Why Am I Here? « Thread Started on Jan 29, 2006, 1:28am »
Why am I here?
Dalia questioned herself with a slight sigh as she glanced around the club with her icy blue eyes,just looking around at the other people getting drunk off of their ussual mixed alcoholic beverages.The fae flattened her audits tightly against her skull when she heard the familiar smashing of a glass wine bottle,follwed by the ussual shouting and hollering of two drunk males getting to a bar fight.Most of the other drunk guys watched with excitement,shouting wildly as they watched the two foes punch each other in other's face.It took a few other anthros to seperate the two,grabbing their arms and trying to pull them away.Dalia was not one percent happy about this,glaring harshly at the two brutes with no interest.She thought it was useless for them to fight over little things like a girl or a beer and such.This was one reason why she was Bi,because she couldnt stand how most guys she had met were bossy and self centered...
Re: Why Am I Here? « Reply #1 on Jan 29, 2006, 2:01am »
" most guys are idoits" Amaroq said as she stood alittle the right of Dalia. she looked at her and smiled as she held out her hand. " my name is Amaroq, but some Call me Amy or Amon"
« Last Edit: Jan 29, 2006, 2:02am by silverwolfen »
Re: Why Am I Here? « Reply #2 on Jan 29, 2006, 2:10am »
Huh?
Dalia uttered,quickly placing her right hand over her neck to cover her scar.That scar,oh,she hated it.Always mocking her,reminding her of her past and everything that happened that suddenly ruined her life.She managed to cover most of it up when she swiftly turned her head to face the stranger,smiling back in a semi-false way.
Umm...Hello...Im Dalia...
Dalia managed to respond,noticing Amy hold out her hand for a hand shake.Quickly,she let go of her neck with her right and replaced it with her left hand to cover that damn scar.She gripped the girl's hand loosely,not wanting to be an idiot and squeeze the crap out of Amy's hand...
Re: Why Am I Here? « Reply #3 on Jan 29, 2006, 2:23am »
Amaroq looked her as they shook hands as she was wandered why she was trying to cover her neck " its nice to meet you Dalia." she let go of her hand shruged off the thought as she glance back at the brutes than looked at a chair across from Dalia " is this seat taken?" she asked as she motioned to the chair.
Re: Why Am I Here? « Reply #4 on Jan 29, 2006, 2:27am »
No,it's not,go ahead...
Dalia replied,slowly letting her hand go limp and slide down her neck and her shoulders,pushing down some of the fur on her neck to help cover the scar.She barely knew this fae,didnt know who she really was or why Amy was talking to her.The gray wolf anthro was a bit startled,not knowing if Amy was going to suddenly bring out a blade or something,and tried to use her instincts.
Re: Why Am I Here? « Reply #5 on Jan 29, 2006, 2:44am »
Amaroq sat down in the chair. "not much... i hope im not bugging you, i was just alittle bored and i saw you sitting here by yourself" she said before calling for a waiter to order a drink.
((i better get to bed..try to get on later))
« Last Edit: Jan 29, 2006, 2:45am by silverwolfen »
Re: Why Am I Here? « Reply #6 on Jan 29, 2006, 1:14pm »
No,you're not bugging me,it's fine...
Dalia replied,relaxing a bit.But then she heard Amarog's last statement,and kind of sighed at she thought about it.Being alone,is that the way she wanted to live?
Well...Im new here,so...I don't really have any friends or anything who live here...Just trying to start something new and get away from my past...
Re: Why Am I Here? « Reply #7 on Feb 2, 2006, 9:53pm »
" i know the feeling, i think alot of people come here to escape their past" Amaroq sighed alittle as she thought about her past. than laughed alittle. " so what city or town do you come from?" she asked.
Re: Why Am I Here? « Reply #8 on Feb 3, 2006, 7:51pm »
Dalia pondered that question for a moment,her mind being interupted once in a while by her flashbacks of when she was raped.She felt adreniline (sp?) flow throughout her body,and her muscles tense and a worried expression crossed her face when she remembered perfectly what happened that night,and how it ruined her life.
Huh?
She muttered,returning to real life.
Oh,sorry,it's just...Nevermind...I came from Massachusetts...The town doesnt really matter...
Re: Why Am I Here? « Reply #9 on Feb 3, 2006, 9:49pm »
A worried look appeared on Amaroq's face as she looked over at the girl. " i am going to guess that the city in massachusett was not a humble place" she said than looked down. " im sorry if bought up any bad memories."
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