A Little Water Never Hurt Anyone(open)

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width: 450px; background-color: transparent;true] the sun and the moon shine together The caws of seagulls rang in her ears as X placed one of her toes in the water, watching the ripples stem out, then disappear. A sea breeze picked up, smelling of salt, displacing a lock of long, white hair. X blinked, her grey eyes sweeping over the gentle waves and how the rays of sunlight was reflecting off them. The sun shone over her head, not a cloud in the clear blue sky. So far, life had been kind to X and her family. Xavier had just sent some money over, so they had been able to have a little more food to celebrate. Her job had been rolling in a steady amount of money, not lots, but still enough. It appeared as though the month would be good, or atleast better than normal. That fact took off the burden of worry that had been weighing X down for some time now. What with having to take care of two younger siblings, going to school, and keeping a job, X was quite busy these days. She hated the fact that she had to do all this. She hadn't asked for something like this to happen. But she was well aware that she had no choice but to live with it. Yep, it seemed as if she had entered a time of true blue peace. Which was nice; it gave X some time to relax and enjoy days like today. She didn't often find the time to sit back and relax, so she was planning on enjoying every minute of it. But in all honesty, the relaxation began to get boring. X was normally up and moving, so just sitting around doing nothing bored her. X withdrew her toe from the water, lifting it in the air above the waves, and bringing it down, slapping the waves and causing water to fly up in every direction. Water sprayed X, getting her face splashed with the salty water. And she did it again. And again. It didn't take long for her hair dress to become damp. But she hadn't done something so...childish in a while, so she was unable to prevent the giggle from escaping her mouth, or for the slight smile to appear on her face.   373 words for rper/character. wearing her light blue dress with sleeves. read bio for description. muse is decent.

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width: 450px; background-color: transparent;true] the sun and the moon shine together Being unobservant had always been one of X's flaws. And today was no exception. X was completely oblivious to the fact that she wasn't alone; she just continued splashing her feet around in the water. She was close to slipping in when she felt a tug on her hair. Turning quickly with alarm, X only faintly heard the woman's question. The lady was definitely an upper class... ugh. But instead of getting up and walking away, like she normally did when she met an upper class, X felt obliged to answer the question at hand. What is your name? Politely ignoring the little one portion of the question, she answered simply, "My name is X."

[/b] She pulled her hair out of the women's grasp. X stood, finding that the women was taller than her by a few inches. Not many, but still. X hated being shorter than others."Who are you?" X asked, returning the question. Her greyish-black gaze sweeping over the lady quickly before looking at her straight in the eye. She crossed her arms as she waited for the women's answer. [/div]

181 words for rper/character. wearing her light blue dress with sleeves. read bio for description. muse is decent.

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[style=font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-size: 26px; color: #dbdedf; text-align: center; margin-top: -50px; margin-bottom: -27px;]have you heard of the big bad wolf?[/style]
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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width: 450px; background-color: transparent;true] the sun and the moon shine together X raised an eyebrow in surprise. Snippy, huh? she thought crossly. So her name was Rosemary. What a mouthful, no wonder she shortened it to Rose. The comment about her dress slightly perturbed her, "I think my dress will be fine." she replied dryly, wondering why on earth it mattered to her. This lady definitely wasn't like all the other Uppers. She didn't seem so...snobbish. More relaxed and casual. Which was good; X hated the way Uppers normally presented themselves, as if they were the best thing in the entire world. At least Rose seemed to have some humility. "Rude, huh? Yeah, 'cause you can talk, grabbing my hair and all." X retorted with a hint of exasperation. That was the worst; people telling her how she should or shouldn't act. What was right, what was wrong. It was all so stupid; she could do what she wanted, no one was the boss of her. X leaned against one of the wooden poles that was jutting out of the wooden planks, "So what exactly are you here for?"X asked lazily, "I'm sure you didn't come here just to tell me I was rude." 190 words for rper/character. wearing her light blue dress with sleeves. read bio for description. muse is decent. sorry it's so short >.<

[Aatiyah]

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[style=font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-size: 26px; color: #dbdedf; text-align: center; margin-top: -50px; margin-bottom: -27px;]have you heard of the big bad wolf?[/style]
[style=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 20px; color: #dbdedf; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; margin-bottom: -50px;]that lives to steal and eats for pleasure[/style]

