Terra
Synthetic
With a broken wing, she still sings...
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Post by Terra on Jun 4, 2010 11:57:54 GMT -5
She shifted slightly, just enough to move her center of balance from her right foot to her left foot. Her arms crossed in front of her, almost as if Terra was hugging herself as she looked at him. This boy was as terrified as she was, if not more so. She knew she wasn't going to hurt him, but he didn't know that.
"You don't have to look so upset," she finally said, her voice gentle, like a mother's, "I'm not anything to be afraid of. Even if these tell you otherwise." Reaching up, Terra touched a bat wing, smiled slightly.
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Post by Ghost on Jun 6, 2010 12:39:59 GMT -5
He sort of relaxed, but still sort of tense. "Oh...Okay," he said, sitting down. He pulled out his notebook and pencil and started to sketch furiously. A while later, he looked down at his finished product: Terra, wings outstretched.
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Terra
Synthetic
With a broken wing, she still sings...
Posts: 10
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Post by Terra on Jun 11, 2010 18:54:37 GMT -5
Terra watched as he sat, tilting her head to observe. She could hear his pencil scratching furiously against the notebook's paper and would have bet money that he was either taking notes, or sketching. But she decided to go with option number two.
After a moment of silence, the dark-haired woman spoke up, though she kept her voice at a soft, gentle level. "What are you drawing?"
She was genuinely curious, especially considering the object in his hand was going to get and keep her mind off of...all of this (Adanac, the wings on her back) for a while now.
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