Trishelle walked through dungeons, wondering if she should head back into the common room. It was getting late outside, but the fifteen year old girl wasn't sleepy yet. Plus, this time of night it was quiet, and would also be the perfect place to think to herself.
Soon she stopped her walking, and leaned herself against the wall. This girl had lots to think about. Since, her previous encounter with Shadow in Drakborough, she had a lot of thinking to do. Why had she taken so long to actually sit down somewhere and think?
'Dad, what should I do?' she began to think, as all the thoughts from the past several days filled her head. Trishelle was confused and didn't know what to do. Turning around slightly she punched the wall she had been leaning against, more out of frustration than anything else. Footsteps could now be heard heading toward her, but she paid no mind to it. She just turned her emerald green eyes in the direction, in which the footsteps were coming from. Her knuckles were now bleeding, but she paid no mind as the blood dripped along her fingers toward the floor.
Last Edit: Feb 6, 2008 18:06:37 GMT -5 by Sparky Cobalt
Willow spotted her, debating whether to speak or not. Then, she called out to the obviously frustrated girl.
"Are you okay?" she called, watching her curiously. She saw the blood, but wasn't at all disturbed by it. She cocked her head, twisting her fingers in her hair, pale green eyes narrowed in puzzlement.
ooc-sorry for illiteracy, at school. g2g, I'll get on tommorrow.
Trish continued staring in the direction she had heard the footsteps, and soon spotted a girl who looked younger than herself. The girl called out asking if she was ok, and a calm fake smile appeared on her face. "Yeah, I'm alright. I was just thinking." she said calmly.
It was probably obvious her smile was a fake, but she didn't care. She didn't want anyone to know how confused she had felt lately. 'Why do I have so many questions in my head lately?It's such a pain to have to keep thinking about such things.' she thought as she leaned herself against the wall. Lifting up her now blood covered hand, she stared at it for a couple of seconds. The sight didn't bother her, but she knew she should cover it soon.
Trish grabbed a light green cloth out of her back pocket, and began wrapping it around her bleeding hand. Remembering there was someone there with her, she turned to face the girl. "So, what brings you down here to the dungeons?" she asked.
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