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Helios Sunrider · 03-09-2009, 07:58 PM

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Originally Posted by EquestrianGal88

"No." Freya said as she ate another grape, "I just give gifts sometimes, I'm not sure why, but I enjoy it. And actually having to make those items helped me to remain occupied for a while." She relaxed a little more on the rug, having kept herself pretty tense since she had first arrived.
"So." She said after a minute or two, and temporarily losing her focus as she stared at the fire, "What's on your mind, you seem troubled." Freya was no psychologist, but after being around so many people over her summer, she couldn't help herself.

"Murder."

The sky burned in the reflection of the fireplace displayed over his blue eyes as a single word fell dull from his lips. A somber note in emotionless monotone.

"I hear a boy was killed in the library, and that the professors are beginning to lose their wits." Tearing himself away from the flames, Helios spoke after he regained his conviction, and was able to focus on his surroundings.

"It is almost as if there is some great and terrible plot going on around us, and I have no clue what it all means.." You would think it would be enough to be able to relax in such a interesting room, away from the drama on the outside. Sadly, no, how could anyone relax when there were mysteries to be solved?

03-09-2009, 07:58 PM	#595 (permalink)
Helios Sunrider DoM Puffskein Join Date: Jul 2007 Location: Twilight Zone Posts: 1,389	Quote: Originally Posted by EquestrianGal88 "No." Freya said as she ate another grape, "I just give gifts sometimes, I'm not sure why, but I enjoy it. And actually having to make those items helped me to remain occupied for a while." She relaxed a little more on the rug, having kept herself pretty tense since she had first arrived. "So." She said after a minute or two, and temporarily losing her focus as she stared at the fire, "What's on your mind, you seem troubled." Freya was no psychologist, but after being around so many people over her summer, she couldn't help herself. "Murder." The sky burned in the reflection of the fireplace displayed over his blue eyes as a single word fell dull from his lips. A somber note in emotionless monotone. "I hear a boy was killed in the library, and that the professors are beginning to lose their wits." Tearing himself away from the flames, Helios spoke after he regained his conviction, and was able to focus on his surroundings. "It is almost as if there is some great and terrible plot going on around us, and I have no clue what it all means.." You would think it would be enough to be able to relax in such a interesting room, away from the drama on the outside. Sadly, no, how could anyone relax when there were mysteries to be solved? __________________ In over his head