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Post by Aidan Spencer on Apr 6, 2007 16:55:11 GMT -5
Tilting his head back ever so slightly, Aidan leaned against the massive Oak Tree. Goodness knows how long this beautiful piece had been standing here, silently watching over the school. Oh the things it must have seen, if only it could share the stories. A soft gust of wind licked at his dishevelled blonde hair, playing it across his forehead as he allowed his eyes to flicker closed.
It was beautiful out, he had felt compelled to go outside, just being inside the school this morning had been completely stifling, unable to stand it a moment longer, he had slung his backpack over his shoulder and trekked out here, where he now sat. Comfortable and crosslegged. |
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Post by asahria on Apr 6, 2007 17:01:38 GMT -5
The weather was absolutely gorgeous and Asahria could not help but expose herself to it's clutches. The wind whipped softly at the curly locks of her auburn hair. She ran a solitary hand through their length pushing them playfully over her shoulder. Not far from where she stood, was the massive old oak, in it's full glory.
She let a small tune flow from her lips as she made her way closer to it's magnificent form. If only the rest of the world shared the beauty such as this one solitary figure. As her hair again flicked around her face she tossd it around her shoulder and noticed a boy beneath it's spread boughs and felt oddly compelled to greet him.
She crossed the space left between them and then gracefully placed herself beside him. Isn't it beautiful, I'm Asahria but you may call me Ria. She said smoothly before continuing to hum the soft melody and looking up to the boughs of the old oak. |
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Post by Aidan Spencer on Apr 7, 2007 17:32:31 GMT -5
Relaxed as he was, he certainly wasn't too comatose to notice the feminine voice in his ear. Blue eyes flickering open, he rolled his head sideways, still resting against the tree, to behold the source of the voice. "It is." he replied with a smile, admiring the grand old tree once more. Strange that he had never noticed the brunette before, she was really quite cute.
"Asahria? That's a pretty name. I'm Aidan. Pleased to meet you." flashing a quick little peace sign to her, his lips took the form of a lopsided, casual grin. "I don't think enough people take the time to appreciate this tree." he shook his head decisively, still smiling at the girl. |
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Post by asahria on Apr 7, 2007 19:44:47 GMT -5
She payed little attention to the male, as she awaited his reply. Her head still tilted towards the bountiful limbs, spread from the Oak's wide base. She brought her head down to level when he finally spoke, her gaze lingering curiously on his face. He was handsome and had a caring smile.
Thank you she said in compliance to the compliment of her name. She let a smile form on her rosy lips. She flashed a peace sign back in his direction as she again lored her chocolate eyes to the tree. She nodded barely to his last words as she let his name form on herlips. Aiden... she said smoothly, more as a comment to herself. I like it... She smiled at him once again, turning her conversation back to the tree.
They musn't to be able to walk by it's beautiful statuesque physique day by day, and pay it little to no attention. It's as though all that matters in the world is the technology, save none for what is eft of nature. She said speaking her unique aspect on life, once again. It was an opinion she was not scared to hide.
Pity we haven't met before |
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