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Post by Guadalupe de la Sangre on May 26, 2010 0:02:41 GMT -5
[Closed: Ukraine and Mexico]
Saturday night. A night when people aching for life and pleasure set out into the world for their desires.
For the small Astrology teacher, however, tonight wasn't one of those nights for her.
Lupe growled at the downpour of rain that descended from the black, murky sky to the muddy earth below. She couldn't believe it. The one night she decided to head out and it was the worst weather ever. Now you may call her a drama queen. Why would a little rain stop a grown woman from having fun? Well, coming from a country of extreme heat, and the rarity of snow every couple of years, she never found the strength to cope with the terrible, freezing, and often rainy, weather of her new home, even after living here for many years.
But if you do know Guadalupe de la Sangre, then you know her "Plan B" for exactly this kind of situation.
With the various bottles of her cherished liqueur secure in a brown bag in her office for later transportation, she headed off to the quarters of the Miss Holub.
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Post by Lesya Holub on Jun 2, 2010 0:06:49 GMT -5
"Saturday Night" Lesya thought with a sigh as she flipped the page of her book. It was Saturday night and it was raining, not that she had made plans to go out or anything of that nature. Lesya normally just curled up in the wing-back chair in front of the fire place in her room with a good book 'till she felt like going to bed. She adjusted the collar of her turtle neck sweater and wriggled in to a comfy position again.
Flip
The sound of a turning page was the only thing that could be herd in the quite, save for the crackling of the fire and the rain against the glass. She put her nose further into the piece of literature in her hands, it was getting to the good part. The main character was being chased by an unknown pursuer.
Flip
"Run faster, before he catches you!" she mentally encouraged the fictional character.
Flip
Now the main was trapped against the wall, Lesya read on. Now she was completely into the book tension growing with every word. Now the unknown assailant had a knife what would the main character do now!?
((any idea where I'm going with this ?))
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Post by Guadalupe de la Sangre on Jun 2, 2010 22:06:58 GMT -5
((FFF, it took you long enough dude, but thanks for replying~...))
Down an incredible flight of stairs. Through an empty, warm corridor. Past a young couple, who obviously didn't know that snogging in the open would get them in trouble (she actually thought they looked kinda cute together...). Next to the luminous greenhouses, and she was there...
The door let out a terribly loud creek as she opened the door to Professor Holub's office. It was odd, seeing the usual cherry-looking without it's warming atmosphere. The light were off and the windows only gave the image of night and rain. The hanging plants swayed from the slight breeze she allowed in. She shut the door immediately behind her. She looked cautiously around the dark room. There she saw the only little loom of light, creeping under the entrance to the living quarters.
Lupe stepped forward slowly, her shoes creating a low clicking noise against the hard floor. She didn't want to accidentally step on that trickster Lily. The little plant was always leaving her vines on the floor for some unsuspecting victim to trip on.
She reached the door and reached for the nob. She stopped herself.
'What if she's changing?' She asked herself. 'I don't want to repeat what happened last time...'
Her fisted hand came up to knock. The sudden sound of thunder crashing made her nerves jump, causing her to rap on the wood rather louder than she wanted.
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Post by Lesya Holub on Jun 5, 2010 23:20:14 GMT -5
Lesya was so engrossed in her book she jumped at the sudden loud crash of the thunder and the booming knock at her chamber door. She let out an unearthly loud scream as she fell out of her chair crashing onto the cold stone floor.
"Good grief..." She gripped the shoulder she fell on, it might not have been a very long drop but it hurt."Owww," other than the pain in her shoulder the other thing that was on her mind was who was at the door.
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Post by Guadalupe de la Sangre on Jun 6, 2010 11:47:37 GMT -5
The scream could be well heard through the door. Lupe froze and felt every little hair on her body stand upright.
"LESYA!"
She through open the door expecting to find her friend cornered by some serial-killer or dreadful monster. All she found was the poor woman laying on the floor holding her shoulder with a look of pain on her face. Immediately she flew down to Lesya's side to help her off the ground.
"Dios mio, what happened?"
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