Sleeping puffballs. [REMPYKINS8D]

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S A M A N T H A [sammi] D A V E N P O R T

"No one really even knew her name. Her life was once big game."

Sammi squats, hovering over a sleeping puffball. She stares down at his face and pulls a lock of his hair, wrapping it around her finger, until she lets go. Boing. It fascinates her. It's not as if she's retarded, or mental, as a matter of fact, she's only a kid. A kid that's fifteen years old, but a kid, nonetheless.

She falls back as she tries to sit cross-legged on the sand, but falls back, pulling a string of his hair out of is scalp. She falls back in giggles, covering her mouth from spitting out laughter. "Did I hurt you?" Sammi hovers over him once more.

"She's got her head up in the clouds. Sharada. Sharada."

Subject: Re: Sleeping puffballs. [REMPYKINS8D] Wed Apr 06, 2011 9:10 pm

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The teenager jolts a bit as a sharp pains grows on his head. He opens his eyes, and is shocked by a figure standing over him. "Um...I'm fine," He says, and gives a slight laugh. He rubs the spot on his scalp, and winces a bit. "Yeah, perfectly fine." Bryce was sure, if not certain, that it had not been intentional. It had not been the first time, of course, that someone had been fascinated by the mess that was his hair. The boy likes it that way, though. He thinks that it makes him unique.

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Sammi holds her breath to stop the laughter from escaping her mouth. "You are? I've been playing with that poof above your head." she says all 'smiley' and bouncy. She feels an urge to get up and dance or at least jump. Sammi's smile increases greatly, and she eyes a tree. "Yes." she runs through the sand, in a rush to climb the tree. She skids to a halt as she reaches it, eying the huge tree (remember, she's short) in awe.

"I accept this challenge." she bows towards the large tree, giggling. She surns back in his direction (which is at least six feet--she just has short legs), "I'm Sammi."

Subject: Re: Sleeping puffballs. [REMPYKINS8D] Thu Apr 07, 2011 12:39 am

Bryce raises an amused eyebrow as the girl, Sammi, practically explodes with energy. "I'm Bryce," He introduces himself, and stands to brush himself off. He shakes his head, relocating the sand that had housed itself in his hair. He looks at the tree that was behind her, and laughs to himself.

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She shakes her hair, whipping it back and forth. She's not mocking him, just repeating his motions. She shuffles her feet in the cool toward the tree and hugs the trunk mounts herself on it. Sammi flips herself backwards, hair flying everywhere. "Fun, fun, fun."

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