Shopping Log~
Characters: Amaria, Christine, Ichigo & Evelyn [Closed]
Location: The Deck 8 Shops
Date: Present, Dec. 15th
Rating: PG at most for minor angst and drama
Amaria was sick and tired of being in her room. It had been several days since she'd left it to go cheer up Christine, and the faerie could feel the stiffness in her limbs that came from remaining in one spot for to long.
She'd been thinking to much lately; about her past, the future, her lifespan, everything. Finding Rolo hurt and then being injured herself hadn't helped either, especially once her magic had run out after healing them both. She hadn't even spoken to him in days, and the thought that he might just be mad at her made her wince, sighing. God, she was such a wimp when it came to things like this...
The faerie forced herself from her bed, tied her hair back in a quick ponytail, and managed to make it out of her room before pausing, glancing around. Okay, she was out of her room, now what did she do...
Her ears pricked, the girl biting her lip. Well... Christine had mentioned that 'Christmas' thing before, and she should really do some shopping to pick out presents (though she had no idea what to get anyone, honestly...). The brunette hadn't left her room in a while either, having been looking after Erol, and maybe she could drag Ichigo along to...
Mind set, the faerie turned and started down the hallway, eyes on the door numbers as she moved, pausing once she reached the younger girls door. Pausing, she sighed and knocked twice on the door, rocking back on her heels to wait. Hopefully she'd be willing to come along...
Location: The Deck 8 Shops
Date: Present, Dec. 15th
Rating: PG at most for minor angst and drama
Amaria was sick and tired of being in her room. It had been several days since she'd left it to go cheer up Christine, and the faerie could feel the stiffness in her limbs that came from remaining in one spot for to long.
She'd been thinking to much lately; about her past, the future, her lifespan, everything. Finding Rolo hurt and then being injured herself hadn't helped either, especially once her magic had run out after healing them both. She hadn't even spoken to him in days, and the thought that he might just be mad at her made her wince, sighing. God, she was such a wimp when it came to things like this...
The faerie forced herself from her bed, tied her hair back in a quick ponytail, and managed to make it out of her room before pausing, glancing around. Okay, she was out of her room, now what did she do...
Her ears pricked, the girl biting her lip. Well... Christine had mentioned that 'Christmas' thing before, and she should really do some shopping to pick out presents (though she had no idea what to get anyone, honestly...). The brunette hadn't left her room in a while either, having been looking after Erol, and maybe she could drag Ichigo along to...
Mind set, the faerie turned and started down the hallway, eyes on the door numbers as she moved, pausing once she reached the younger girls door. Pausing, she sighed and knocked twice on the door, rocking back on her heels to wait. Hopefully she'd be willing to come along...