all hail the queen!

I shouldn't even have to introduce myself, but in case you didn't know. My name is Charlotte Hepburn, the heiress to a great family name. But I suppose you can call me a baroness as well. Be graced by my presence. Also, don't touch what you can't afford.

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Riches, Meet Rags (Medieval AU) || Barry & Charlotte

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  “I never knew Heaven could be so loud… or look like this.” 

Barry was about to tell the girl that she was in fact not dead, and that he had saved her all by himself. However, the retort seemed to freeze on his lips as the stranger began to sob earnestly into her hands, silky golden locks falling around her face as she sniffled. Barry started towards the girl cautiously as she cried out softly for her ‘papa’, but her gaze hardened almost instantly as she scooted away from the peasant with surprising speed. 

“Please tell me… you’re not one of the bandits.”

Barry’s heart fell as he suddenly realized the ordeal that the girl had been through. The outskirts of the Camphrier Kingdom were marked with dilapidated roads and pathways that sprouted from the city. Vicious robbers often lined these thoroughfares, looking to pick off passing nobility as they passed through on business or leisure. Barry’s eyebrows furrowed as the girl accused him of being one of those vagrants, wondering how the poor noblewoman had traveled this far in the bitter cold. The nearest official roadway was a good distance from Barry’s village…

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She looked up and wiped the tears from her watery eyes and just stared at the blonde boy. She looked at her surroundings again; it was a drastic change from her porcelain castle with crystal glass windows and marble floors. It was very… brown, with thin layering of fur and leather on each piece of furniture. Lamp burners lay on each corner of the room. As the boy explained himself, she tilted her head and caught his name.

“Bareth? Barry…” The word was very soft on her lips as she said it to herself so she could remember. She laughed at the title he gave himself, a laugh escaped from her chest. “Brave? You don’t look brave to me. You’re not big and strong like the warriors who guard my castle---“ A screech followed as he said he didn’t know of her existence. She stood up straight and leaned over to him, lifting a finger up and wagging it in his face.

“I’m Princess Charlotte Hepburn! I live in Parfum Palace! I am a relative of the Great King of Kalos! The one and only of course.” She crossed her arms and turned her head away from him. “Is this place so small and dingy that it doesn’t know the people who rule it?!” Maybe she shouldn’t throw a fit at the person who had just saved her life; however, he should have known that he saved an important life at least.

But her voice lowered, her back to him and her eyes still on the wall. She tightened her grip on the fur sheets that blanketed her body. “You… You will really help me find my dad?”

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Riches, Meet Rags (Medieval AU) || Barry & Charlotte

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  “Cold… Papa…”

Barry froze in shock for only a moment as the girl crumpled in the rushing arctic winds, regaining his composure quickly enough to catch the slumped blond female under sturdy arms before she hit the dirt road. “Hey, hey…!”

The peasant adjusted his flimsy fur coat and scrutinized the fallen stranger frantically. Frost was gathering on her eyelids, and her lips were a lifeless shade of blue. From the state of her dressings, Barry guessed that she had been running… but from what exactly? And how did she get all the way to the outskirts of Camphrier? Peering at her expensive-looking clothing and the gold bands in her hair gingerly, Barry could also tell that she was definitely from the interior kingdom… few people dressed like this girl came down to the outskirts, and when they did, it was usually just to scoff at the peasants. As the girl’s breath emerged from her mouth in weak puffs of steam, Barry was jolted out of his musings.

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She faded into a world of darkness, only making out faint voices and her body moving. Was she in heaven? Was she going there? Would her father miss her? Her mother? She wasn’t sure about that last sentence but at least the suffering will be over now. She was soon enveloped by very calming warmth that gave her body some strength.

“Is this how an angel’s wings feel like?” She thought to herself as she buried her fingers into the soft fur blankets the boy wrapped her in gently and soft noises came from her lips and they slowly regained their color. After an hour or two of rest, as the frost melted away from her eyelashes and her cheeks were flushed with color, she slowly opened her eyes to a small cabin and the sound of fire burning near her. She sat herself up in a daze, her dress was still soaked from the snow outside but at least her body was warm. Her vision was foggy until she blinked a few times and she saw a blonde boy almost yelling at her. She wrinkled her nose in frustration.

