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Dec 6, 2009 21:02:23 GMT -4
Post by giannaspordielli on Dec 6, 2009 21:02:23 GMT -4
Click
Gianna heard the door to room 208 unlock. All while muttering curses, she stomped into the door. As her english profanities transformed to Italian ones, she threw her suitcases on the bed. She sat down and the tears flew.
It's not my fault vincenzo had to get himself blown up! Now all this responsability is on me. And just when I thought being princess of New York was getting old too. I should be careful for what I wish.
As she looked at her now smuged makeup in the mirror, she finally looked around the room. There was someone who also lived here.
Oh, no. What if she comes in here and sees me like this
At this thought Gianna let out a small whimper.
"WHY ME?"
(( I forgot to say, Vincenzo was her older brother who was killed in an accident. ))
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Dec 6, 2009 21:42:20 GMT -4
Post by River on Dec 6, 2009 21:42:20 GMT -4
Alexa reached the door of her room and paused, running her fingers over the numbers just to make sure she hadn't miscalculated the distance from the stairs. She hadn't. She heard a whimper from inside. Ahh, her roommate must have arrived. Silently, she slipped inside, to stand just inside the doorway. "Umm, hi," she murmured gently. She could tell just by being in the room that the girl was very upset. "Are you okay?"
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Dec 6, 2009 21:47:38 GMT -4
Post by giannaspordielli on Dec 6, 2009 21:47:38 GMT -4
"Not really." Gianna absolutely hated opening up to people. But she was smart enough to know that a good boss aquires friends as they rise to the top. If she would ever be happy here, it would be because of friends. her roomate seemed like a good place to start.
"I'm Gianna. Would I sound bad if I told you I don't want to be here?"
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Dec 6, 2009 21:51:56 GMT -4
Post by River on Dec 6, 2009 21:51:56 GMT -4
Alexa chuckled and held out her hand. "Nice to meet you, Gianna. I'm Alexa, but everybody calls me Alex or Lexi. You can call me whatever you'd like. And no, it doesn't sound bad at all. Might I ask where you'd rather be?"
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Dec 6, 2009 22:07:15 GMT -4
Post by giannaspordielli on Dec 6, 2009 22:07:15 GMT -4
"Home. New York. Have you ever been? I miss it so much-- The buildings, the people, especially my famil--"
She stopped. She wasn't supposed to talk about her family.
"Nevermind. Talking about it will make me more upset. Tell me about you, Lexi."
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Dec 6, 2009 22:09:59 GMT -4
Post by River on Dec 6, 2009 22:09:59 GMT -4
"Oh, I don't know. I've never been to New York, but I dream of going someday. It sounds absolutely beautiful. My parents sent my brother here, and I asked them to send me too, so here I am. Umm...I don't know. What do you want to know?" she asked.
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Dec 6, 2009 22:52:22 GMT -4
Post by rue on Dec 6, 2009 22:52:22 GMT -4
Rue walks into ber room and drops her stuff on the ground. "lovely." she says in her strong british accent. No one could find out who she truly was. No one.
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Dec 6, 2009 23:18:26 GMT -4
Post by giannaspordielli on Dec 6, 2009 23:18:26 GMT -4
((if you read the character profile, you'll see how this makes sense  oh, the vincenzo is a different one. he's dead, so it doesn't really matter)) "What a grand entrance. And a happy one at that" Gianna said, sarcastically. "And you might be...? The sarcasm in her voice seemed to strenghen her New York accent. |
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Dec 6, 2009 23:25:18 GMT -4
Post by River on Dec 6, 2009 23:25:18 GMT -4
((Rue, posts are supposed to be in 3rd person past tense. Please modify. Thanks!))
Alexa used the distraction to edge over to her bed. She had already spent quite a bit of time in her room this afternoon, memorizing the room with her hands, walking it over and over until she no longer bumped into things. She now managed to get from the doorway to her bed without tripping, and she plopped down, turning her face toward Gianna's voice. She had long ago discovered that she could basically make eye contact with people, even though she couldn't see them, by aiming her eyes slightly above where their voice was coming from, and she had gotten quite good at it.
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Dec 6, 2009 23:32:55 GMT -4
Post by rue on Dec 6, 2009 23:32:55 GMT -4
"Rue." She said simply and unenthusiastically.
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Dec 6, 2009 23:33:40 GMT -4
Post by giannaspordielli on Dec 6, 2009 23:33:40 GMT -4
Gianna saw Lexi guide herself over to the bed. She had realized that Lexi was blind when she walked in the room, but chose not to say anything. Gianna wasn't sure if she was comfortable talking about it, anyway. She liked Lexi, and wasn't about to ruin the beginnings of a friendship because of it.
"Hello Rue. Can I ask what is so 'Lovely'?" She said, on the last word doing a bad job of copying her Britidh accent.
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Dec 6, 2009 23:35:19 GMT -4
Post by River on Dec 6, 2009 23:35:19 GMT -4
"Nice to meet you, Rue," Alexa said pleasantly. "I'm Alexa, but as I was telling Gianna people call me Alex or Lexi, I don't really care."
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Dec 6, 2009 23:38:15 GMT -4
Post by rue on Dec 6, 2009 23:38:15 GMT -4
Rue nods shyly and looks down not saying anything else. She was too shy for her own good.
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Dec 6, 2009 23:40:51 GMT -4
Post by giannaspordielli on Dec 6, 2009 23:40:51 GMT -4
Gianna gave up the teasing.
"So, where you from. Obviously England, but, where?"
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Dec 6, 2009 23:41:43 GMT -4
Post by rue on Dec 6, 2009 23:41:43 GMT -4
"um nothing." she says quickly trying to tone down her unnusually strong accent
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oh, the vincenzo is a different one. he's dead, so it doesn't really matter))