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Post by lucinda on Sept 5, 2011 0:54:23 GMT -5
While there were some of Lucinda's friends that had left the Maple Hollow area for the summer, there were a few who had chosen to stay, which suited Lucinda perfectly. One of those people were Nell, a new friend of Lucinda's and an earth user at the academy. The young blonde took quite a fondness to earth users as they were easy to get along with (one of her best friends was an earth user). Earth user's were also the easiest element to connect with (besides her own element), maybe because the earth and water elements always seemed to move hand in hand together within nature. Lucinda's grandparents had been proof of that with her grandmother being a water user and her grandfather being an earth user when they had been alive.
In Maple Hollow the sun was shining and she had ridden her bike from her mother's house (that had once belonged to her grandparents) into town. She parked her bike out the front of Tim Horton's, the coffee shop, where she would meet up with Nell for a catch up session. Nell didn't appear to be there yet, so after locking her bike to the post out front, she entered the shop and ordered herself a mixed berry smoothie (perfect for a summer's day).
Lucinda truly did love summer, because the summer meant that she could go outdoors as much as she wanted to. She had never been one to willingly sit inside all day. While she enjoyed the warm season, she absolutely adored it when it rained. When it did rain, she was now able to use her gift to control the rain so that she was blocked from it if she needed to get some where, although that was something she avoided doing when she was among the normal humans.
After she had obtained her smoothie, Lucinda opted for a table outside in the shade where they could still take in the fresh air while avoiding being burnt to death by the harsh summer sun. The water user wore a cute floral dress filled with pastel colors (where the hem rested just above her knees), a pair of brown sandals and a pair of sunglasses. She rested her satchel bag on the table as she began to sip her smoothie casually as she waited for Nell to arrive.
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Post by NELL DOE DALE on Sept 5, 2011 16:25:25 GMT -5
Sitting in her father’s family room, Nell still wore her sunglasses. It gave her the air of being offputting and conceited, which is exactly what she wanted when talking with her father. She even crossed her arms and legs, leaning back as she stared at the clock. The Earth girl didn’t expect to take that long since she was supposed to meet up with Lucinda at Timmies, but her father apparently had other plans. As he went on and on about the trial and Jane and his parents, she kept her gaze focused on the hands rotating around its compass. She knew this was immature because of the fact that this was her future and her trial that were being discussed, but Nell hated listening to anything that came from her father’s mouth. She didn’t want anything from him, and yet it seemed as if he believed he was the best thing for her. Just stop talking, she thought, growing antsy. She was a punctual person out of general courtesy—no one liked to keep people waiting unless there was some anger involved. And she wanted to see Lucinda, while she definitely did not want to see her father.
”Nell, are you listening to me?” This caught her attention, and she looked away from the clock. ”No, not really,” she answered truthfully. ”I told you I had to meet someone.” Her father dragged his hand down his face, something she noticed that he did a lot around her. She didn’t mind. ”I’m sure this meeting isn’t as important as your trial,” he said coolly. ”Especially if it’s with that Dale boy. Are you hanging around him still?” Nell tilted her head and gave him one of her best rebellious teenager looks. Her father didn’t know much about Josh except for his name and the fact that he’d gotten the two of them arrested. Then an idea popped into mind. Just how upset would he be if she told him the truth? How’d he react? He was already trying to be a real father. Her lips flickered into a small smile when she said, ”Yeah, he’s my boyfriend.” The man looked into her eyes, blinking a few times. She wasn’t necessarily expecting him to gasp and fall back into a chair from a heart attack, so this wasn’t disappointing. Because she saw the brief flicker of panic cross his features—he didn’t know what to do. And her own stern expression told him that whatever he said didn’t matter.
He shook his head and said, ”Go to wherever you need to be, Nell.” He sounded like a teacher and she just rolled her eyes as she picked up her bag off the floor and stood from his couch. His nice, white couch that she’s always tempted to pull a Rick James on and get dirty. But she managed to behave herself most of the time. Even though she had a lot of bitterness toward the man and the idea of scuffing up his furniture was rather pleasing, she would feel like too much of a bitch for doing something like that. He still owes me, the bastard. That bitterness carried her out on God’s winds to her car so she woudn’t be terribly late. Inconveniencing people was definitely something she did not like to do, and so she tried her best to prevent it. Which was why even if she felt she had free time when she wouldn’t be working for a few hours, she always made sure that the manager wouldn’t call and force her in to replace someone else’s shift. That happened a lot less at Blackjack, thanfully—it was really a move on up. Even though she still lived in her crappy downtown apartment, it was slowly getting better. And she was making sure to do that on her own and without help from her father. Just for the excess.
She finally got to Timmies, and spotted her friend at a table. Her feet carried her in a quick gait until she practically fell over the table, clasping her hands in front of her and ducking her head. ”I’m so sorry I’m late, Lucy,” Nell hastily said before sitting down and unclasping her hands. She still wore her sunglasses, expensive ones to help in the draining of her father’s bank account, but she flicked them up to rub at her eyes. ”I just ran into some problems, but I’m here now.” She was usually vague with her personal life, and she was glad for most people’s tact—they never realy asked what she meant. ”So how’s summer vacation been treating ya?” she asked conversationally. Even though it wasn’t usually like Nell, food and drink could wait while she talked with her friend. ”I can’t remember if you said you had any plans or not.”
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