“I never knew Heaven could be so loud… or look like this.” As she finally came to her senses, she finally realized that she wasn’t in fact dead and she started to look around and panic. All of her memories came rushing back to her, from the bandits, to the running, the heavy snow falling…

She looked at her own hands and her eyes started to pile up with tears as she sobbed into her hands, which were balled up into fists. She didn’t know where she was, where her family was, and what she would do from now on. She even ignored the kind stranger who helped her stay alive through her constant sobbing. “Papa… Papa where are you?” She whispered as she was trying to figure out what to do. As she sniffed, she looked up at the blonde boy and she pushed her body away from him on the bed.

“Please tell me… you’re not one of the bandits.” She didn’t know who to trust, and she was darn sure she wasn’t going to trust a commoner like him. Right now anything could be a threat in a foreign place like this. 

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Riches, Meet Rags (Medieval AU) || Barry & Charlotte

Cracking open the shoddy wooden door of his family’s thatched house carefully, Barry shivered at the piercing wind that immediately blew into the dwelling. The blond looked around eagerly for the sole fur coat that the family possessed but couldn’t locate it, as his father must have taken it to his work in the great city of Camphrier. His mother had a permanent stint as a schoolteacher there, and was never home as a result. Barry sighed as he pulled on his ratty hide boots, grateful to at least have a roaring fire that kept his peasant home nice and insulated from the harsh winters of Kalos. Aside from the fire, all Barry’s family had to its name was a few pairs of clothes, some basic household wares, stiff hay beds, and the smooth, dirt floor beneath them.

Almost all of the countryside peasants within the glorious kingdom of Camphrier lived in this squalid state, and Barry’s family was unique in the fact that they held little resentment towards Camphrier’s rulers and their lavish estate. However, the royals of the kingdom did a very nice job of keeping the peace, and there was rarely any talk of revolt, merely rumblings of displeasure among the poor. 

Barry wondered how long his father would be out to work as he stepped outside, the wind ripping right through dirty rags loosely classified as ‘clothing’. The teenager had gained the reputation of being tough as nails around the village, but even he was shivering uncontrollably as he went to use the outhouse. Good Arceus, this chill was terrible! As he emerged from doing his business (having to break the soap from ice to wash), Barry squinted down the dirt road at a most curious sight: a young woman appeared to be making her way slowly down the road, stumbling occasionally. As Barry trotted out a few yards to get a closer look, the girl’s elegant golden locks and beautiful dress came into view. The peasant rubbed his eyes for a second to shake off any dream he was having, thinking She definitely isn’t from around here… and she definitely isn’t prepared for this type of weather! Just as Barry concluded his musings, the young woman fall to her knees in the frost.

Jaw dropping, the quick-thinking peasant ran over to her with a hand outstretched, a concerned look plastered on his face. “Are you all right, ma’am? Come on, we need to get you outta this cold!” 

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It was the harshest winter that Kalos has ever witnessed. The young princess wasn’t used to such harsh conditions as she was usually kept in her castle for warmth throughout the Winter Season. Her father, the King had to go to Geosage Town on official business; something about mysterious stones… she was sure that he was looking for rare jewels or some kind for his lovely Queen, also known as her stone-cold mother. She didn’t know what happened really, she was travelling with her mother and she could remember putting on her silk white gloves to protect her fingertips from frostbite. A coat made from fine Minccino fur draped over her shoulders and she looked out at the carriage looking at the snow covering her home, the Parfum Palace. Ice hanging on every corner, making the house look like it was covered in elegant crystals. She remember it going further away from her as they rode along to meet her father and she traced the lifelines on her palm to pass the time of the long trip.

