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Natara Hakim
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Feb 26 2008, 03:23 AM
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Natara sighed. "I'm Natara Hakim. Just call me Natara. And I'd hope to go as a friend; I don't have too many of those." She smiled and shook her head in defeat, noticing that the girl had grown to a greater size than herself. Whether the girl had planned it, Natara herself became intimidated. "So, how many are there? and how did you learn to cover your tracks so well?" Truthfully, she didn't like the idea of people more intimidating or powerful than her, but it was better than home. She began to probe the mind of this one who promised salvation. She detected no real danger, other than this "Manor" entity that Livia spoke of. "Well I guess I'll go with her. I'm cold and would like to get to a shelter. So might as well follow her; better than a cold concrete slab." She spoke to herself. Natara pulled her bag down enough to put the knife inside her bag, as a gesture of trust. She ran up to her, and began following her into the woods. She normally stayed out of the woods, all of the stories made her afraid of the woods. Despite this she entered them, believing this Livia somehow was on good terms with whatever entity was in the woods.
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2:47 PM Nov 25
