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| Dahlia Aislinn | Mar 4 2008, 07:57 PM |
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[size=1]So wrapped up in her thoughts was Dahlia, she hardly noticed the approaching teenagers. Vaguely aware of their presence, the words spoken by the boy fell on deaf ears. Couldn't he see that she was thinking? Her eyes didn't focus until the boy was done speaking, at which point she shook her head as if to dispell the fog her mind had been in. Dahlia looked at him and his silent companion with a bewildered look on her face. "Um, I'm sorry.. could you run that by me again?" she asked, eyes going from the boy to the girl. She had only picked up on her name being said - how did he know her name? - and something about her powers. Oh no. Panic began to set in as she realized what this might be about. If she ever got ahold of the brat who went yapping to their big brother about her little stunt, she'd.. she'd.. Who was she kidding, she'd probably just give the kid the silent treatment. Dahlia immediately began to make up stories in her head concerning the chalk drawings and thinking of ways to get the two to leave her in peace. Had she been thinking rationally, she would have realized that neither of the two teens were at all familiar, and that they didn't live in Greave. Thinking rationally in odd situations such as this wasn't really her strong point, though. "Whatever you've heard, it's all a bunch o' rubbish," she said as confidently as possible, which wasn't very much at all. Dahlia suddenly missed the unassuming people of her street in London.[/size] |
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