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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 8:28 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 8:44 pm
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Anja Van De Roy
["Love is such a fragile thing,"]
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Anja took a long breath, brushed her hair from her face, then exhaled. "Ah, well, we used to date y'know. We got close, and I really loved her 'n all, but I don't quite remember what but we got really pissed off at each other and swore at each other as we broke up." Anja told the gist of it. She then felt her hand being held as she looked from their held hands, then up to Vixandra's face. She closed her eyes. "As much as I'd love to, if Mumira really likes you, I don't want to interfere with it. I mean..." She shifted her position, biting down on her lower lip. She looked up. "But, I guess, maybe I could, since it's what you want. But, I'm not going to be pushy, I promise." Anja smiled. She would be herself, and if Vixandra liked it, then she'd be joyous, if not then at least she'd be happy with Mumira. The purple haired woman was a joy. She kind of missed her quite a bit. She shoved that thought away. They broke up, they were over, right?
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[“I'm a bit too clumsy for it.”]
[A N J A] :: [A N N] :: [Y A Y A]
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 9:47 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 10:25 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 10:44 pm
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Anja Van De Roy
["Love is such a fragile thing,"]
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Anja looked at Vixandra in an apologetic manner before smiling at her suggestion. "Yeah, that seems just about right." The girl said, giving Vixandra's hand a small squeeze, bringing it to her lips and placing a small kiss on it. "Yeah, it can't be predicted at all, I'm not a love expert, but I know that's for certain." She said, slowly raising her arms up to embrace Vixandra gently, her fingers running through her hair as their bodies fit like two puzzle pieces together almost.
Anja hadn't met too many people yet, but she was most comfortable around Vixandra most definitely. Then, Mumira had to be next, for they have dated in the past. Those two were the only ones she really got to meet, but she knew that was how the order would go anyways. "Yes, that sounds like a good place to start. I trust you two, dear." Anja softly said, softly laying a kiss upon Vixandra's head, closing her eyes and inhaling Vixandra's scent. "As for Robin, I believe I know who you're talking about." She said, pausing to think. "For starters, why don't we try conversing with her, and try to clear those doubts from her mind. She says she's ugly, she's not bad looking at all, actually." Anja truthfully spoke, slowly unwrapping her arms from Vixandra.
"You know, just try and be friends with her, maybe having more friends around her, to let her know how pretty she is and whatnot would help. We're all new here, and maybe she didn't get the chance to have a conversation with much of us." Anja suggested.
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[“I'm a bit too clumsy for it.”]
[A N J A] :: [A N N] :: [Y A Y A]
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Posted: Sat Jan 29, 2011 6:44 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 29, 2011 7:38 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 29, 2011 10:37 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 29, 2011 11:10 am
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Anja Van De Roy
["Love is such a fragile thing,"]
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Anja then stopped, hearing a voice calling her name, and as weak as it sounded, she heard it loud and clear. "Did you hear that?" Anja asked, looking at Vixandra with concern. The brunette then began walking in that direction of the voice, her pace picking up once images began to flood her mind. Then, she saw the purple haired beauty collapsed and tainted in blood. Panicked, Anja kneeled down beside her.
"Mumira!" She whispered in shock. Her hands trembled over the body. She felt for a pulse before picking the girl up carefully, rushing quickly to the office in which she could get some minor medical assistance, and perhaps call for some more, because this girl was severely hurt. "What did you get yourself into?" Anja asked in a panic, a bit of tears of worry rolling down her cheeks, for the first time in years.
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[“I'm a bit too clumsy for it.”]
[A N J A] :: [A N N] :: [Y A Y A]
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Posted: Sat Jan 29, 2011 11:31 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 29, 2011 11:53 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 29, 2011 12:13 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 29, 2011 12:37 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 29, 2011 12:51 pm
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Vixandra Sanders "Those who say they know what love is, don't truly know...
Vixandra had heard Mumina's voice softly calling Anja, so she followed Anja quietly, nearly starting to cry at the sight. Mira was covered in a bloody injury on her left side looking very exhausted and in pain. The red-haired small girl looked in disbelief as Mira had called Anja to her and asked her to stay and that she was sorry. Aren't they supposedly over? I thought... She shook her head and realized Anja had picked up Mira and began running toward the office. Once she had grabbed her headphones from her room she quickly sprinted after them. It was amazing how fast they had run before she finally arrived at the office. The door were closed, but she could see inside with Anja staying close as the professionals worked over Mira. She knocked on the window trying to get someone's attention, desperately trying to get in and see the women she was so concerned for. Concerned for Mira because she was hurt and concerned for Anja for seeing an ex-lover in so much pain. Finally a woman came to the door and told her to please go away and that they had everything under control. "Please! You have to let me in! Let them know Vixy is out here and she's worried about Mira too! Please!" The woman shook her head and she closed the door in Vixandra's face, preventing her from seeing the small tears run down the girl's cheeks. I just... I can't... I mean... Her thoughts were swimming and making very little sense. All she could do was stand against the door and keep looking inside through her tears never taking her eyes off of Mira and Anja, praying somehow she could get in with them.
OOC: I have to go for about 7 hours, but please if they let her in, have her follow along.
... Those who know what love is, don't truly know how to describe it."
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Posted: Sat Jan 29, 2011 1:00 pm
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