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Post by danska on Feb 24, 2009 14:08:57 GMT -5
After work late that afternoon, Danska had closed up the clinic leaving the empty pens freshly cleaned and all ready for the next day. She had three more months til she took her last exams then would be ready for her residency as an intern with the veterinarian who ran the clinic. That meant all her available nights in a matter of a month would be taken up with intense studying after work each day. Not the most pleasing social calendar but she took this course for more than a fun time. Her skills with animal husbandry as well as being able to sense the needs of the animals, where they hurt or were sick was almost psychic. Either way she needed to eat, pick somethings up and head home to her apartment for the night. With a sense of purpose finally, she headed out the door, and down the road in a taxi since her jeep was totalled, into town. As she neared the park she saw a sign for a new mexican restaurant that featured take out orders for those people with hectic lives. Pulling out her cell phone, she punched in the number and dialed them to put in an order for some chicken enchilladas and rice before running into the book store for a new book on regional ghost stories. When she had paid for the book Danska headed over to the restaurant to pick up her food.
Looking at the time on her watch she carried her purchases in her arms looking for a short cut to the high rise apartment building she lived in. It was either walk down three blocks then past a huge parking lot in the dark, or...cut through the now dark park. Danska chose the park. As she headed down one of the curving sidewalks past some toys and swings for children she looked for a table or benches to sit at and eat her meal before it got too cold. The air outside smelled fresh and clean to her with the recent rain storm having finished early this afternoon. She laughed as she treated herself to a simple childish pleasure of jumping in a couple puddles getting her jeans all wet, as well as her boots but it was too fun to resist. Hearing voices ahead in the park she quickly shifted back to Danska the adult daughter of a well to do family, with her calm exterior hiding her playful demenor inside.
Sitting briefly on a bench near the main path she pulled the still warm meal from the take out bag and feasted slowly on the two cheese covered enchiladas. Danska finished off the enchiladas she had as well as the rest then cleaned up and tossed out her trash. Still not ready to return home even with it being pure black outside she took her jacket off for comfort then slowly walked over to lay on the damp grass and look up at the few stars that came out.
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Post by Korasu Maiko on Feb 25, 2009 20:57:19 GMT -5
She walks through the park, bored as usual. She stops breathing in softly and smiles smelling a girl. "maybe she could keep me from boredom...." She steps on the path and starts walking to where the smell of her blood flavor grows stronger. She smiles seeing her laying on the ground "hello. Isn't cold out here?" Despite the fact she, herself wore a black tank top and dark Grey ripped pants. She looks at the stars and smiles seeing Orin. "Pretty aren't they...." she says this softly
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Post by danska on Mar 4, 2009 22:08:10 GMT -5
The twinkling stars blink their mulitfaceted lights down on the few stragglers brave enough to venture out after dark. As she lay there letting her spicy meal digest, her eyes closed briefly. She heard the sound of crickets or cicadas calling as well as a few night birds, but it all stopped suddenly. Everything went silent and Danska began to worry. It wasn't like the evening to be bereft of all sounds but her own breathing. Then she heard someone's voice. A lady it seemed had decided to take a trip through the park as well this night, though she didnt recognize the voice. When Danska felt like she was being watched and looked up she noticed her standing there, it was just dark enough it was hard to tell what she wore but it didnt look like something that matched the voice. It was so lovely to listen to.
Sitting up on the grass to see the new person better she noticed that the young girl looked different but she couldnt tell what it was that seemed unusual to her.
"No I'm not really cold. Why?"
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Post by Korasu Maiko on Mar 6, 2009 20:36:12 GMT -5
She smiles "I'm korasu or kora for short if you wish." Then shrugs "you just seemed cold to me from this angle." She then covers her mouth yawning softly. She sits next to her slowly, only to look at the stars. "The stars sure are pretty tonight aren't they?" She then looks at smiling in a friendly soft of way.
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Post by danska on Mar 7, 2009 21:01:59 GMT -5
Though captivated by the voice, Danska felt somewhat nervous. There was something not quite right though she couldnt tell what it was. The mexican food she had consumed for her evening meal could just be giving her indigestion but it didnt feel like that. She rubbed her arms as the surface of her skin pebbled with goosebumps as if someone had walked over her grave. Shaking off the disquieting feeling she turned to look at the lovely girl by her listening to her voice as if she couldnt take her mind off it.
She kept feeling little prickles of unease as she sat there though she could find no logical reason for it. Perhaps she should just get up off the grass and leave for home. Yet when she put her hands on the ground to turn and stand she seemed drawn back to the girls face.
