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Yay (:

Dude, presentations are scary. If you screw up a dance routine you can just improv but with a speech if you get tongue tide you'e basically screwed! But yeah, I totally get that whole restless energy thing. There's nothing like that moment right before you go on stage/start a game when you're so full of angst and anticipation that you feel like you're going to burst!

I like that; The anonymity of the internet makes you feel invincible. The wording is beautiful. But yes, there is isn't there. My pet peeve is when people start up drama. Like 'Woah, I'm a sixteen year old high school student, I have enough of that in my life as it is without you starting shit online'. It's incredibly frustrating and as you can tell I have very big opinions on the topic :p
You remind me of my best friend, haha. Thank you :)

Jeremiah Zachary Hudson

26, Precognitive (ability to roughly predict the future. This happens through dreams (usually nightmares) and he doesn't know about this power yet), Fresh out of law school he works at his father's firm and really hates his job.

Marnie (Mar) Alexandria Donaldson

24, Werewolf, Works as a waitress/bartender
Oh my god I get so nervous! This morning while I was at my house getting ready I almost threw up. Usually when I'm onstage I shake really badly and I'm off balance but today I was only nervous when I was backstage, right before I went on and when I walked on. All of the nerves just kind of went away when my song started and it felt really good.

Exactly! It's annoying when people just don't post forever and don't give you any good reason so you're just lost like "Okay then..." and when people are super bossy and stuff. To me, the ideal RP partner is laid back, kind, creative and doesn't leave me hanging (cough you cough... damn that cold! ;)) Hehe, d'aww! Thanks (: I try to be nice online, it's so easy to be mean to people when you're behind a computer screen but you just never know what peoples situations are like and even if I'm flustered by someone, I just don't want to say anything to set people over the edge in any way.
Charlie looked down at the chipped, tiled floor. She was a little shocked that Mila had actually purposed to move in, and a lot happy. Maybe she would finally get that normal roommate that she had wanted ever since her old one moved out. "Really? You'd want to live here?" She had a hard time keeping the amazement out of her voice, sure it was homey but this apartment certainly wasn't ideal. "If you want the room, it's yours. The landlord is kind of a prick, just to warn you, but most of the neighbors are nice; Mrs. Walton from across the hall makes the best pies and Teresa Daigle and her kids are just the sweetest." She smiled and roughly pointed in the directions where their apartments were located. "You'll get along great with everyone! Oh and trust me, you're the most normal person I've had look at this place, most people are just weird and honestly kind of scary." Charlie shivered and let out a laugh. "So, yeah, really. I'd love it if you'd stay."

“You’ve really come to my rescue. I’ll have to do something to make it up to you.” Charlie blushed slightly, turning around to face the wall so the pink tint on her cheeks and neck, that made her look sort of like a tomato in her opinion, didn't show to the other woman. “Uh, yeah.” She shakily laughed, trying to be cute and perhaps flirtatious, although she would never admit to that one. “It's the least I could do. I wouldn't just leave you sitting there.” Wringing her hands, she willed her face to cool down a bit before she turned once again and looked towards her new roommate. “That's just not the type of person I am.” Her voice was gentle as she pushed away from the counter and walked down the hall and into her room calling back with her voice slightly raised.

“I'll get you those clothes now. Just a second.” Her voice murmured as she entered the bedroom. Her cluttered room was like an obstacle course as she hopped over CD cases, piles of clothes and other random oddities that littered the floor. Biting her lip, Charlie made a mental not to shut the door when she left, if the living room was bad this was a toxic waste area. The only neat things were the two guitar stands in the corner, one with a fresh looking acoustic guitar in it and the other one empty. Passing by the stands, Charlie quickly grabbed a long shirt and a pair of loose shorts from her top drawer. Folding the clothes delicately, she hugged them to her chest and brought them back into the living room

“Here you can change whenever you like.” She said, sinking down into the chair gracefully beside Mila. With a smile, she tugged on her pony tail to smooth it out. “I'm honestly not that hungry. I'll eat later or something.” Charlie shrugged and crossed her legs, the smile on her face faltering a little as Mila undid a button on her shirt. Automatically Charlie's eyebrows raised and she bit her lip. “Um, uh, Avon?” She stuttered, trying her hardest not to seem weird and awkward. 'Boyfriend, remember Charlie!' She reminded herself sternly. 'But that doesn't mean she can't play for both teams...' Discarding the thought Charlie tried another faltering smile, feeling the blush creep back into her cheeks.

“That seems like a good job. It must pay well, but honestly I can't imagine being behind a desk all day.” She really wasn't the desk type of person. Charlie liked motion, action. She couldn't be stuck in an office all the time, even if it was something interesting. “I'm a part time waitress at a local diner, and I play for tips a lot.” Charlie smirked sarcastically, the smile seemingly almost cynical on her face. “It seems kinda lame in comparison, but I've been doing as many gigs as I can, it's a hard field but I'm determined.” Her optimism was clouded somewhat by the rejection that she had received daily ever since she had come to the city. It was getting more and more difficult to go out everyday and play for pedestrians who most of the time didn't even leave a tip. Shaking her head, Charlie sighed. "But that's life."
That actually sounds so fun! It must be so great to be in school doing stuff that you actually like instead of dumb stuff that you "have" to learn.

Yeah, dance! It was really fun! I did one of my solos at a show/competition thing. I'm not the best dancer ever, but I feel rally confident after today even though I didn't get a scholarship it was still really great. And yeah, I'm not pushy either, people like that make me mad/frustrated like seriously? This is a pass time, not anything super serious.
I know what that's like... I bet your assignments are actually fun though! Since you're doing graphic design. :p

Also, I'm working on a response right now! I would have had one up sooner but I've been competing.
Haha, I figured it was something like that. No big deal, school is kinda important :P
Are we comparing ourselves to our characters? Haha, the only thing that Alexis and I share is the love of writing, the not trusting people and maybe some more of her psycho-analysed stuff but for totally different reasons :p Otherwise she isn't like me at all.

I'll try and get a post up tonight, I'm really sorry that I have been lacking; I haven't had much of a chance to write now that school has started again and I have some dance competitions coming up that I am training for. But everything will settle down soon enough!
Eesh, okay I finally got a post up. Sorry it kind of sucked and wasn't that long. It's late here but I couldn't go to bed without posting something! Anywho, it's there now so no reason to dwell.
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