originally posted in:The New Dojo
[b]Everyone's favorite junkie was sitting, cross-legged in the middle of the courtyard A1! Except... Something was different about her. She had her usual outfit on, sleeveless white shirt, and black shorts. Her hair and eyes looked normal, both cherry-red as usual. It was her demeanor that had changed. Where she was once a hyped-up junkie that was super hyper and always talking or touching things that weren't there, she seemed... Mellow. Like something serious has happened to her. There was something a little unusual about her, though. She was holding what appeared to be a cigarette, but that couldn't be right. She doesn't smoke tobacco... I think I'll let you guys fill in the blank of what it is. She blew some smoke, and looked around for a familiar face, or any face. She was finally better, and wanted to talk.[/b]
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He froze up, looking you dead in the eye "F-frisky?"
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"That is my name!"
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He was pale under his fur, and his voice shook some as he spoke "W-where did you get that name? where are you from!?!"
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"I don't remember my real name... That's just what my friends used to call me."
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"Okay....I-I'll keep that in mind"
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"Where did you come from, before here?"