Her mother was usually quiet, so when a scream came from her lips the young princess was shocked. However, the scream wasn’t without warning as bandits came to rob their carriage and all of their belongings. The princess was hopefully defenseless but she did know how to hit a guy where it hurt. After her coat being shredded by the hands of the harsh men, her only instinct was to tell her to run. She ran through the tall wild grass hoping that she could somehow lose them. She could feel the cold nipping at her fragile body but she continued to push forward with all of her strength and vigor. She could hear the voices of the men taking her mother away, feeling guilt rise in her throat as she couldn’t save her due to how weak she was. The tears couldn’t fall out, instead forming frost across her eyelids which she tried to rub off so she could see well.

She tripped many times, losing one of her expensive shoes in the process but she could feel herself lose the men as she leaped out of the tall grass and into the white, feathery snow. Her nostrils and her mouth were full of the stuff, and her coughs were muffled into the ground as she tried to get up and move forward. Perhaps if she can get to the next town… she could make it and write a letter to her father and the guard so they can bring her mother back.

All she had was her precious coat in shreds, one good shoe, and her soaked silk gloves that betrayed their promise of warmth to her fingertips. As she removed one of the gloves, her hand was blue.  She closed it into a fist and blew into it, but even her breath was cold and her knees numb as she went along on Route 6.

After a couple of minutes, she could feel her body giving up on her. No one should be out in the cold this long, especially not a fragile girl like her. Her vision was lopsided and she was swaying back and forth, she was hoping for a sign, any that which could save her. Perhaps she should have cooperated with the bandits… her body was shivering with regret… She saw a shadow up ahead which looked like her father due to her sudden hallucination.

“Papa…?” Her body gave out from under her and she fell into the snow again. Her breathing was shallow and the pink lips that she was known for have lost her color.

She heard a faint voice from above, but her tears turned into frost and she couldn’t open her eyes anymore, she parted her lips very carefully as she cried out…

“Cold… Papa…” She coughed immediately, and she felt herself blackout. 

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I'm sorry guys, I lost track of time. My grandma came over from Haiti and she's been really sick so I've been helping her get back on her feet. She's doing absolutely fine! Also, school started again so things have been hectic but it's slowly winding down. RPing really helps make the stress go away I'm just so busy doing other things.

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All That Glitters (Charlotte & Xander)

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  There was something intoxicating about the way her face lit up with excitement, as if this was the first night of her life ever being free. It was hard for him to see now, as he watched her twirl in the twilight and city lights, what he ever envied of those rich folks, living large and looking down their noses from atop their golden thrones.

His admiration quickly turned into aggravation as the girl suddenly insulted his clothes, then aggravation to amusement as she pulled a hundred dollar bill out of nowhere and handed it to him. With his pockets heavy with the wallets and expensive jewelry of the rich party guests, he certainly didn’t need it—but he snatched it up, anyway, quickly stashing it in his back pocket. She didn’t need to know that he wasn’t planning on paying for her clothes, either way.

"A master thief?" he laughed, shaking his head. He couldn’t remember the last time he had been in such an ironic situation—she had no idea how true her words were! "Well, I guess you could say something like that… But you’re definitely the prettiest girl I’ve ever stolen from a party~"

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She stayed very close to him, following the bright streetlights that lit up near the stores that weren't already closed. She could feel eyes staring at her as she walked besides him. Even though she was used to the spotlight, the eyes following around her this time felt really uncomfortable and she could feel her body being completely pressed against Xander’s, until he took her to a bakery where even more people stared.

She really did stand out, didn't she?

She could feel herself shying away and she took the menu and decided to hold it up to her face. Although, a cute lavender cupcake caught her eye and she asked if she could have the one on display. The waiter agreed to serve it and placed it in front of her.  It was a rather large cupcake with white sugar flowers decorating the top of it. Still covering her face, she decided to enjoy herself to the cupcake now that her thief as gone away to do dirty work. She bit into it softly; tasting creamy vanilla and spun sugar and she couldn’t help but wiggle her nose in detail. She had a lot of good pastries in her lifetime, after all she went to Kalos every year--- but there was an odd charm about this one. She was licking the icing off her lips, completely forgetting her table manners as Xander walked with a Tote bag with her disguise inside.

