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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2007 9:12 am
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No one might have guessed that Keket was someone that liked shopping, much less a mall, given her lack of keeping up with most things modern, she seemed to be in a catching up mood given the last two hours she had spent in radio shack. She had manged to get a sales associate to help her, once they got past the fact she seemed technology illiterate they ended up being happy given she was building a list of things she was buying. She had even talked her way into having them ship the stuff to her, so after a flat screen tv, ps3, laptop, one of the little rover vacuum cleaners, (cause who really likes cleaning?) and dvd player/recorder, she was done. Well minus a nifty thing called a PDA that she was fiddling with as she exited the store, leaving behind very confused people, after all who hit up a mall store for all of that? Much have to be told what everything did?
She was not paying attention as she wandered the halls, barely weaving in and out of people, which on it's self was odd, she was over cautious normally, and yet now she seemed to just be content on well being simi normal? It was no surprise that on a Saturday afternoon the mall was packed, so it was common for her to have problems running into people and vis-versa, well she was short, most if not all of the teenagers were taller then her. Deciding it was safer to duck into a store for a moment Keket stared halfway angerly out, people were so rude now days, she didn't even take note of what store she was using as a refuge, not overly caring too much, too busy glaring. Okay so maybe shopping wasn't her thing, or maybe she shouldn't have the urge to shop on a weekend, it might be safer, she had to remember that for later.
[Yes it's a random open thread, simply because nothing has been going on for so long and I couldn't thing of anything exciting to do, so I tried to leave it as open as possible for someone, anyone, to answer. Oh, please excuse spelling problems, my word on this computer is dead, it freezes the computer.]
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Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2007 11:24 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2007 8:45 am
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2007 7:01 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 6:23 am
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She regarded him a moment, half considering not answering just to see what he'd do, though it was childish, not that it ever stopped her before, none the less she nodded. A simple nod from her was a graceful movement somehow, most of her movements help a calm grace to them, as if she thought out everything ahead of time and had all the time in the world. If he manged to look not threatening, she looked as harmless as a white fluffy bunny, she manged to pull off innocent to a high degree, with a hint of a professional twist thrown in. While she didn't look armed, and there wasn't a lot of places she could have hidden a weapon, she wasn't foolish enough to wander about without anything, even so she was careful, so very careful. Everything in her facade was perfect, to display only a young woman, maybe from a higher end of life then average, simply spending the day away. It was her eyes that didn't match, a bright peridot green for a color, but it wasn't the color, it was the age stored there, and underlaying coldness, she had given up on too much in her long life.
"Good day." There was the barest hint of an English accent, or at lest it showed more then the others, her delicate words held a good mix of accents from places around the world. She was at lest friendly, she didn't start things, rarely ever did, wasn't her style by a long shot.
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 12:46 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 2:21 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2007 10:07 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2007 7:11 pm
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The only others in town that she knew were two other immortals, one of which she knew well, the other not at all, which got her to blink at him, "It would be pointless though." No, the holiday's made little sense to her, it was a way for places to make money, that was how she looked at it. She was done with the rocks though as she flashed a half dead smile at that, that so didn't reach her eyes, empty eyes on that, but that was sadly normal with her. Most of her emotions had worn down over the years, "There does seem to be an oddly high number of us around this area though, a few I've had passing talks with, it could provid entertainment.
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Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2007 7:28 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2007 7:40 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2007 7:47 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2007 7:51 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2007 7:58 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2007 8:09 pm
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