and left.

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