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Post by Aden Shawnson on Oct 23, 2007 6:06:30 GMT -8
Aden walked into the woods in the blueish purple light of early morning, as soon as he entered the trees he started to run. He dashed through the forest, just barely turning or ducking in time to avoid branches and the unforgiving trunks.
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Post by cheesie on Oct 23, 2007 15:49:19 GMT -8
Leyla was walking in the forest in the early morning. She wanted a peaceful time alone. Her bright red hair stuck out in the green of the forest. It bounced on her shoulders when she walked. She was wearing her usual knee length green dress with quarter length sleeves and a big thick brown belt around her waist. She heard someone running from behind her. She saw a boy running down the trail. She moved to the side letting him run past her.
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Post by Aden Shawnson on Oct 23, 2007 15:53:36 GMT -8
Aden saw the girl and, with his usual idiotic pride, decided to show off. He leapt into the air and grabbed hold of a branch, swinging around on it he landed on top of it on his feet. Only he hadn't accounted fo the morning dew and lost his footing, he tumbled back to the ground in a tangle of his long lanky limbs and glared at the tree as if it was the large oak's fault he had been an idiot.
"Stupid tree." He muttered, kicking it and then jumping backward because of the pain that gesture had caused his toe.
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Post by cheesie on Oct 23, 2007 15:55:34 GMT -8
Leyla tried her hardest to hide her laughter. She walked up to the boy and asked him "Are you ok?" still trying to hide her laughter. Leyla didn't want to seem rude. But if the boy said he was fine she would openly laugh but if he wasn't she would see what was wrong.
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Post by Aden Shawnson on Oct 23, 2007 15:59:05 GMT -8
"Yeah, though that definitely did not go as planned." Aden answered with a rueful laugh and a smile as he turned to the girl.
"Name's Aden. What's yours?" Aden asked, holding out a hand.
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Post by cheesie on Oct 23, 2007 16:00:08 GMT -8
Leyla laughed slightly since he said he was fine. "Yea that was a bit of an idiotic move." she told him with a smile. She shooked his hand "Leyla, nice to meet you Aden." she told him with her irish accent.
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Post by Aden Shawnson on Oct 23, 2007 19:06:03 GMT -8
"You too, so watch'ya doin'?"He asked, slipping into the backwoods accent he had worked to rid himself of in everday speeach though it still came back every so often.
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Post by cheesie on Oct 24, 2007 10:45:19 GMT -8
"Walking." she told him bluntly with a shrug. "I love watching the sunrise and set. So I get up early in the morning to watch the rise then when it gets late I wait for the set." she said with a smile. "And what about you? What are you doing other then acting like an idiot." she asked him with a joking grin across her face.
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Post by Aden Shawnson on Oct 24, 2007 20:52:19 GMT -8
"Running. These amazing muscles don't stay in shape on they're own you know." Aden replied with mock-seriousness.
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Post by cheesie on Oct 25, 2007 10:42:16 GMT -8
Leyla raised one eyebrow at the boys somewhat cockyness. "Proud of yourself huh?" she stated. It wasn't a question but her mere statement. But to show she was only messing around she had a playful grin on her face.
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Post by Aden Shawnson on Oct 25, 2007 18:54:53 GMT -8
Aden laughed.
"And why shouldn't I be? I have so many good talents, not to mention my classic good looks." He replied, grinning playfully from ear to ear.
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Post by cheesie on Oct 26, 2007 11:07:17 GMT -8
Leyla laughed at his cocky response. She then said "O yes Aden! You are so amazing." she said in mocking him.
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Post by Aden Shawnson on Oct 26, 2007 14:54:24 GMT -8
"I know." Aden responded, striking a heroic pose and smirking.
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Post by cheesie on Oct 26, 2007 14:59:52 GMT -8
Leyla smiled at him and shooked her head slightly looking at him. "Your crazy." she told him smiling.
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Post by Aden Shawnson on Oct 26, 2007 20:50:33 GMT -8
"I hear that alot actually." Aden said with a laugh as he relaxed back against the tree with his arms crossed and a lazy smile on his face. At 6 feet his head brushed the bottom of the treaturous lower branch and he stood there.
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