\\: Seraphina Trotter
Sixteenth Note
Yeah, some *ghost* he is... Why doesn't he just show his face?
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Post by \\: Seraphina Trotter on May 9, 2006 17:07:09 GMT -5
A couple of slow, leisurely-paced footsteps could be heard down the hall, making a soft "clack" on the wooden floors on the dorm room floor. Seraphina could be seen exiting the stairway, hazel and topaz gaze shifting around as at least four people, whom she couldn't recognize from the speed of their gait. Merely shrugging, the young artist turned abrubtly and turned the scratched and dulled doorknob to her room, not bothering to close it as she walked in. Seraphina didn't like to be shut up like that.
Quickly grabbing her pencil and paints, the young adult pulled up a chair, staring at the blank sheet of poster in front of her. She had asked someone what the next Opera was about, and the topic buzzed in her mind as the artist thought of a design. Finally, it came to her, and small, outlining paintbrush was lifted as the young adult put it to the banner, beginning her atwork. And she began to sing, not caring if anyone heard her. All the girl was focused on now was her artwork, like Seraphina was in her own little world.
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phantomsbride1
Eighth Note
You alone can make my song take flight
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Post by phantomsbride1 on May 20, 2006 17:41:17 GMT -5
Estelle tapped nervously on the door, surprised to find it open, "Hello?" she asked tentatively.
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\\: Seraphina Trotter
Sixteenth Note
Yeah, some *ghost* he is... Why doesn't he just show his face?
Posts: 25
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Post by \\: Seraphina Trotter on May 21, 2006 8:23:04 GMT -5
Seraphina stopped singing, looking behind her shoulder and seeing Estelle. Eyes narrowing slightly, the young adult set down her paint brushes and stood up, brushing off anythign that might've gotten on her clothes when she was decorating the blank sheet of paper. The outline was nearly finished, and it needed coloring, now.
"Yes?" Seraphina replied, looking at the girl with an odd counenance.
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phantomsbride1
Eighth Note
You alone can make my song take flight
Posts: 95
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Post by phantomsbride1 on May 21, 2006 16:56:12 GMT -5
"I am terribly sorry to interupt," Estelle entered cautiously and stared at the outline with admiration, it reminded her of the posters that had been painted of her back in London. "I appear to be lost..." she finished weakly.
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\\: Seraphina Trotter
Sixteenth Note
Yeah, some *ghost* he is... Why doesn't he just show his face?
Posts: 25
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Post by \\: Seraphina Trotter on May 23, 2006 18:25:16 GMT -5
Seraphina smiled, nodding and straightening up her posture as she nodded once more. "Well, your in the dorms' hall right now," The artist began, taking a step or two towards the girl. "And, no need to apologize - It's not a big deal." She glanced at the poster, then back to the woman. "Where were you headed?"
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phantomsbride1
Eighth Note
You alone can make my song take flight
Posts: 95
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Post by phantomsbride1 on May 24, 2006 15:17:39 GMT -5
"I am trying to find my way back to the dormitories." She stared again at the painting. "What are you working on?" she asked curiously.
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