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Post by Laula Henderson on Aug 8, 2009 14:11:48 GMT -5
Laula was climbing up a tree with a calm face and then let out a loud, squealing, laughter. She flipped up into a branch and began to shift more. She flipped up more and ignored how her palms became scrapped slightly on the bark, and up she rose. She perked up slightly as she came to the branch that she had been climbing to and smiled. The nest was long abandoned, she could tell now, and sighed sadly.
All this way for no reason, beyond seeing a nest. She studied it for a moment before flipping over…and dropping. With a grunt as she hit the ground, the air shoved out of her body, and she rolled a little. Up she bounced as if made of rubber and shouted, “That was beyond cool!”
She had no idea if anyone had been watching her, but that had been awesome! She giggled and slowly began to get up, not entirely ignorant of the bruises she had received in her fall. With a smile that could light up Manhattan, she began to trudge to another tree to climb back up.
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Post by Cynthia Williams on Aug 8, 2009 14:20:29 GMT -5
Cynthia with constant for oneself with indifference still observed people. A girl which climbed interested her - Think, or else you will break up.
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Post by Laula Henderson on Aug 8, 2009 14:27:57 GMT -5
Laula looked over slightly, spotting a person. With a grin, she began to climb again, her hands getting more scratched up. She shifted and swung a leg up...and missed. With a short screech of surprise, she fell again and landed more on her back.
She coughed painfully, shivering a little as her body registered the shock of falling. "Oh...ow," she groaned and began to try and move.
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Post by Cynthia Williams on Aug 8, 2009 14:34:43 GMT -5
- And I didn't say. - said throwing black hair over the shoulder. She came up to the girl and unwillingly she gave her the hand. - can you get up?
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Post by Laula Henderson on Aug 8, 2009 14:41:17 GMT -5
The black haired girl looked really reluctant to come over and Laula grinned happily up at her anyway. She took the hand and with some stiffness, got up. She released the other girl's hand and flushed slightly in embaressment. "Sorry about the blood," she explained.
She grinned more and added, "I'm Laula Henderson!"
Laula grinned and looked back up at the tree. "Got to try that again!" she squealed and launched up to climb up the try before slowing down a little.
"Want to join me?"
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Post by Cynthia Williams on Aug 8, 2009 15:35:57 GMT -5
- We can climb. - said sceptically. Still didn't have nothing else to do. - I can only have a problem. - looked at her bovver boots and a long skirt.
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Post by Laula Henderson on Aug 8, 2009 15:44:31 GMT -5
Laula looked at her for a moment then sighed, swinging a little on her tree branch. She grinned a little more and then pouted slightly. She shifted and flipped over, before bracing herself on the branch. "That's okay. First, give me one of your hands. Then, the other one will grab the lowest branch. Use your legs as balance and pull up instead of climbing, kind-of. And be sure not to rip your skirt. Then, you can get to the branch next to me...maybe," she suggested.
She grinned more and waited for Cynthia to make a move. "I'm Laula Henderson by the way," she introduced.
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Post by Cynthia Williams on Aug 8, 2009 15:54:26 GMT -5
- If I kill myself, there will be a your fault. - She purred under the nose and she did the offended face. With the great effort she climbed up the tree. She wiped sweaty hands into the skirt. - Cynthia Williams.
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Post by Laula Henderson on Aug 8, 2009 16:04:39 GMT -5
Laula gave a look and responded, "You can't die from this height."
She grinned and watched as she got up. Despte the complaining, she had done it anyway, something that made Laula smile more, if that were possible. She shifted and leaned a little against the trunk of the tree. "Well, Cynthia, it's a pleasure to meet you!" she chirped out.
She swung her legs a little and looked up. She grinned and asked, "Should I climb higher?"
She loved heights.
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Post by Cynthia Williams on Aug 8, 2009 16:14:44 GMT -5
- No, let us stay here. It is this way well. - she denied and she shook her head. - I am hungry. - lightly wobbling took the packet of paprika puff snacks out of the bag. - do you want?
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Post by Laula Henderson on Aug 8, 2009 16:27:23 GMT -5
Laula looked over at her and smiled. "No thanks. I'm not hungry. Not really. Mom said she'd take me out to lunch, but Dad has to go away again for his job," she responded before somehow turning over and grinning slighlty, sitting back up slowly.
She shifted and grinned over at Cynthia. She crossed her ankles in front of her, balancing on the branch. She grinned more and looked over at her. "Do you think the giant robots exist or do you think they are a hoax?" she rambled.
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Post by Cynthia Williams on Aug 8, 2009 16:32:44 GMT -5
- You can regard me as the madwoman, but I think, that that's true. Even I am sure, that's true. - - She ate a few puff snacks. - I could see many films with them. It doesn't look like a hoax
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Post by Laula Henderson on Aug 8, 2009 16:43:50 GMT -5
Laula grinned and nodded a little. "I want to meet a giant robot! I think it would be so cool! And you would be up so high if you got one to put you on their shoulder! Wouldn't that be awesome?" she inquired with a giggle.
She shifted and leaned more against the tree. With a giggles, she flipped over, ignoring the bite that was in her palms and didn't notice the faint blood streak that was on the bark, now that she was dangling from the branch before managing to get back up.
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Post by Cynthia Williams on Aug 8, 2009 17:02:34 GMT -5
- I would also want to meet a robot. But of only it good. I heard that there was this good robots and the ones bad. Autobots and Decepticons. - started thinking.
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Post by Laula Henderson on Aug 8, 2009 17:18:49 GMT -5
Laula shifted and looked confused. "There are...bad robots?" she asked, as if trying to understand this.
Within seconds, she nodded and smiled. "Oh...I get it," she chirpped out and began to try to use the tree as a gymnastics equipment set again.
With soft puffs of air she paused and looked over at her. She wondered if she would meet a bad bot. That could be fun...especially if she got to meet him without any of them realizing that she was there...or realizing that he (or she) was a bad bot.
That could be fun. She grinned at Cynthia and exclaimed, "I am in high school!"
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