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Post by Chellienne Chauntall on Nov 28, 2010 13:33:40 GMT -5
 This sort of institution was too stifling. It made her feel sick. Being stuck inside this bland building with people she didn't know or care to know....was this her actual punishment for the darkness in her heart? God really was a cruel being if that was the case. Who was the mad person that thought it was a good idea to force people to be stuck in a building like this for eight hours a day? They must have been mental, yet more sane than the ones who approved it and made it a law.
Standing on the roof of the school, Chellienne stared out across the grounds. She was standing on the very edge of the roof, to the point where it looked like a single strong breeze might have led her to fall to her death. Or it might have looked like she was planning to jump. Of course she wasn't; she wasn't so foolish that she would waste the second chance she'd gotten at life, no matter how annoying the imbeciles in this place were. It made her sick to think that she had to be surrounded by them each day and that she couldn’t even do anything to any of them; she had a cover to keep.
A small breeze came by, causing her long hair to move every so slight. She brushed a hand along the underside of her hair before flipping it behind her shoulder, continuing to stare out across the horizon. She wanted to leave this place, to go somewhere more suitable for her. She wanted to return to the life of luxury she’d had when she’d first been living, but such a thing wasn’t possible. She almost regretted choosing this body of all ones to inhabit.
Maybe if she’d chosen a girl with a more wealthy life things would be better; but no, she had been drawn to the one that reminded her of her original body. What a foolish choice! Now she was stuck with it for God only knows how long; it was an annoying thought, one that caused a frown to cross over her features. Chellienne was not one for showing much expression or emotion on her face, so that fact that she was actually frowning was a clue as to how annoyed she truly was.
Running a hand down the uniform that she was required to wear by the school, she felt a wave of contempt wash through her; she loathed the things this place forced her to wear. If she had it her way she would have been wearing her normal attire, something far more suiting for a girl of her time (of course by her time she meant back when she’d first been living and before the whole mess with the mirror occurred). The skirt was too short and the color of the jacket was just deplorable; honestly the person who had decided on the uniforms needed a lesson in fashion.
Shaking her head slightly she returned her gaze to out across the horizon, her thoughts wandering ever so slightly. If she could she would have flown away from this place at that very moment. While being so lost in her thoughts, Chellienne didn’t realize that, unconsciously, she was moving even closer to the edge and even closer to falling to the ground below.
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Post by Tsukiko Mundari on Nov 30, 2010 20:35:36 GMT -5
Tsukiko walked up the steps until she had reached her destination, the roof. She took in a deep breath of the air letting the breeze go through her short hair, her bangs flew up for a moment to she her eyes which were almost the same color as her purple hair. Tsukiko held her backpack closely to her chest as she walked around the large roof. Then a person caught her eye that was a little too close to falling off. She hasn't heard about anyone trying to commit suicide from the school. M... Maybe I should talk to them. Tsukiko looked around to see if anyone else was around, but alas it would only be her to warn this girl. So Tsukiko reluctinly moved to where the girl was.
If someone was there to warn her not to get in her way, Tsukiko would've weighed out the warned from the girl and probably walked away. But she didn't quite make up the common sense she made in her smarts, so if something was up (and I mean SOMETHING) she would put two and two together. Slowly she made her way up to Chellienne and noticed that she was in deep thought. She then brought up a hand away from her bag and quietly said, "Excuse me, I think that's kind of dangerous." Tsukiko then brought her arm arond the bag once more, letting her bangs hide her eyes from both embaressment and nervousness of talking to someone new.
She'll probably just shoo me away... I'm pretty sure I've seen her before... Wait, no, no I have not. Her eyes flickered down to the floor as she waited for the girls reaction. |
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Post by Chellienne Chauntall on Dec 4, 2010 16:23:37 GMT -5
Chellienne's thoughts were pulled back to the present by the sound of another person speaking. Blinking she looked over her shoulder to see a girl, looking rather shy, standing not too far behind. What did she mean about something being dangerous? She looked forward once more and then downwards slightly; the front half of her feet were completely off the edge of the roof by this point; it would probably take nothing more than a moment of imbalance or a strong wind to cause her to fall.
For a short moment a small amount of worry seeped into her, but she dismissed it; there was no need for her to be worried. She stepped back from the ledge a bit and ran her hands over her skirt, smoothing it out. Chellienne then turned to face the girl that had come and caused her to be aware of the fact that she was close to walking straight off the ledge.
Her dark eyes observed the girl who seemed rather timid and shy; girls like her annoyed Chellienne to no end. But now wasn't the time to let her annoyance get the better of her. Instead she pushed it to the side, clasped her hands in front of her, and gave a small bow to the girl. "Thank you for warning me; I was so lost in my thoughts that I hadn't realized I was so close to falling off the edge. Were it not for you I might have fallen to my death. Thank you, miss."
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