A Little Piece Of Heaven ((Accepting))

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( Schulyer [or whatever, is Skye.] Sigh... Yuki, just let it go. Mayia, you can use the last name, please. I don't think Yuki's going to give into this one. )

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(My character Schuyler (Skyler) goes by Skye. I have never used her real name. But I decide that I'll let you use your characters last name so it won't confuse people)

Adrian tilted his head to the side. "What is it?"

Raven sighed and shut her mouth, not speaking as she walked, her eyes on the ground.

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(um...excuse me...but I JUST said I would let her/him...)

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Roza looked up at him, shaking her head slightly, "Nothing," she mumbled quietly.

Dimitri continued to silently walk, his gaze directed toward the ground as he sighed deeply.

( Excuse me? )

[Mayiamaru]

(Ohh. Right there, never caught that ^_^" And alright then. I'm going to stick Akitora somewhere XD [Wow that does seem a little strange o_e... Oh well] And I'm a girl ^_^")

Akitora was in the town, watching the pool in the center of the town. He was watching his old birth family with a wistful expression on his face. A guitar was slung over Skye's shoulder and held in place by an odd strap. It was black and embroidered with silver carnations and white thread at the bottom left that read -Skye Akitora- in an elegant script. He looked like a statue that had been there for years.

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( Sorry Yuki. I just wanted to end the argument. )

( Mayia; need someone to RP with? )

[Mayiamaru]

(Yeah ^_^" I just stick my characters somewhere and let someone just link in, and I don't really think it was an agruement really. No one was using caps or saying anything crude. Just a little disagreement )

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( Eh.... I've got Nerezza, if you want. )

[Mayiamaru]

(I'll go along with anything ^_^ I'm flexible in RPing with other people.)

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( Hm... )

Nerezza sighed softly, shifting her gaze away from the well as she lightly crossed her arms over her chest, and faltered back a step, before slowly lifting her gaze to the well again. She didn't like the well too much. Whenever she'd check in on her family, they seemed so much happier without her. As if they didn't even know who she was. She sighed softly, examining the boy by the well for a moment, before she looked away again, crossing her arms a little tighter.