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Post by Amandine Ferrera on Dec 6, 2009 4:50:05 GMT -5
Ama was restless. She couldn't seem to get anything done. She couldn't do her homework without distraction, she couldn't sleep, couldn't figure out what the heck was going on with Jamie (who was still giving her the cold shoulder, but not as badly) and Scarlette (who Ama knew was hiding something.) the restlessness was driving her crazy. She wanted to do something, ANYTHING, but she didn't know what.
Currently, Ama found herself pacing her dorm room untill she reached ultimate frusteration and she threw herself on her bed with a loud groan.
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Post by Natalie St. Clare on Feb 10, 2010 11:22:58 GMT -5
(Because I'm bored, and I miss Natalie.)
As it happened, at that very moment, Natalie was walking past on her way to her own dorm room. As usualy, she was trying to keep to herself, and was walking with her head down and her hair covering her small face. Severus hadn't been around much lately, and she missed him terribly. When she was with him was the only time she felt a small measure of normalcy.
School was not going well at all for Natalie. As smart as she was, her classes were difficult for her, because it was so hard to concentrate. Whenever she was in a classroom, she was inundated with the thoughts, feelings, and even occasional visions from the people around her. How could she concentrate when it seemed like everyone in the room was screaming in her head?
It was, therefore, unusual for Natalie to stop and talk to someone, especially when that someone was in her own room. It was private; non of her concern. But the waves of frustration emanating from Amandine's room were so powerful that they nearly brought Natalie to her knees. When she peered in, she recognized the girl as Amandine Ferrera. Natalie had met Ama's older brother, Roland, and helped him with his case. She also had seen a vision of him dying, and yet somehow also marrying his partner, Riley. Now of course, that vision made sense, because he had supposedly died, but then came back. Natalie was relieved about that, because she had really liked Roland, and thought he and Riley would make a very nice couple.
It was an impulse that led Natalie to walk into the room at that moment. She stepped forward hesitantly, tucking a lock of her hair behind her ear. "Is... is everything OK?" she asked, though she already knew the answer.
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Post by Amandine Ferrera on Mar 26, 2010 1:20:50 GMT -5
((I didn't even see you respond to this one!))
Amandine looked up from her bed to see Natalie walk in and talk to her. "yea," she smiled at the first-year. "I'm just bored. And when I'm bored, I get restless, and then I get adgitated," Ama said. She rolled off her bed and sat on the edge of it.
"There's just nothing to do," She laughed, feeling like she emphasized ehr point enough.
"What are you up to Natalie?" Ama asked curiously.
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Post by Natalie St. Clare on Apr 4, 2010 0:53:03 GMT -5
There was more to it than that, Natalie knew, but she decided not to say anything to the older girl. If she wanted to talk about her worry over her brothers, that was her business. Natalie didn't want to step in where she wasn't invited. After all, she could offer advice to people as often as she wanted, but they were only going to listen to what they really wanted to hear.
She entered the room, however, and stood quietly against the wall. "I was just walking back to my dormitory to get some rest," she said, shrugging. The truth was that she was going to try and get some peace and quiet, but it seemed too hard to explain that to her. "How is your brother? I was happy to hear he wasn't dead after all."
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