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| Kat McPherson | Apr 7 2008, 06:44 PM |
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Kat, being occupied with scooping up skittles and generally freaking out, wasn't really aware of Veran when he entered the doorway. She half knelt, half lay, on the dusty floorboards muttering to herself as she recovered the last few sweets from under a sofa. It was then that the boy spoke, his wavering teenage voice sounding loud and abrupt in the silence. Kat produced a small squeak of her own, and sat up suddenly, her body language fearful and defensive…like that of a cat caught next to a puddle of milk. But a millisecond’s glance at Veran told her she was safe enough. Although that was what she’d though about that girl Livia, wasn’t it…? She frowned at him, an assessing eye travelling from baggy t-shirt, to cleaning rag to…was this boy wearing a skirt? What the hell kind of place was this?! Eyebrows disappeared into hairline, “Uhm…hi,” she answered, ignoring Veran’s outstretched hand; there was no way she was falling for that one twice in the same day. Pushing a tangled lock of hair from her face, she straightened up, and absently brushed dirt from her sleeves, “Yeah, I had noticed it was dusty, I’m not a complete idiot y’know… even if I did end up here…” the last part wasn’t aimed at Veran, but muttered to the room in general as she looked around with a frown. “How would you know what I need anyway?” She asked as her gaze returned to him, “For your information I’m fine. I’ve…I’ve got my bag here, and… and skittles. See. Skittles solve all problems!” she said this matter of factly- determined to at least pretend she was in control. And with a completely straight face she popped one of the small sweets into her mouth and chewed, the defiance of a cranky two year old shining through her weary exterior. |
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