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Post by astridhail on Dec 28, 2010 13:36:39 GMT -5
Astrid nodded and shoved her hands into her pockets. She fiddled with another medication top and wiggled out her second pill of five for the day. Popping it into her mouth she swallowed and looked at Hanna. "You're a paranormal investigator," she said, "That's pretty awesome."
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Post by hannafalkcross on Dec 28, 2010 13:46:01 GMT -5
"Yeah, it's the best job in the world," Hanna smirked, giving a thumbs up as they made their way to the library.
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Post by Maka on Dec 29, 2010 21:02:43 GMT -5
"Is your hair naturally that color?" Astrid asked bemused by the bright red hair. It looked amasing, like something that had to be died. She waited to see his reaction, partially to see if he'd freak out at the strange question and suddenly make an excuse.
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Post by hannafalkcross on Dec 29, 2010 21:04:52 GMT -5
"All natural," Hanna smiled, putting his hands in his pockets, "Always messy, too. Maka seems to like it anyways."
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Post by Maka on Dec 29, 2010 21:08:53 GMT -5
"Yeah," Astrid laughed messing with her own messy hair, "Zara too."
She checked herself and made the smile disapear. She couldn't, no she wouldn't, make a friend like Hanna. It was too easy, easy always was the most dangerous. She shoved her hands deeper into her pockets hoping the antidepressent would kick in soon.
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Post by hannafalkcross on Dec 29, 2010 21:11:17 GMT -5
"What's Zara like?" Hanna asked, looking over at the girl beside him. She seemed like a nice person, and Hanna needed friends badly. He hoped she could become someone he could hang out with.
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Post by astridhail on Dec 29, 2010 21:17:12 GMT -5
"She's...a bit like a hyper active teenager," Astrid said with a smile, "But she's smart and sweet. Literally nothing can bring her down, or at least it seems that way. She's...welll she's perfect."
Astrid's face heated up a bit. Most people hated hearing about relationships between the same sex, maybe Hanna was different from her other 'friends'.
"What's Maka like?" she asked.
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Post by hannafalkcross on Dec 29, 2010 21:19:22 GMT -5
"Wow, Maka... Where to start? Oh gosh, she's absolutely beautiful. Breathtaking. She's amazingly active and a great fighter, and she's really kind and understanding," Hanna smiled, "She's so smart, and I basically get sad whenever she isn't around."
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Post by astridhail on Dec 29, 2010 21:22:43 GMT -5
"You must really love her huh?" Astrid said with a laugh, "That's cool."
Looking over at the red head she desided to give him a very rare Astrid smile. Usually only Zara got them since, well, the program was her only friend and the only person she loved.
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Post by hannafalkcross on Dec 29, 2010 21:24:21 GMT -5
"Oh yeah," Hanna smiled, "So much, some people find it annoying. How about you and Zara? How do you guys get on and all?" He was fiddling with a tiny string coming undone in his hoodie pocket.
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Post by astridhail on Dec 29, 2010 21:26:49 GMT -5
Astrid didn't understand that, she'd been on the Grid so long and hanging around Zara so much she was starting to have trouble remembering slang.
"Sorry what do you mean?" she asked.
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Post by zara on Dec 29, 2010 21:28:40 GMT -5
"Are you two happy together and such?" Hanna smiled. He was using lingo he stole from his father. No wonder the girl was confused. She probably had never heard of that phrase before.
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Post by astridhail on Dec 29, 2010 21:32:21 GMT -5
"I'm...not sure actually," Astrid said, "I'm happy with her...but I can be a pain in the ass at the best of times."
She shrugged her shoulders and played with the medication cap in her pocket, "Plus flippin a switch everyonce a while I think I scare her."
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Post by hannafalkcross on Dec 29, 2010 21:36:29 GMT -5
"Well, do you wanna make it better between you two?" Hanna seemed genuinely concerned. Something about the girls' relationship was like his with Maka's was at first. His constant apologizing was a problem...
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Post by astridhail on Dec 29, 2010 21:40:22 GMT -5
"Yeah," Astrid said simply, "I try too anyways. I give her some space to do what she wants...but I really didn't want to come here at all. School's and I just don't mix...i get into fights a lot."
She shoved her hands deeper into her pockets and balled them into tight fists. She was also bitting the inside of her lip so hard it was bleeding. She kept her eyes trained on the dusty ground as they walked.
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