She looked up, wondering where he went and she saw that he changed his own attire and she couldn’t believe how different he looked. The clothes were better tailored, they just suited him better. After all, he did belong in this world--- the commoner world. She didn’t know what was so different about him this time around. Was it how the street light hit his amber eyes in all directions? Was it his smile? The way his arms looked in those rolled up sleeves?

Why did she feel so hot all of the sudden?

Was she getting a fever?

She shook her head and grabbed the Tote bag from him. “It took you long around! Goodness, leaving me by myself in the dark---“She looked inside the bag and she could feel her ‘fever’ going away as she looked at the mini skirt he stuffed in there.

“What the hell is this?!” The skirt practically looked like underwear! Was he trying to make her into a street walker? She could feel her face heating up, but it certainly wasn’t from a fever this time around.

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All That Glitters (Charlotte & Xander)

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  The girl’s demeanor changed as she placed her hand into his, a rather befitting air of grandeur settling over her. Xander smiled as he thought that this complimented her much better than the sadness that had dominated her disposition only seconds prior.

"Don’t you worry, Cinderella~" he chimed as he hopped off of his perch on the edge of the fountain, keeping hold of her hand. "You have my word that I’ll have you returned safely to your castle before you turn into a pumpkin!"

Completely oblivious to the fact that he’d butchered a reference to perhaps one of the most famous childhood tales, he proceeded to lead her toward the partially obscured exit she had silently pointed out earlier. Opening the rusty gate and slipping through with his beautiful new companion in tow behind him, he turned to face her with his usual mischievous grin.

"So, here’s the deal, sweetheart… you really stand out in that gown—not that it’s a bad thing, or anything, but I think it would be a good idea for you to slip into something a bit more casual for your big night in the real world,” he suggested. He gave her a quick once-over, speculating in his mind what she would look like without that gaudy dress covering up what could be nothing less than her most stunning qualities. It would be child’s play for him to lift a simple outfit for her from a store—shoplifting was by far the simplest form of theft. “But I’ve got that covered, so don’t worry about it. The only thing I need from you is…”

He lifted his gaze back up to her face as he leaned in, perhaps a bit too close for comfort.

"Your name…?"

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She lifted a hand to her face as this commoner actually made her laugh unintentionally. It was a genuine form of laughter, her voice ringing like a bell. “You seem rather educated.” She poked fun at his intelligence; after all he butchered one of the greatest fairy tales of all. However, it would be a plot twist if the princess herself turned into a pumpkin before dark.  She saw him opening up the rusty gate and her heartbeat gained speed as she could hear her heels clicking away from the lights and the glitter and into the shadows of the city.

“Wow…” She said breathlessly, even though she was only a few inches from the gate, she could feel herself getting lighter, like weights have been lifted from her shoulders. She listened to Xander’s commentary and looked down at her gown. She lifted up her hem and twirled around and she could see herself lighting up in the dark with her string of pearls and long blonde hair. She stopped the spinning immediately, he was right… she needed a disguise.

“I’ll agree to it but don’t dress me in rags like… yours.” She shuddered looking at his outfit; she could see the bottoms of his jeans tearing out in seams. “I could just… give you money to pay for the outfit.” She brought out an hundred dollar bill from her chest and laced it into Xander’s hands. “Are you a master thief or something? Do you just like kidnapping beautiful girls from parties?” This thought almost brings a smile to her face but she caught herself and hid it away.

As soon as she turned back, his face was leaned towards hers and a blush began to rise in her cheeks as his eyes were piercing amber within her blue ones. She coughed and stepped back a little and crossed her arms, almost insulted that he didn’t know her name yet.

“You really live in the gutter don’t you? I’m Charlotte Hepburn. My name is famous throughout all the regions. My family name is everywhere, I probably own these streets.” She tapped her heels on the street below their feet. She touched the jacket and plucked out a button from one of his sleeves and flipped it in the air.

“I could even buy you if I wanted to.” 

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Ah! X-Xander... I noticed you were looking at me--- p-please... touch my.... backside!~

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"I heard you boys like being touched down there? How about a little squeeze? You… wouldn’t mind… won’t you?" She pressed down hard on it, keeping her sweet innocent voice.

