Gently lying down in the field, Kayla stared up at the sky, making out the individual marks. Closing her eyes, she tried to reign in her fear of the unknown, what she always feared what would happen.
Kayla danced back and forth along the path, humming to herself. "Here she comes, there she goes, flying, swaying..." she tripped, then righted herself, laughing as she went further. The spinning in her head hadn't stopped, but it felt better, like a feather for a brain. "Feather for a brain!" she screamed out, falling down and lying against the tree, laughing.
Good boy. Now go to bed.
There ya go.
That's probably the flu. Makes sure you drinks lots of de fluids, kay?
I would, really, but I wouldn't be able to keep up. You guys are posting so much while I'm offline, it's hard to keep up when I don't have a part...
Following the water, Alianne couldn't wait anymore. She sucked in her breath and dove into the water, curling up tight and letting the stream carry her. She heard it screech, or thought she did. The rushing water made it hard to hear anything anymore. Suddenly she was falling, or flying, she couldn't tell. Sucking in more air, she dropped headlong into more water.
Eva slowly sat down, still blinking. "So why didn't you try to say something? It's not like I've been hiding this entire time. I thoought you all were dead, I thought you were..." like the ones we heard screaming. She finished out her sentence in her mind.
Played by: Magick :3 Age: 17 Name: Kayla Bio (state whether you’re sick or insane in here, must be fairly long or I won’t add you. 6 sentences min.) (; ;) She was put into the local asylum at age eight, due to the fact she apparently killed her parents. The event was not investigated into, and her uncle left her there. Although as sane as any child, the shock treatments and methods they put her through have made her sanity questionable. She doesn't understand morals, or right and wrong, and frequently talks to herself. After having a seizure, she slipped into a coma. Appearance: http://i625.photobucket.com/albums/tt332/kaymoy04/f5ee85e41bd0e4141.jpg Other: I didn't see any name putting in siggy in the rules ._.
She grabbed the doorway for support, blinking quickly. Must have a fever or something......"How did you get out? It's been so long...I thought you died with the rest of them." OOC: I have to go, feel free to leave her. I'll be back tonight anyway.
Aw, poor baby. *gives nummy medicine* With what?
XD Okay. How are you?
Eva opened her eyes after a bit, her head spinning. She stumbled over to the window, feeling her bones ache. Gripping the sill with her hands, she noticed some kind of commotion. Making her way down the stairs, she stumbled to the bar, her loose clothes catching on the doorway. Watching. Ren. She tried to stumble back to her house. Daddy wouldn't want her here.
Time to get out for some air.....Kayla locked up the store, walking with her arms wrapped around her waist. She didn't bother with a coat, she would get warm enough soon. Her walk turned into a jog as she breezed down a path in the fields. She was not afraid, she was not running from anything. At least, that's what she told herself.
Xion kept her eyes closed, managing a smile. "I'll be okay..." she opened her eyes, her face turning pale as Xemnas appeared. "Sora, run away." she whispered, her eyes wide with fear.
Sitting on the couch, Tifa placed her chin on her hands, staring at the other couch opposite her. She thougth about her choices, what had led her here. She didn't regret it, but whatever happened tonight, there was a good chance she might not make it. Xion had more to live for then her, so if it came to that.....she had to smile.
:3 I ish not. You know what breaking a mirror means, I trust.
XD You're that glad that its over?
Well I admit it cracked a little because of me, but......
OOC: I have skating. ._. BIC: Alianne backed up slowly, her feet making splashing noises. Feeling something tickle her neck, she whirled, and screamed. Whatever was in front of her wasn't human, wasn't human at all. She backed up, then turned, running the other way. Maybe there was a place the water began...she followed it upstream, her breath coming hard, echoing against the walls.
