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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by Cthulhu Agent:
10/12/2016 9:13:22 PM
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[i]Violet sits in the library alone, crying and reading a book on the local history. She had the hood of her purple cloak over her face to hide her crying, but it was obvious from the noise that she was upset. Her sobs can be easily heard across the library as no one else was in the library, but you.[/i]
[spoiler]Open. Manipulate(d*ck move). Attack(bigger d*ck move). Talk. Whatever.[/spoiler]
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[i]Violet placed the book down and looked over at him with her tear covered face.[/i] "Fine. Thank you. Now, leave." [i]She picked the book back up and covered her face with it.[/i]
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"Actually. Just tell me, I won't care how embarrassing it is anyways... Not like I have any friends." Said Ghiaccio, a snow white figure forming behind him. I'm going to assume you read White Albums bio so I won't explain it. The ghostly figure just floated behind him..
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[spoiler]Nope.[/spoiler] [i]Violet was ignorant of the figure as she kept her head down and spoke.[/i] "I'm not explaining anything, now go."
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[spoiler]Well..you might wanna. Its a bitch explaining what he looks like.[/spoiler] The ghostly figure slowly floated in front of Violet. "Are you sure? It would put the weight off your shoulders..besides, I can repay you for something so small."
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[i]Violet kept her head down.[/i] "Just leave me alone! I don't want to talk about anything with you."
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"Well you aren't really nice now aren't you?" He said, White Album floating off to get something..shortly after it returned with a book on Thermodynamics. It handed it to Ghiaccio and he opened it, starting to read it. As was his original intention.
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[i]She sighs in anger.[/i] "You're not leaving anytime soon, are you?"
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"Well no. I did come here to get a book on Thermodynamics so I can use my Stand properly." He said, looking at her for a moment before returning to his own book.
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"Could you at least move to a different section of the library. I was here first."
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"Alright. Riddle me this. What the fück is your problem? Don't just answer with some smartass shit either like 'Oh, its You.' Because that shit is annoying. What. The. Fück. Happened." Ghiaccios hunger to solve this mystery in his head took over his senses as White Albums hands grabbed the top of Violets book.
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[i]Violet sighed in anger and spoke with rage.[/i] "Why does everyone think something happened or that I'm upset?! I'M FINE!"
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"No. You obviously do." Ghiaccio said, a white mist emitting from White Album..the temperature dropping down to a colder level...as if the AC was blasted on maximum. "But..if you insist."
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[i]Violet sighed and started to calm down.[/i] "I'm sorry, sir. I've just been having a bad day."
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"Its fine. Say, what is your name? Mine is Ghiaccio." He said, White Album retreated into nothingness and the chilly air became more comfortable again.
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[i]Violet continued to stare at her book.[/i] "Violet."
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"That's a nice name. So, if you're willing..mind explaining the crying earlier?"
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[i]Violet visibly clenches her fist.[/i] "I'm not talking about it."
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"That's fine then. I apologize about my intrusion of your privacy earlier, totally uncalled for. Say..do you know an Emily? Has like..cocaine on her or something? I haven't seen her since I threw a knife into her arm and brought her to a doctor..."
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"Y-yeah, she's my sister. Why?" [i]Violet became interested.[/i]
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"I wanted to apologize, for y'know...throwing a knife into her arm. But it was a spar so it wasn't unfair." He admitted, which was indeed the truth.
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[i]Violet seemed upset at this, but kept her cool.[/i] "It's....okay. As long as she wasn't seriously injured."
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"Oh no, she's perfectly fine now. The drug use is somewhat concerning now. She stabbed a rapier into a bag and snorted some...cocaine is it called?"
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[i]Violet laughed.[/i] "Yeah, she's way too addicted to that stuff. Poor girl is reliant on it."
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she hears an odd whirr, then a light click as something taps the ground, and the noise repeats itself, getting closer and closer
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[i]She gets annoyed by the noise.[/i] "Shut up. Shut up. Shut up. Shut up. Shut up. Shut up. Shut up. Shut up. Shut up. Shut up. SHUT UP!" [i]Violet lifts her face from her book.[/i] "WHO'S DOING THAT?!"
