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by plumies on Tue Oct 20, 2009 10:31 pm
Sapphire didn't say anything and didn't move as the boy who called himself Rosenthal leaned towards her ear and whispered into it. She didn't flinch like most girl would have and stood there silently listening to the boy's metaphor. She understood it, but didn't say anything to prove that she did like some arrogant people. The soul butterfly that she had sent after Luna drifted back towards her silently and she reached out a finger for the butterfly to land. The butterfly landed gently and flickered it's wings telling Sapphire what the butterfly had saw and felt. There was no language, but the flutter of wings. Sapphire understood from the voice inside her head that the butterfly spoke. The voice was gentle, almost mother loving, but playful. She nodded to the butterfly as she understood that Luna was fine. She pushed up her sleeves as the butterfly drifted to the tattoo and mended in. She let her loose sleeve fall back down again and returned her attention to the boy.
He talked, and she listened. He walked off after bidding her farewell and Sapphire just stood there and began walking around without a designated destination. The boy was right, they were almost complete opposites, but still both felt comfortable when she looked into his soul. However, the reasons were different. Way different. Besides, did she really have emotion? The boy had said that she was emotionless on the outside which she agreed, but she had emotion in the inside. Was that really true? Sapphire shook of the question and kept on walking. The boy had seemed to look as if he wanted to talk with her just a bit more, but decided not to and had left. Sapphire didn't want to talk much more and it seemed the boy had felt that. She needed some time to think, think about her past. The vision. It danced between her eyes and her eyelids, the vision clear in her mind. It was weird, but so realistic, but felt like she was watching something on the screen of a T.V. Sapphire kept on walking as nearby students shuffled away from her murmuring and gossiping behind her back. It didn't matter though. Nothing could hurt her, except for maybe her past which she would not admit. Who was the girl that was beside her younger self? The one in red, the one who seemed to really be the exact opposite of her. Sapphire shook her head. She needed a place that was peaceful and quite without noisy students chattering and murmuring with their friends. Friends... Sapphire never had a friend now she thought about it. Or at least not since her memory started. What a weird word. She never even considered having one and no one ever considered to be her friend. Not that she cared.
Sapphire continued walking a bit lost in her thoughts although on the outside it appeared she was emotionless as always and seemed to be some sort of nobility walking down the hall. Her hands were in the front of her dress as always and walked around ending up in a room. Sapphire thought of her blue rose in her hair as she noticed she entered the room for the Elite members of the school. Most people knew her ability to see souls and such with souls, but no one knew yet that she could heal. It was weird having some sort of secret not that she had a secret. The power she had was just there, no one knew about it, and no one cared about it. She doubt it would be in her student file. People only payed attention to her soul ability rather than her other one that didn't seem to be as appealing and interesting. People were like that, only looked at one seemed to interest them. Plus, most people didn't know the extent of her soul ability. Most people knew she could see souls and there was a rumor that she could revive the dead. She could, but she wouldn't want to.
Sapphire then noticed a boy about 12 in the room. She searched her mind knowing she saw him earlier sometime ago, but couldn't seem to figure out when she saw him. Then she remembered he seemed to say hello to Luna earlier. Or something like that. Sapphire ignored him and sat down at a table and propped her chin with her hand with her elbow on the table supporting it. She wasn't hungry although her stomach did growl earlier. She wasn't anymore. She still needed to think about her past. She will try to pry into her past, searching for the truth of who she was and how she came to be. She pondered and pondered, but couldn't remember anything. As moments went on with her pondering, her head gradually became to ache. Only with a slightest pain at first, but it grew as Sapphire tried to remember her past more and more. Finally,her head felt as it would split open, but she kept her main composure. Sapphire silently clenched her teeth from the pain and decided to stop thinking about her past. Something or maybe someone was preventing her to find out her past. She didn't know the reasons, but she almost couldn't believe it. She knew no one and no one knew her. It been like that from the day her memory started. No one should have a reason to not want her to find out her past. The pain continued to prob in her head. She raised a hand to her head rubbing it trying to make the pain ease. Suddenly, her vision started getting blurred, foggy, and misty. Sapphire didn't know what to feel. She never really experienced emotion and didn't know what to feel but physical pain in her head. Her other hand that was not trying to comfort her head, she looked at it. She tried once more prying into her past with her mind looking at her hand wondering who she was. Finally, she couldn't take it anymore and fell from her seat and onto the ground. One hand was near her head and the other at her side and her eyebrow slightly frowned although it wasn't noticeable enough for people to see. Her face was emotionless as always though, but it was paler than usual. She was unconscious by now and the last thing she saw was a student crying out, "Sapphire fell!" and a teacher rushing to her. Her eyes then closed and she went into a deep sleep.
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plumies on Tue Oct 20, 2009 11:26 pm, edited 1 time in total.
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