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Gideon turned around to face her with a small smile. "Are you alr..." He stopped mid sentence noticing her face. It took him by surprise to see a face he recognized, one he hadn't seen in a very long time. He stood puzzled for a moment but quickly shook it off before it seemed odd. "Are you alright miss?" he finished his sentence from earlier. "Your not hurt are you?" She didn't have any notice injuries but it doesn't hurt to be cautious. 'It wouldn't be safe for her to be out alone.' He thought to himself. He should walk her home, make sure she's safe especially if that man from earlier decided to come back. "If it's not a bother I would like to walk you home, make sure your safe."
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Not at all. I'm completely okay with it
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"I'm glad your okay..." he gave a smile glad that she was okay and was willing to allow him to escort her home. This situation though was starting to make him uncomfortable. The longer he stared at her the more she looked exactly like Dyana. It made him feel more than a little uneasy. He paused for a moment wondering whether it would be appropriate to ask of her name or not. Ultimately he decided to ask. "If you don't mind me asking.... What is your name?" if she denied then he wouldn't be completely upset, he is after all a stranger to her.
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"Such amazing observational skills. I don't think anyone else would have reached the same conclusion." Amara replied sarcastically while giving a clap of applause. 'I wonder or Mr. Obvious over there is?' Curiosity isn't always good and was debating whether it was wise to ask or not. She had things to do so it would be best to find out who he was and why he was here. Hopefully she wouldn't regret it. "Who are you? And why come here? she probably could have put that in a better way.
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Both accepted.
Also a question for you bluetrombone. Do you happen to know where the inspiration for the plot come from?
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No no sorry. The last name you use is that exact same last name of the main character from the show so I was just curious. I wasn't expecting anyone to know and it's not a common last name so I though it was possible you may know. Apologies it was surprising to me that's all. ^_^
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It's just such a funny coincident.
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Let me see what I can come up with (I honestly suck at starting)
"Should have known this was a terrible idea" Amara mumble to herself. She sat against the wall of her cells thinking about what to do next. Her own parents refused to listen to her what made her think the demon's would listen any better. She sighed as she thought of a way out of her current predicament. She needed to escape and find another way to end this unnecessary conflict but that's a lot easier said then done. For now all she can do is wait and hope something will come to her.
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She stared at the mysterious girl for a moment. She was having several mixed ideas. More importantly who this person was. The second why she was helping her. She stood up but didn't move. Her uncertainty of these two thoughts kept her from accepting such an offer. Unfortunately this may be the only chance she gets so ultimately she has no choice up to accept. 'fine' she sighed and walked out of the now open cell door. She stared the the girl whom rescued her but said nothing.
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^_^ so shall I start or do you want too?
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I didn't have a specific idea in mine but sure I'll start I'll post when I get home. Also sorry for the long delay. It's a stressful and busy week.
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Bump! (just one more person! We can do it!)
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'What do I have to loose...' With a deep sigh Amara took off following behind the odd girl. She was definitely confident with her surrounding's so she seems capable of getting around. That just increased her curiosity of who this stranger was and why she is helping her. Hopefully once they get out of this place she will get her answers.
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"A lovely name." "My name is Gideon." It is only fair to give his name in return. As the two walked he was curious and wanted to ask about the situation earlier and was worried about something similar happening again. Was the threat he made true or just talk? It's not his place to ask so he bit his lip and kept his moth shut, but the thoughts still crossed his mind. He didn't wish to pry at someone he just met business. "Will you be okay?" He wanted to at least ask that much hoping it wasn't to personal still.
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Ara walked down the busy streets without a care in the world like she always does. It was a late Saturday night and the streets were filled with people drinking, laughing. It felt like an organized version of chaos to her and she couldn't help but feel slightly exhilarated. There was so much fun that could be had. It's so easy to screw with people who are to out of it to remember. You can learn all kinds of secrets in times like these. People have a tendency to be honest and loose lipped when they drink. She was done with this part of town and was on her way to a different area. As she continued her walking the crowed started to shrink. The area between here and the other area is usually pretty dead since it's mostly office buildings. As she walked she hummed a tune to herself.