"I would love to return the favor with a kiss!" She used her other foot to kick him hard across the face. She dusted off her dress and jumped away from him.

"Lesson’s over everyone!" She flipped her hair as she walked away from the injured boy.

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Hopefully it'll fix itself tomorrow because I need to post my replies and opens??

Sorry about the delay to some of you??? ;;

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I’d love to thread with you!

A-Ah!! Okay message me with details because I love Barry oh my goodness!

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All That Glitters (Charlotte & Xander)

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  As the girl all but spilled her guts onto the floor right in front of him, for once Xander was speechless. He had only said it as a joke before, but now it really did seem like a crime for the girl to be so sad. And were those tears he saw brimming in her eyes? He wasn’t sure, but he was almost positive he’d caught a glimpse of her eyes shimmering before her hair fell into her face, concealing them.

"Hey," his tone was a bit more serious now as he looked down on her from his perch on the edge of the fountain. "Everyone’s sad, you know. For different reasons. It’s your job to find the one thing that makes you happy, in the thousands of things that make you feel shitty."

Xander refrained from making a face of disgust. Where was all this coming from? Why was he being so sentimental all of a sudden? What he should be doing is taking advantage of this unearthly beautiful girl’s unstable state of mind.

With a smile, he reached his hand out for her to take.

"There are a lot of beautiful things out there, you know. I won’t lie to you, though—about ninety-nine percent of the world is uglier than a Garbador’s shit, but if you look hard enough you might find that diamond in the rough," his kind smile widened into a mischievous smirk as he continued to hold his hand out. Would she take it? Would she take her chances with this unworthy kid from the wrong side of the tracks? "I could show you."

He waited. He was almost positive he’d be met with hostility, or even insults—she’d hardly said two words so far, but she already came across as the stuck-up type, but Xander knew more than anyone that nothing came easy. If you don’t try,  you’ll never know.

"Or you can stick around with your fake friends and look at their fake smiles all night long."

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She didn't understand why her words were just spilling out like that, and to a stranger no less... but it felt good nonetheless. Talking to someone who actually had the time to listen to her even though they've just met. This commoner, this... boy, cared.

He cared a little.

With a delicate finger, she wiped her tears before they stained the rest of her face and looked up at the boy as his hand was offered to her. She stared at it for a while. Did she know what she was getting into? Her mother always told her not to go with strangers because she was a very important girl, it could all be a trap for her. To capture her and make her do things against her will. However, that fear did not enter her mind at all. She looked at the boy, with the smile on his face as he offered her a night of someone more.

She didn't want to feel afraid anymore, she wanted to feel free.

She took his hand and got up gracefully. She brought a hand up to her face and coughed as she looked around the garden. There were no guards around, they were probably getting drunk like everyone else at the party. Her eyes spotted a hidden opening through the garden maze and she nodded her head in the direction towards it.

"Okay... but you have until the end of the night." Her prideful tone of voice was back, but with more life and perhaps a little more excitement. 

"If you don't bring me back you'll get in trouble... I don't care but you might. So don't blame me if you get caught in jail." A smirk came across her lips, but it was playful. Even though she was serious in her jest, if something were to happen... she would protect the boy.

Wait? Why did she want to protect him in the first place?

Ah well, it doesn't matter. As long as she got out.

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Hey everyone I'm back from vacation! I'll get to replies straight away! I know today is my last day but it's been an exhausting two weeks.

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All That Glitters (Charlotte & Xander)

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The next few seconds felt ethereal as Xander watched the angelic girl turn slowly to face him, rotating on her heels with the grace of a fragile music box ballerina pirouetting on her eternally spinning platform. The moon shone brightly behind her, even with the glistening of the city lights around them, illuminating her figure.

She’s perfect, he thought, even as she brought her delicate hand up to toss a long piece of hair back over her shoulder and turned to him with a sour expression. 

“Why does it matter to you? You’re clearly not from here.” 