[atrb=width,450][atrb=border,3,true][atrb=rules,none,true][atrb=bordercolor,000000,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=background,http://i53.tinypic.com/2ppa59f.jpg,true] [style=float:left;width:300px; height: 316px; padding:3px; text-align: justify; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; background-color: #c0c0c0; overflow: auto; filter: alpha(opacity=25); -moz-opacity: .5; opacity:.5; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-top: 4px;] "You would just look better if the ends were cut just a few inches and you made that dress of a cotton and nylon mix, even with this weather the fabric does wonders together." Rosemary tugged at the sides of X's dress and contemplated whether it would be better to bunch it or to leave it as was. She settled on just ripping off some of the material from the shoulder parts of the dress. She knew X would be angry if not completely insulted by her but she did look better now. And it did get rid of the tension from the dress that Rosemary mentioned. She just placed a smile on her face ignoring the reactions she was getting from X, in order to answer the rest of the little ones' questions. "You look much better. If you remain tense your clothing will certainly suffer and last a shorter period of time. Given this material...this dress only had 5 more days left but with the rips there is at least 2 weeks in it, assuming you relax of course." Rosemary briefly walked backward to survey X. She was still missing something, and she knew just what it was but it was back in her room. She sighed in frustration. Just because X was of lower class didn't mean she had to always dress like it especially by the beautiful water side. The cool mist breezed over her and she felt a small chill. She thought about X and decided the girl must come with her, if even for the night. [/style]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width: 450px; background-color: transparent;true] the sun and the moon shine together X never knew anything about style or fabrics. She didn't have a hand at the sewing machine, and she wasn't good with needles. Not to mention the fact that anything she ever made always ended up atleast four times too big. So the talk about clothing quickly bored X, so her mind started drifting. The only thing that snapped her out of her little daydreaming was the sharp tug. "Hey! What the hell do you thing your doing?" she demanded angrily, looking down at her dress. She barely listened to her explanation of why she ripped her sleeves, just glared at the older woman angrily. Who does she think she is? X fumed. She turned her head sharply as Rose began walking around her, and her eyes followed her, wondering what she was doing. What;s with her? X heard her sigh. "What are you so exasperated about?" X groaned, "You aren't the one who just got her dress ruined!" X wouldn't have normally minded this so much. Because 1. She didn't care about how she looked and 2. It was just a rip. But this was one of the dresses her mother had made so it had...sentimental value. And having an Upper mess it up made her blood boil. 191 words for rper/character. wearing her light blue dress with sleeves. read bio for description. muse is okay

[Aatiyah]

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[style=font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-size: 26px; color: #dbdedf; text-align: center; margin-top: -50px; margin-bottom: -27px;]have you heard of the big bad wolf?[/style]
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[atrb=width,450][atrb=border,3,true][atrb=rules,none,true][atrb=bordercolor,000000,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=background,http://i53.tinypic.com/2ppa59f.jpg,true] [style=float:left;width:300px; height: 316px; padding:3px; text-align: justify; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; background-color: #c0c0c0; overflow: auto; filter: alpha(opacity=25); -moz-opacity: .5; opacity:.5; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-top: 4px;] "Come with me. I wish do add something to that dress of yours or better yet show you something that will do an amazing job at fleshing out the color of yours skin. Rose drew closer, ignoring the fact that X was clearly angry with her. She watched in delight as color rose into X's cheeks and her body quivered with anger. For Rose it was just a dress, but something told her it must hold some value to the young girl. Some of the stitching was off but it certainly was just as good as if a machine had made it. Rose shook her head when she noticed the amount of tension that seemed to elevate in the girl's shoulder from just a tear in the dress. She would have to take her home even if she didn't want a new dress from Rose or an accessory for the dress, for the simple fact she didn't have her sewing kit on her. It was with her guard, who she had ditched back not to long ago. The guards weren't to bright about the lower area and its different terrains. Rose wondered if it was just her guard or just not in their training. She would talk to her father about that later, but right now she had a fashion emergency on her hands. She held out her hand and repressed a shudder when another breeze of cold water mist blew by her. "Come with me. Let us make it quick. Rose may have had a smile on her face but her tone left little room for argument. She wanted this girl to be her playmate if not her friend. She had fire in her that matched Rose's hair, and she had the ice to X's. They complemented each other well. [/style]

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