Chibichibi
Big Sis
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- Nov 10, 2008
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The holding Cell is in the Junior Warmages division of Campus. It is actually a rather modest dorm room that had been hastily converted into an area to keep this potentially dangerous and odd human.
The "otherworlder" is a tall, rather heavy-set young woman with brown hair to her chin, and deep brown eyes. She's currently lounging on the bed and looks to be bored out of her mind. If Calcius decides to try and gently listen to the thoughts rising to the surface of her mind, he'd hear Oh. My. God. This has got the be the most boring place I've ever been in. My dad... well I know he's not going to worry that I've gone missing, but my best friend is probably out of her mind with worry. Oh well, at least they were great enough to give me paper and something to write with. I can work on my stories. Maybe I'll have something to show when I get home. I should try and get another... You all notice there is a stack of paper on the desk in the room.
The graphite has been worn down to a nub and it's clear that the young woman has no interest in coming up to the bars to see the new people. She peeks at them from under her arm and says, "Oh, more people come to stare at the zoo attraction. Great." You can almost make out what she's trying to say, but not quite.
The "otherworlder" is a tall, rather heavy-set young woman with brown hair to her chin, and deep brown eyes. She's currently lounging on the bed and looks to be bored out of her mind. If Calcius decides to try and gently listen to the thoughts rising to the surface of her mind, he'd hear Oh. My. God. This has got the be the most boring place I've ever been in. My dad... well I know he's not going to worry that I've gone missing, but my best friend is probably out of her mind with worry. Oh well, at least they were great enough to give me paper and something to write with. I can work on my stories. Maybe I'll have something to show when I get home. I should try and get another... You all notice there is a stack of paper on the desk in the room.
The graphite has been worn down to a nub and it's clear that the young woman has no interest in coming up to the bars to see the new people. She peeks at them from under her arm and says, "Oh, more people come to stare at the zoo attraction. Great." You can almost make out what she's trying to say, but not quite.
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