Jamile Hart (![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} turnskin) wrote in ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} nosuchplace,@ 2009-01-05 11:40:00 |
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Saturday: November 3, 2007
Who: Jamile, Adio and Sanura
When: Evening
Where: Towards then at Adurile Cottage
What: Reunion!
“Okay thank you!” Jamile waved at a civilian who directed her further down the road heading further towards the cottages that seemed to be neatly placed around Helicharis. Elysium was going to be a surreal experience for her. Though she felt frozen when she first arrived, the temperatures near alien, the friendly people and the hope that she would see her siblings warmed her up. She described them in vivid detail along with the pictures she had of them which were somewhat old. When she heard people recall the female especially she almost felt tears stain her eyes. But she had gotten her hopes up before.
If her siblings were indeed here, they were lucky. Her haven in Africa was small and could never ensure this much safety to so many people. They had a Market, even a restaurant with an aroma so good leaking into her nostrils she sometimes wanted to turn back since she hadn’t eaten in sometime.
When the Therianthrope spotted another civilian she dropped her light set of baggage and took out a picture. “Excuse me. Have you seen these two by any chance?” If not, she heard there was a vacant cottage nearby.
But when she heard the civilian confirm the two were residing nearby, she eagerly asked them to point out where the two were before she ran in the houses direction. The minute she spotted the cottages exterior designs by the windows, she knew it was Sanura’s doing.
Though she would have simply just busted down the doors, she stood at the doorway for a moment, smoothing out her wrinkled shirt before she knocked on the door. She wouldn’t be the one to cry first.
Who: Jamile, Adio and Sanura
When: Evening
Where: Towards then at Adurile Cottage
What: Reunion!
“Okay thank you!” Jamile waved at a civilian who directed her further down the road heading further towards the cottages that seemed to be neatly placed around Helicharis. Elysium was going to be a surreal experience for her. Though she felt frozen when she first arrived, the temperatures near alien, the friendly people and the hope that she would see her siblings warmed her up. She described them in vivid detail along with the pictures she had of them which were somewhat old. When she heard people recall the female especially she almost felt tears stain her eyes. But she had gotten her hopes up before.
If her siblings were indeed here, they were lucky. Her haven in Africa was small and could never ensure this much safety to so many people. They had a Market, even a restaurant with an aroma so good leaking into her nostrils she sometimes wanted to turn back since she hadn’t eaten in sometime.
When the Therianthrope spotted another civilian she dropped her light set of baggage and took out a picture. “Excuse me. Have you seen these two by any chance?” If not, she heard there was a vacant cottage nearby.
But when she heard the civilian confirm the two were residing nearby, she eagerly asked them to point out where the two were before she ran in the houses direction. The minute she spotted the cottages exterior designs by the windows, she knew it was Sanura’s doing.
Though she would have simply just busted down the doors, she stood at the doorway for a moment, smoothing out her wrinkled shirt before she knocked on the door. She wouldn’t be the one to cry first.