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Post by Korasu Maiko on Mar 9, 2009 17:09:22 GMT -5
She looks at the sky again worried "its getting later. you shouldn't be out here." She stands up. "do you have a home nearby? I'll take you home to make sure you get there safely" She looks down at her holding her hand out "want help?" she blinks. the girl was like an open book. memorization and nervousness all in one... the memorization overruling her urge to flee. If a hungry vampire caught her.. well she did not want to think about that.
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Post by danska on Mar 9, 2009 19:46:19 GMT -5
Blinking suddenly as the other girl offered her some advice about going home now since it was late, Danska looked up at her feeling fuzzy headed and took the offered hand. As she stood on her feet she seemed to only want to listen to the girl.
"Yes my home is in the large park tower apartment complex just a few blocks away I think" She made her fuzzy mind get rid of the cobwebs in it as she pointed across the park to a large tan brick building with brass letters on the outside, 'Park Tower Apartments'. She started to walk off across the damp earth her booted feet crushing the grass under them as she walked out of habit towards her home
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Post by Korasu Maiko on Mar 10, 2009 18:24:15 GMT -5
She blinks picking up her jacket and follows her "here is your jacket." she looks at where the building is and nods. It was alright, if a human tried to attack she might make it. She hesitates then speaks quitely "what is it like to have a family.... miss..?" she wanted to call her by her name, but that would freak her out probly. she relaxes as they get closer to the street.
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Post by danska on Mar 13, 2009 14:40:35 GMT -5
"My Name?" Danska looked at the other girl confused a bit til she realized the girl was possibly just wanting to be a friend. Her voice was so pleasant to listen too that Danska couldnt help it. She just told her what her name was. "My name's Danska I really need to get home, I dont feel well. Sort of fuzzy headed"
Taking her coat she began walking off a bit towards her apartment building. Her boots crushed several flowers as she walked through a flower bed. Her mind full of the sound of the girls voice, and the odd color of her eyes. What was wrong with her? She knew this wasnt right, wasnt normal for her but she couldnt help it. For whatever reason she just wanted to go home be inside safe and not be out on the streets at night this late.
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Post by Korasu Maiko on Mar 15, 2009 23:26:15 GMT -5
She raises an eyebrow before grabbing her arm and gently steering her to the apartment building. "which floor Danska? I want to make sure you get to your apartment safely before I leave you. You look dazed" She looks at the well lit street relaxing her mind and making her skin look like it had a bit of color on it. she steps on to the well street, checking for cars still steering her for her apartment building frimly but gently.
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Post by danska on Mar 17, 2009 21:16:52 GMT -5
Danska blinks looking into Kora's eyes at the lovely colors she sees, then tries to refocus her eyes and smiles. "Second floor, first door you come to is where the lady bird lives. My house is the second one after her's" Slowly she starts to recover a bit from the sudden onslaught of sights and sounds as she met Kora. Letting her lead her across the street and into the building, Danska points to the stairs smiling. "Upstairs Kora, one flight then two doors down to the right. I guess I am acting odd tonight. Thanks for helping me home."
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Post by Korasu Maiko on Mar 18, 2009 18:06:37 GMT -5
She nods still keeping a gentle but firm grip on Danska's arm. "Thank you." She smiles at Danska, then helps her upstairs. "Now why do you call your neighbor the bird lady?" She goes down the right hall and reaches Danska's door. "Is this it Danska?" She looks at her wondering how she was faring now. she closes her eyes leaning against the wall a little tiredly. She thnks 'I need rest..'
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Post by danska on Mar 21, 2009 17:47:53 GMT -5
Danska looks at the door before pulling out her key and fumbling a bit but getting the door unlocked. Wanting nothing more than to be inside, safe and away from this now strange seeming girl she steps in and turns ready to close the door. "Thank you for being so kind and seeing me home. Honest, I'll be fine once I rest and get a bath. Thank you" She waved good bye to Kora then put her key away and took her coat off to hang on a hook on the wall by the door. The thick plush carpet under her feet getting marked up by the mud on her boots. She took them off to stand on a bench by the door then headed into her hallway her steps quiet along the polished wood floor of the elegant hall. The door to her apartment now closed, and once again Danska was able to relax. The voice no longer teasing her and making her smell that sweet perfume. with a shiver of delayed reaction to it all Danska went down the hall to the bathroom and locked the door before undressing to soak in a long luxurious hot bath. She filled the tub with hot water, some peach scented bath bubbles, then lit a golden candle on the marble sink top before stepping into the water with a sigh.
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