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Kari reached up to the line, and tuged a dress down, the wind catching it and sending it down the street, in the direction of the main gate. "Oh, no...." Kari took off after it, running as fast as she could avoiding the few towns peopel in the streets, hoping that she could catch it before the rain started of before the dress gathered too much dust.
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Kari Finally caught up to the dress after falling and slamming into the ground, almost face first. As she made her way back to the store, she began brushing the dress off, not worring about the fact that her own clothes were dust covered. As she was stopped by two of the male bullies in the town, she stopped watching them, her eyes narrowing. "Can i help you?" She asked coldy.
The two boys looked at each other and began messing with Kari, Pulling her hair, trying to shove her down, thair typical daily routine with the outsider's child. Kari, finally had enough and when one of them slapped her, she turned her face to look at them, she had her eyes narrowed. "If you don't leave me alone......" She said as she stared at them, "You will regret it." She knew that some of the peope were laughing at her. |
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Sanura had been watching this; she didn't think much of many of the people in the village, but she couldn't stand this kind of mindless cruelty. She boldly stepped forward to confront the bullies. "How about you pick on someone your own size?" she said, glaring at them.
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Name: Tamara Jaquelin
Age: 16 (In human years) Race: Vampire Faults/Disabilitys: Depressive and overly dark. Moody. Appearence: Long (to her butt) blue hair and cold, dark black eyes. It is said that if you look into her eyes, it is as ineffective as talking to a brick wall. Gothic in style, she bares a dark skinned and exceptionally curvaceous body, yet is never compelled to use it unless needed. (I'm dolling her soon) Job(if your character is at least 15): She works for a Rancher at a nearby farm. Though some cows and sheep mysteriously go missing, she always tends to get out of being blamed. Personality: Cold, dark, and when not completely depressive can be a bit arrogant. Thinks she is incredibly superior. History: Tamara's father was a vampire slayer wooed by her vampire mother Artaire. However, Tamara is full vampire, so she has many unanswered she would ask her dead father, if he was still living. The mysterious death of her father have also been questioned. Or if he even was her father to begin with... Tamara walked into the shop. Never to buy anything, but she had just gotten off from work and had a bit of spare time. She never laughed - no reason to. Life was too short to spend it all... girly and giddy. Plus, it was directed at someone, which would make her look like part of the already giggling group. But yet, she didn't want to stand up for the girl. That would make her stand out. [Visit my dA]
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The bullies turned away from Kari to look at Sanura and the one who seemed to be the leader said "Then it wouldn't be any fun." The other bully smirked and pushed Kari one last time, away from him as he said " and why are you sticking up for the child of an Outsider?"
Kari finally lost her temper and pushed the bully who had pushed her. she was ready to hit him or the other one if they messed with her again. "Don't talk about me that way!!" |
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Tamara stared, emotionless, at the bullies with her dark eyes. "Leave. I work for a rancher. I know how to kill you with a butcher's knife in 27 ways."
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The one bully who had been pushed caught his balance and turned to face Tamara. "well...why should we?, She doesn't belong here."
The Lead Bully looked at Sanura and said "Fine we'll leave the outcast alone. Let's go, we have other things to do." Kari watched as the two bullies walked away. she looked at Tamara and at Sanura and said "Thank....you." Her voice quivered as she looked down. She still had the dress clutched in her arm, against her. |
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Tamara turned, not even given anyone there a second glance, and left the store. She sat on a bench outside, then threw a piece of bubblegum in her mouth to chew on.
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