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Post by Meems Turner on Dec 13, 2009 16:34:50 GMT -5
Meems saunters into the mess hall, clad in a black tank top, long army pants and red converse. She glances around and grabs an apple, avoiding the gook they were calling potatoes and gravy. She walks over to a table and plops down, biting into the apple. No matter what, this is still better than back home, she tells herself.
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Post by Racheal on Dec 26, 2009 19:53:17 GMT -5
Lucas walks in with a plate full of food. He entered where you sit down to see an unfamiliar girl. He looked to see she had only an apple. Geez im a fatty he thought to himself as he sat in the corner of the room not wanting to disturb the girl. He also didn't know what to say to her.
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Post by Meems Turner on Dec 26, 2009 23:48:26 GMT -5
Meems gaze shifted to the newcomer. " Oh.. Hey. " She said to the boy. Damn, I never was good at talking to guys, Meems thinks to herself. She blushes, seeming to not meet his gaze, absently drumming her fingertips on her thigh. She tilted back in her chair slightly, almost falling. " God.. Sorry, I'm so graceful, " Meems laughed, blushing. Her cheeks almost as red as her hair.
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Post by Racheal on Dec 27, 2009 13:24:23 GMT -5
Lucas looked up. " Oh, hello there" he said." I'm lucas Graham."
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Post by Meems Turner on Dec 27, 2009 13:53:55 GMT -5
Meems adjusted herself before saying , " I'm Meems, Officially Emily Turner. " She grinned.
OOC : short because yours was short'er'
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Post by Racheal on Dec 27, 2009 14:32:01 GMT -5
" Nice" he said. He got up and moved over to where she was sitting. " So" he said. " I'm new here. When did you get here?"
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Post by Meems Turner on Dec 27, 2009 15:50:18 GMT -5
" Mmm.. A couple of days, but I guess I like it here so far, way better then it was back home. What do you think of the camp, so far? " She inquired. Meems observed him, biting into her apple.
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Post by Racheal on Dec 27, 2009 15:54:28 GMT -5
" It's alright" he said. " I've only been here a few days, met a few people. There really arn't alot here!"
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Post by Meems Turner on Dec 27, 2009 16:05:53 GMT -5
" Yeah, there really aren't. " Meems nudges him. " A word of advice, avoid DJ. Some kid named Erik had to practically fight with him yesterday. Erik's a good guy, but DJ is a juvy deliquent with a gun and an attitude problem. "
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Post by Racheal on Dec 27, 2009 16:17:09 GMT -5
"Will do" he said. Lucas lowered his voice " Does the head person her eknow he has a gun?" he asked.
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Post by Meems Turner on Dec 27, 2009 16:20:31 GMT -5
" Doubt it, otherwise he'd do something. I mean, I have a switchblade, but I don't slice at kids with it. " She sighs.
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Post by Racheal on Dec 27, 2009 16:25:44 GMT -5
" I don't have anything. I or you or anyone could be next this kid could be a mass murderer!" he said laughing not being serious.
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Post by Meems Turner on Dec 27, 2009 16:46:59 GMT -5
She chuckled, her bright red hair falling into her too-green eyes. " I just wish I could go somewhere where I felt safe. " Meems sighed, falling serious again.
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Post by Racheal on Dec 27, 2009 16:50:22 GMT -5
" Yea me too" he said. " Thats kinda creppy that no ones told yet. Maybe he'll just be taken back to juve soon."
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Post by Meems Turner on Dec 27, 2009 16:57:05 GMT -5
" Hopefully. Poor Erik was shot yesterday, and was protecting this girl named Racheal, his girlfriend I think. " Meems sighed, resting her head on the table.
OOC : sorry. short
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