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Post by Synnøve Nevalainen on Jun 8, 2008 18:41:55 GMT -5
Synn was walking quickly, distancing herself from the cemetery. As she walked, it was getting darker and darker out...It only took her 45 minutes to realize she had no clue where she was going-- Synn had managed to get herself lost (Again). Oh joy. This is going to be tons of fun. She came to a halt and leaned against a tree. Synn yawned. She hadn't noticed how tired she was until now-- and it's not like there was any path to follow here back to the school. Eh, screw it. I'll camp out here and find my way back tomorrow. Camping out in forests, falling asleep in strange places; Synn could deal with with it. Having run away multiple times, she was even used to it. She heaved herself up onto a low but sturdy branch in one of the trees and stretched her legs out. Her messenger bag she hung from one of the limbs above her head... Her stave was left on the ground-- she had injured herself enough with that one already. She crossed her arms and closed her eyes when her head started to throb-- with drawls. It had been awhile since she had taken her pills. Synn stood up on the branch, swaying slightly, but not falling, and grabbed the little orange bottle from her bag. Only two pills left. Oh, even more fun. I left the rest back in my room. Sighing, she swallowed the pills and closed her eyes
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Post by Synnøve Nevalainen on Aug 27, 2008 10:41:24 GMT -5
*coughs and dusts off thread* Wow, this is old. Still no takers?
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