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Date Posted: 18:38:02 05/28/02 Tue
Author: Hala
Subject:

.D.i.s.t.r.e.s.s.e.d.

Hala sits glumly on the floor of the house, looking around. Her long hair, usually containing a sheen so bright it seemed wet, hangs limp around her shoulders. Glances out the door, her vision blurring for a minute. Hala angrily wipes the telltale tears out of her eyes. I'm not sad. No, everything's all right. Yes, everything's alright. These thought keep running thorugh her mind as she scrubs madly at her red cheeks. Vision cleared, Hala looks back out the door, this time managing to continue her 'vigil' for several minutes. After three or four more angry scrubs of her face, Hala grabs a soft fur and crawls back over to her curtain, not even bothering to close it after her. Leans back against the circular wall, glad for the support. Arranges the fur over her legs to keep herself semi-warm and then squirms slightly. Tired and depressed as she was, Hala couldn't sleep, nor could she stay in this position. Ignores the uncomfortableness of the whole thing, letting herself drop slowly to the soft ground. Pulls her legs up to her chest and curls one of her hands into a fist after rearranging the blanket, once again to keep her warm. Wipes her eyes again with the back of herfist, then brings it down to her mouth. Hala remains that way, curled up in a fetal position with her hand near her mouth as the sky darkens slightly, still watching the door for any sign of Tullio. Ketan had left to find him, it appeared, and he seemed angrily. Hala shivers slightly, recalling the look in his eyes, but her discomfort again melts away. What if he caught up to Tullio? Hopefully, Tullio had learned enough in the past few years to stay away, and with Ketan's hurt shoulder... Well, she could hope. She really didn't want either of them to get her. Debates silently with herself over who she would want to win if they did get into a fight, and realizes again that she really didn't want them to get in a fight... Shivers again slightly and diverts all her attention to watching the door, not really wanting to think.

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Replies:

/Worried/ -- Shadowed Thought, 14:38:24 05/29/02 Wed
- Shakes her head -- Hala, 18:19:00 05/29/02 Wed
  - /Doubtment/ -- Shadowed Thought, 17:23:59 05/30/02 Thu
    - Nods -- Hala, 21:11:11 05/30/02 Thu
      - /Unsure/ -- Shadowed Thought, 13:33:18 05/31/02 Fri
        Re: /Unsure/ -- Hala, 19:17:14 06/03/02 Mon
        /Chuckle/ -- Shadowed Thought, 08:57:36 06/08/02 Sat
        Re: /Chuckle/ -- Hala, 12:34:02 06/08/02 Sat