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Lislchen · 01-08-2012, 11:27 PM

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Originally Posted by i m a g i n e

Sylia shifted on her rock, feeling the sweater underneath her start to fall to one side. Rocking her foot in the air, she lightly shook her head and opened the book back up to the bent page she had made. He obviously wasn't too talkative, an admiring trait that she hasn't seen so far in this school. It seemed everyone wanted to talk and trade stories the moment they meet. Annoying.

She plucked the pencil from behind her ear once more and turned the page. On to another angry rant, the writer was. A defeated sigh escaping her, her pencil darted across the page once more. Circle word here, underline sentence here. Doodle a pair of wings in the corner here. Had she really gotten this bored already? She hardly realized the boy said something until a minute after. Blinking, she looked up and over at him once more. She didn't quite catch what he said, but she didn't think it was crucial enough to ask him to reiterate it.

Oh. His name. Of course he would have said that, seeing as she had asked him. Where had her mind been? "I see." If she had known him better she would say that name suits him. He looked like a Lewis. Lewis' weren't bouncing around hyper people. They were more calm and withdrawn or at least that was with her experience with others with that name. In the modeling world there are a handful of Marks, Alex's, Tim's and Lewis'. Very eccentric names for eccentric people.

"It's Sylia. Sylia Rose." Almost like she caught it like a cold, she ran a hand through her hair as well. She always felt strange when she introduced herself. Maybe it was because she didn't use her real last name but just her first and middle. The thought of someone here knowing her from her modeling career unsettled her, so no Sylia Rose Azelio will be said at this castle. Just Sylia Rose. Please tell me he doesn't know my work.

Still looking out at the pond, Lewis pulled up his knees and put his chin on them. Oh how he wished he had brought something along on this walk. Like a book or something. Or at least some parchment and something to write with. He could have written some more letters. Which reminded him, he still had to send his first few. As much as he himself wanted to believe it, he hadn't actually forgotten to, though. It was just...he didn't know WHICH one to send.

The girl's sigh pulled him out of his reverie and contemplating. What WAS it with that book she was reading? It looked to be quite...frustrating to say the least. Tilting his head a little so that his head was now resting on his right cheek, Lewis glanced back at her with his eyes slightly narrowed. If only he could read the book's title. That was all he needed.

I see? Lewis looked away from the book for a moment to raise his eyebrows at her upon hearing her reply. That was all? Well, this was certainly different. Everybody else had always said something like 'nice to meet you' or something. He had always wondered, how they all knew that it was in fact NICE to meet him. They usually didn't know him so. Strange. This girl seemed to share his opinion on this though. Or she just didn't bother saying so many words to him.

"I see." He echoed her previous words with a small smile playing around his lips when she introduced herself to him. Sylia it was then. His green eyes flickered up to her hair as she - almost a little anxiously? - ran a hand through it. And then with a sigh as if this was the most difficult thing in the world he finally asked what he had been wondering all along. "What are you reading?" There. She had started the whole talking thing so he got to ask questions too, right?

01-08-2012, 11:27 PM	#245 (permalink)
Lislchen DERP & DMAC Dwarf Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: Vienna [GMT+1] Posts: 35,574 Hogwarts RPG Name: Siobhán O'Shea Graduated x3 x2	The Kisapaths \| Sila!Roti \| -2 \| TouchableHair \| ToiletPaperGuy \| QueenOfConfusion Quote: Originally Posted by i m a g i n e Sylia shifted on her rock, feeling the sweater underneath her start to fall to one side. Rocking her foot in the air, she lightly shook her head and opened the book back up to the bent page she had made. He obviously wasn't too talkative, an admiring trait that she hasn't seen so far in this school. It seemed everyone wanted to talk and trade stories the moment they meet. Annoying. She plucked the pencil from behind her ear once more and turned the page. On to another angry rant, the writer was. A defeated sigh escaping her, her pencil darted across the page once more. Circle word here, underline sentence here. Doodle a pair of wings in the corner here. Had she really gotten this bored already? She hardly realized the boy said something until a minute after. Blinking, she looked up and over at him once more. She didn't quite catch what he said, but she didn't think it was crucial enough to ask him to reiterate it. Oh. His name. Of course he would have said that, seeing as she had asked him. Where had her mind been? "I see." If she had known him better she would say that name suits him. He looked like a Lewis. Lewis' weren't bouncing around hyper people. They were more calm and withdrawn or at least that was with her experience with others with that name. In the modeling world there are a handful of Marks, Alex's, Tim's and Lewis'. Very eccentric names for eccentric people. "It's Sylia. Sylia Rose." Almost like she caught it like a cold, she ran a hand through her hair as well. She always felt strange when she introduced herself. Maybe it was because she didn't use her real last name but just her first and middle. The thought of someone here knowing her from her modeling career unsettled her, so no Sylia Rose Azelio will be said at this castle. Just Sylia Rose. Please tell me he doesn't know my work. Still looking out at the pond, Lewis pulled up his knees and put his chin on them. Oh how he wished he had brought something along on this walk. Like a book or something. Or at least some parchment and something to write with. He could have written some more letters. Which reminded him, he still had to send his first few. As much as he himself wanted to believe it, he hadn't actually forgotten to, though. It was just...he didn't know WHICH one to send. The girl's sigh pulled him out of his reverie and contemplating. What WAS it with that book she was reading? It looked to be quite...frustrating to say the least. Tilting his head a little so that his head was now resting on his right cheek, Lewis glanced back at her with his eyes slightly narrowed. If only he could read the book's title. That was all he needed. I see? Lewis looked away from the book for a moment to raise his eyebrows at her upon hearing her reply. That was all? Well, this was certainly different. Everybody else had always said something like 'nice to meet you' or something. He had always wondered, how they all knew that it was in fact NICE to meet him. They usually didn't know him so. Strange. This girl seemed to share his opinion on this though. Or she just didn't bother saying so many words to him. "I see." He echoed her previous words with a small smile playing around his lips when she introduced herself to him. Sylia it was then. His green eyes flickered up to her hair as she - almost a little anxiously? - ran a hand through it. And then with a sigh as if this was the most difficult thing in the world he finally asked what he had been wondering all along. "What are you reading?" There. She had started the whole talking thing so he got to ask questions too, right? __________________ I just wanted you to know that this is me trying ________________________________{Drabbles}_{Meet Lissy}_{DERP}