| Subject: (OOC: sorry, I don't get on till around 6:30) Christa smiled, slipping up onto Blood, not bothering to tack him up. "Let's go!" she said eagerly. Blood prancing in anticipation... Christa's thoughts flew back to her past as well... >>>if you're interested, inside for more<<< |
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Christa and Bloodlust Rebellion
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Date Posted: 16:32:44 03/26/01 Mon
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Yorudan Weebaa
's message, "~Smiles and nods.~ Yeah, lets go on the trails. ~Shifts again then settles and awaits Christa's decision.~" on 11:50:38 03/26/01 Mon
She remembered what it was like, running away from the orphanage so often, always in the police station... Heck, the L.A.P.D. had become like a second home to her. She sighed. Her life had fallen apart... until she got Blood. She had kept him in the woods outside the orphanage, and ridden him every day. She remembered when she moved out here, having to raise- and borrow -enough money to get him on the plain...
Her thoughts went back to the orphanage. She had hated that place. It stunk, the people there beat her often, and all of the kids hated her and ganged up on her. So, after a while, Christa began standing up for herself. Soon, it got to the point where she was known as "The One-girl Army". She had even slapped one of the adults there when they slapped her. She remembered the aweful clothes there, and the way people on the streets looked at her... She shuttered. "I'm never going back there- ever," she said quietly to Blood...
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