When it's Bright
Dec 13, 2011 16:03:20 GMT -8
Post by ❥SKETCHPAD on Dec 13, 2011 16:03:20 GMT -8
| [bg=dddddd][atrb=width, 537, bTable][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=vAlign,top][STYLE=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 50px; color: #b2cf6d;text-align: right;][/style] [STYLE=text-align: justify;padding: 10px;font-size: 10px;] May was. . baffled. The boy spoke to her in a such a mature ,and almost ignorant manner that May was really out of words. With no reply to his laughter, and no motive to cause a scene, she stared curiously at the boy until he started to talk again. “Yes, you heard right.” he had quit his laughing, but an enthusiastic grin still swept across his face. “Well, before I could even fully run I was already better than half of our village's shinobi.” She would have gaped, or awed, or even apologized for her foolishness. But she was too surprised to say anything, she had always thought she was at least a tad exceptional, that she wasn’t like other ninja. But this boy, who was born on May’s brink of being a Shinobi, was already much more exceptional than herself. She wasn’t amazing in any way, not compared to this boy, who seemed to find it amusing that she was so shocked. For a moment, while the boy said something else and another boy – who looked almost exactly like the other – came up and apologized to her for something. Still lost in her thought, May wondered if he too was of higher ranking than herself. She wasn’t strong compared to some, wasn’t great or incredible. . and now, as she moved past her disbelief and grief, a new fire began to rage inside her, a fire that had been ignited on her near-death experience, and which was forgotten until that moment, when she met the boy. Without thinking, May turned on her heels, and took a step away from the boys, her mind already racing to come up with plans for her to get stronger. Then, realizing she had turned her back real fast she came back, almost blushing, but realized that the boys were already chatting amongst themselves. In a quiet voice, May spoke, wondering if they would hear her and not exactly caring. “Thank you, it was very nice meeting you.” [EXIT] [/style] | [bg=008080][atrb=vAlign,top][STYLE=width: 200px;color: #dddddd;font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 50px;vAlign: top;][/style] [STYLE=border: 5px solid #dddddd; width: 100px; height: 100px;]  "][/style][STYLE=background-color: #dddddd;width: 100px; padding: 5px;font-size: 10px;]336 WC[/style] [STYLE=background-color: #dddddd;width: 100px; padding: 5px;font-size: 10px;]GP4 - EXIT[/style] |
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