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paixaorpg2006-03-22 08:46 pm
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Ghostly figures in the pale evening light [open]
Character(s): Yorda and...
Content: Yorda's still lost (:D!)
Setting: Joutenheim
Time: Saturday, early evening
Warnings: None, as of yet
Yorda had been in Paixao for a good few days now and she had at last become familiar with the territory. She had even spent the time to try and work this funny journal/diary contraption, although a lot of the feedback she got from the other users wasn't really that useful. Save for one person, who had taught her a couple of phrases that the people of this world used. Although, strangely enough, the person that had told her these snippets of language didn't try to tell her what they meant. At that thought Yorda shrugged to herself and moved on.
She had been walking around the same area for quite a while now, and although a little bored of seeing the same things again and again she had been told by that helpful person that they would be able to meet her here, she thought it best not to stray too far.
Yorda didn't really know what to make of this place... she felt as though all of the inhabitants of this strange land gave her... strange looks. She was quite used to people seeing her as odd but these people were different, it was as though they were repulsed by her for no good reason? She could only put it down to her ghostly appearance, since none of them knew her... What else could it be, it wasn't as though these people could see inside her, right?
Content: Yorda's still lost (:D!)
Setting: Joutenheim
Time: Saturday, early evening
Warnings: None, as of yet
Yorda had been in Paixao for a good few days now and she had at last become familiar with the territory. She had even spent the time to try and work this funny journal/diary contraption, although a lot of the feedback she got from the other users wasn't really that useful. Save for one person, who had taught her a couple of phrases that the people of this world used. Although, strangely enough, the person that had told her these snippets of language didn't try to tell her what they meant. At that thought Yorda shrugged to herself and moved on.
She had been walking around the same area for quite a while now, and although a little bored of seeing the same things again and again she had been told by that helpful person that they would be able to meet her here, she thought it best not to stray too far.
Yorda didn't really know what to make of this place... she felt as though all of the inhabitants of this strange land gave her... strange looks. She was quite used to people seeing her as odd but these people were different, it was as though they were repulsed by her for no good reason? She could only put it down to her ghostly appearance, since none of them knew her... What else could it be, it wasn't as though these people could see inside her, right?
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But if this girl didn’t know English, she picked up another language that was peculiarly similar. Hitsugaya, however, was not offended by this statement only due to the fact that he lacked a maternal figure. An apparently this woman taught her this… which could get, what was her name? Oh yes. Yorda. It could get Yorda in quite some trouble if she spoke to the wrong person.
“So you two have met before?” He thought aloud without realizing what he said before he said it. Though, he did not regret it. He would get no answer without asking a question first.
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