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Schools been really busy this week so I haven't been as active. (I live in Italy so we sadly don't get bad weather.)
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"So quite." Ara mumbled to herself. She didn't like the silence. The silence reveals things, secrets, thoughts, best left untouched. It could get a person depressed if you think about it to much, so she continued her hum. As she walked along the sidewalk she noticed someone off in the distance. Normally she would shrug it off as just some normal person but he seemed odd. It may be dark but that made him stand out all that much more. He had such unusual hair, It was such a pure white. He was just sitting there alone. Curiosity got the best of her. She wanted to know who he was. With no reservations she strolled on up to him. She was close enough to hear is last sentence and gave a simperer smile. "The poor baby, life got you down?" She was crouching in front of him to get a more up close look. From her current point of view he looked almost like a kid. He appeared to her like one of those cute children that you just want to pinch the cheeks of. "I know an exiting way to make all your problems disappear, at least temporarily."
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Holy S**t I wish I had that kind of muse. I don't think I can keep up with that.
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His reaction was th best thing she could have hoped for. "Aw sorry did I offend you? I'm sorry?" It was a sarcastic and fake apologies but she continued with her smile. She noticed his eyes and for a moment paused. 'How pretty' she thought to herself. After a few moment Ara refocused, his attempt at giving her attitude made her start to laugh. "You know you want too." She reached out in started petting him on the head. It's was a nice attempt but she wasn't bothered by it, she was never bothered by anything for that matter. "Sitting here all alone and depressed won't make anything better." She honestly didn't really care who he was. She had been here on earth for a while so this mentality seems to have developed. Here it doesn't matter who you are or who you were here we're all the same, with a a few slight exceptions. Granted that didn't mean she wasn't curious. She was the type of person that liked to know everything.
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I like to write stories but I've never finished any because I'm not very good at the writing, the small details that make it interesting to read. I'm really good at characters and plot but just not writing it. I struggle to make it even look long.
Everything feels so weird!! the new layout is so different. threw me off for the first day.
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10 years ago a civil war was raged in Japan. Tsuna (I'll let whomever makes the brother decide the last name) and her twin brother were assassin's in the war they were good at what they did and feared by most. The last battle solidified the Imperials victory but Tsuna's finally assignment was not what she was expecting. She was told to assassinate her own brother, and he was assigned to do the same. The two fought wanting to fulfill their duties. It was when Tsuna was about to be killed it was realized that they were both being uses by those they served. Her brother didn't finish her and left. He disappeared for the next 10 years. Tsuna was sure to bleed out where she was but when she awoke her wounds were patched and she was well. The two siblings' hadn't spoken to each other since that day and they lived their separate life's in peace. 10 years later however it seems the two were found by the government but not to finish what they started years ago. Instead they are asked to once again return to silence a new threat that has arisen.
1. Feels free to add anything you think would be good I'm open to drama
2. we need two villains and the brother but you can make other characters if you wants as long as you play one of the roles. Others can join the quest if you want to make a character for it.
3. Be creative.
4. Have fun!
After her fight with her brother Tsuna thought for sure she was dead. Luckily an old man happen by her and patched her up (She bears a scar on her chest and right side of her neck). She felt resentment at first for her brother, the people that betrayed them, and even herself, She traveled seeking revenge for a while but after a couple years put it behind her. She lived peacefully in the woods outside Edo until the government she once fought for came looking for her. She was surprised they found her after all these years but listen to what they had to say anyway. She was a first reluctant to accepted the mission they ask of her Although she has no issues with killing anyone she didn't want to become their tool again. Ultimately She finally agree when she heard her brother had already agreed. She wondered what he had spent the last 10 years doing and so accepted.