Her curt statement seemed to snap the thief out of his stupor as the corner of his lips tugged upward into his usual crooked smirk. So, she’d noticed. She clearly had her wits about her, unlike the other women he’d interacted with that evening, who had all been rendered senseless by countless glasses of intoxicating beverages.

"Is that what you are? Stale and tasteless?" Xander asked her, ignoring her previous question. "I don’t think so. You seem different, somehow."

He paused to take a few steps closer to her, his eyes travelling crudely up and down her figure. As beautiful as she was in her dress, it was rather disappointing for the boy that it didn’t showcase any of the assets she clearly possessed. It was almost a shame to hide such a perfect figure beneath a bulky ballgown.

"Most of the toffs I meet are just as unhappy as you are," he continued as he walked slowly past her before hopping up onto the edge of the ornate stone fountain behind her. "You’re just the only one not hiding it. Why’s that?"

Hardly giving her time at all to respond, the thief spun on his heels and bent over into an exaggerated bow, closing one eye into a taunting wink.

"My name’s Xander, by the way," he introduced himself with a grin, hoping to evoke even the tiniest reaction from her with his sarcastic gestures. "What do I have the pleasure of calling you, sweetheart?"

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Even though her eyes were dark with the thoughts of her own mind, she was surprised at how easily his words broke through them. She listened to every word he said. Usually, he would mean nothing to her. He was only known to be a shadow in her bright and beautiful world. But his expressions, his looks, his attitude… it was different from what she was used to all of these years.

He’s strange, she thought. Actually asking her decent questions and being curious about her well-being. She wasn’t used to that.

“Is that what you are? State and Tasteless?”

She bit her bottom lip, she did think about that for a bit. She took the ends of her hair and twirled it around her finger in a somber voice. “I feel that way. I feel like drywall, which is probably worse.” Why was she opening up to this… commoner?

She was taken aback when he decided to bow at her. Her calm expression broke and she took a step back, a hand across her chest to slow down the rapid beating of her heart. “Don’t do that it doesn’t suit you, Xander.” She paused before she said his name; it was a weird name to say the least. It was probably a street or gang name.  She took a deep breath and turned around again, walking to the water fountain as she did.

He was right; she didn’t hide it, the fact that she was unhappy.

“There’s no point. No one would notice. Everyone’s eyes are blinded by diamonds and all shades of glitter.” She lifted up the hem of her dress and sat across the white stones of the fountain’s steps. Her reflection was beautiful in the water as she brushed her hands to feel how cool it was. “I just wanted to feel real for a night, this is how I really feel. I finally realized that being sad is also a part of being human.” She gave out a big sigh, her bangs now covering her eyes which almost watered up. She was truly tired of it all.

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Frosty Pines || Open

“Why did I have to have to be dragged out here?” Charlotte snarled under her breath as she walked across the mountain trails. The weather was getting chilly as she headed towards the cabin behind the snow-crested hills. Her mother wanted to go skiing in this time of day and Charlotte was having none of it. She had just finished another week of finals and she could feel the skin under her eyes getting darker from lack of rest. Her soft hair was tied into a messy bun and her fingertips were pink from the cold and from her lack of mittens.  She was glad the week was over and all she wanted to do was sleep and not feel the sunlight for days on end.

She was officially on vacation and she had no one to celebrate it with. Of course, she didn’t really have any friends. All she had was her pokemon, who were warm inside the cabin probably curled up by the fire. A small smile came to her lips as she thought about her precious bundle of pokemon buddies. The fog coming from her lips faded behind the sunset and it was quickly getting dark.

“Crap, I walked too slow…” She whispered as she picked up her pace a bit, but she was still far away from her cabin not knowing where the road really went. She travels almost every other week so she never bothers to recognize the paths she does come back to visit on. The sun burnt out and she could see the stars lighting up in the distance. Folding her arms together, she will admit it was a beautiful sight…

It was just sad she had to watch it by herself.

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newleafgirl replied to your post: GASP. [[MOR]

I suggest you get down to replies or an open because you were actually suppose to get removed today for inactivity. ^^;;

Oh my goodness i'm so sorry...

I'll get on an open right away! Sorry about that.

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