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Post by Santomoro Purotekuta- Mei on Feb 12, 2008 14:05:35 GMT -5
He sat there in the shop eating ramen and drinking his tea he relaxed there and thought of all his friends and all the things that had happen in recent months he saw someone also eating ramen and said "hi there" he took another drink of his tea and began to day dream about many things because he had people places and events that had in his past
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Post by Hishime on Feb 12, 2008 14:14:16 GMT -5
Hishime glanced at the boy as she heard him speak. She didn’t reply and just simply nodded before taking another bite. A small sigh escaped from her lips as she finished her ramen. The young girl rested her head in her hand and looked at the empty bowl. She stood up and pulled some money out of her pocket. She sighed again and placed the money on the table before sitting down again.
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Post by Santomoro Purotekuta- Mei on Feb 12, 2008 14:27:58 GMT -5
He took some more ramen he spoke to the cook and gave him some money the man nodded and gave the young girl a bowl of ramen and said "it is from that guy" he ate his ramen and looked around he smiled and paid for his ramen he drank some more tea and let out a heavy sigh he had remembered he had come here after visiting his dead parents
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Post by Hishime on Feb 12, 2008 14:38:18 GMT -5
Hishime looked up at the man as he placed another bowl of ramen in front of her. Her eyes shot at the boy as she heard the man’s words. ‘What the..?’ Hishime thought and glanced at the ramen, ‘Why would he..?’ The girl sighed before picking up her chopsticks and took a bite. As she continued to eat, she glanced at the unfamiliar boy, still wondering why he would buy her ramen.
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Post by Santomoro Purotekuta- Mei on Feb 12, 2008 14:43:04 GMT -5
He finished his ramen and drank the last of his tea he then ordered more tea and then smiled he had given her ramen because she looked sad as he paid for his tea he saw she was looking at him and just smiled he looked forward and drank more tea he smiled and looked all around him he could still hear all that laughter
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Post by Hishime on Feb 12, 2008 14:50:56 GMT -5
Hishime looked away from the boy as she saw him smile. ‘What’s with me today?’ she asked herself, a little annoyed. She started at the bowl, while she continued eating the ramen the boy has given her. As she finished, she pulled the empty bowl away from her. Hishime glanced at the unknown boy again, she wanted to smile, but for some reason, she just couldn’t.
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Post by Santomoro Purotekuta- Mei on Feb 12, 2008 15:01:58 GMT -5
He finished his tea and paid for all his stuff hegot up and turned away from the place he got up and walked to a near by tree and climbed up in it and pulled a flute from his bag he began to play a simple but sweet melody and listend to what had echoed from the surrounding trees he stoped then played again
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Post by Hishime on Feb 12, 2008 15:12:30 GMT -5
Hishime followed the boy’s movements carefully with her ocean-green eyes. She pulled herself away from the table and also stood up, keeping her eyes on the boy. ‘Who is he?’ she asked herself in her head, and walked up to the tree. He eyes were still focused on the boy as she stopped a few meters in front of the tree.
A small grin crossed her face as she heard him play, she has always enjoys music.
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Post by Santomoro Purotekuta- Mei on Feb 12, 2008 15:16:06 GMT -5
He began to play again but he noticed the girl and said "Hi there my name is santo" he began to play again this time he played a diffrent melody and as he did it seemed like the wind changed but he countinued to play he listened to the echo's this melody was more complex but it always made him smile he played it and he looked up in the tree and noticed a bird beging to fall asleep in its nest
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Post by Hishime on Feb 12, 2008 15:27:10 GMT -5
The girl leaned against the tree, finding this a more comfortable position. “Hishime..” she replied quietly and shoved her hands in her pockets. She closed her eyes as she listened to the new melody. She didn’t notice that the wind had changed, and just listened carefully. She wished she had brought her guitar with her, she suddenly wanted to play. A small smile crossed her face, enjoying every sound.
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Post by Santomoro Purotekuta- Mei on Feb 12, 2008 15:31:39 GMT -5
He played another tune far more complex then before he listened to every note and said "do you play?" he said sitting up while taking a breath he began to look up at the sky he liked looking at it.It reminded him of what has happend and what could happen as he gazed at it he began to think about everything that could be thought of and just smiled as he played
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Post by Hishime on Feb 12, 2008 15:46:55 GMT -5
Hishime opened her eyes and sat down, her back against the tree. “Yeah..” she replied quietly and wrapped her arms around her legs. “Guitar and piano..” Her voice was soft as she spoke, yet quiet and maybe even a little shy. ‘What’s with me today?’ she asked herself again.
She sighed again before closing her eyes. The melody reminded her of her past, the many bad things but also a few good things. She smiled again, and slowly opened her eyes, before she could remember too much.
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Post by Santomoro Purotekuta- Mei on Feb 12, 2008 15:55:18 GMT -5
He began to think of his past as he played the melody even faster he then stoped and said "that is cool" he played a new song this one was kinda sad sounding yet kinda joyful at the same time he listened to it and began to think of his past how it was a mixture of the song filled with good and bad
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Post by Hishime on Feb 12, 2008 16:08:58 GMT -5
Hishime’s smile slowly disappeared as she heard the new melody. It reminded her of her past again. She stood up, shoving her hand in her pockets again and looked up at Santo. “Would you like to join me on a walk?” she asked, and managed to smile a little at the boy. ‘He seems really kind..’ she thought to herself, but she knew she could never fully trust someone, especially someone she’d just met.
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Post by Santomoro Purotekuta- Mei on Feb 12, 2008 16:23:07 GMT -5
He put the flute away in his bag and hoped down quickly he looked at her and said "sure where to" he stood up straight and smiled he was starting to trust her he rarly trusted people he thought to himslef 'she is nice' he looked aroyund where were they going he looked around them he knew the village well but wasnt sure where
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