Maybe there is a shark in the water

Pontiac · 01-12-2011, 02:34 PM

SSWM: 417

Nail clicked against the hard flooring, as the female walked with a lantern in one hand her other hand hung at her side as she moved though the halls in the collage’s library. The sun was still in the sky, high in the sky actually but she still had the burning light so that she could read some books. The hallway seemed too stretched on forever with old white dusty book shelves human hand prints could still be seen on some of the lower areas of the case. Holding the flickering light up to the book cases as she read the system that the humans had used to files the books under. It was a number system that she figured out, each number told you about the book and what area it would be located in. Her free hand followed the number till she found the area that she loved to visit, teaching theories. No single one worked and no single one worked for any one child, but the white and tan female knew that if she wanted to go into the child care area within the pack that she needed to study up on these.

Walking down the small opening between the two book cases, as she looked up and down the shelves looking for a few books that she could sit and read. Something with the name of of Vygotsky on it the female took a hold of the book a she walked out of the book shelf till she found a nice place to sit, with her light placing the burning lantern down at her side as she lowered her-self down, putting her back up against a wall the female started her reading. Opening the book she moved her hand knocking her hat off her head as she rubbed her head. It was going to be hard to understand these and try to apply them to her time around children but this was what she wanted to do with her job class in the packs. Flipping the page the female lowered her finger to the paper reading the book, the more she read the further into this subject she got. With a sigh she squirmed lowering her-self into the floor as she kept reading, the more she read the more interesting she found all these ideas that this Russian psychologist had placed down on paper and took time to research and test his believes. She sighed turning the page as she kept on reading.

Axelle Napier · 02-09-2011, 06:37 PM

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Hello WC: 226

This was her second time in Dalhousie University. The first time she had been here with Davyn and had been taught things about Wicca. Today, she was alone and doing “homework” on Wicca. She had a few books in hand and was in one of the back rooms where all the religion books were. She began walking out, but still scanning the shelves as she did so. She finally managed to push herself out of the door and into that long hallway filled with shelves of more books.

When she looked forward she almost dropped the pile of books that were in her arms. There was another female sitting on the floor toward the middle of the hallway. She was leaning against the wall with a book in hand, and her hat sitting on the floor next to her. Axelle made an involuntary squeak as she realized she was alone with this female. Civil meetings with people were still new to her, and she always worried what kind of first reaction would come from the other.

Oh! Hello.

She managed to say before stepping a few steps forward to the other female. She didn’t get close to her, though, because she was still afraid of what she might do. Until she was sure she wasn’t going to get eaten, then she would saunter over to her.

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Pontiac · 02-16-2011, 01:32 PM

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sorry for the wait.wc:3+

The Anathema pack female brought her finger up to her mouth as she licked her finger as she turned the page, going back to reading the book; she shifted as she sat up leaning over the book, growing more and more engrossed in the book’s pages. She smiled as the more she read the more and more she felt like she was learning. The she wolf loved to learn just about anything when it came to her passion, and that passion would be children. Her claw went to the page as she moved it with what she was reading, keeping a metal note about the stages in life that children go though. Pontiac had never really given it much of a thought but she could see it know that she had been made aware of what these stages and phases where.
There was a squeak, Pontiac jumped and screamed as her book flew out of her lap. Shuffling around with her feet the female gathered up her book as she looked around. ”Wh…wh..who’s there?” She wanted to sound more demanding but her voice came out just as meek and scared as she really was. She clutched her book to her chest; well it wasn’t her book it belonged to this building. She shook her legs felt like two rubber bands, as her knees knocked. Pontiac shook her head she couldn’t always fear what she could not see. She breathed in, trying to gain her cool as she saw the black and white female.”Hello I’m Pontiac D’Angelo. “ Her voice was more powerful, more in control as she looks to the two toned female waiting on her to give a name. She did not look like a threat but with where they were at. She shifted the book to her side as she flicked the back side of her hand though her hair as she moved her hat onto her head.

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Axelle Napier · 02-25-2011, 06:45 PM

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its alright =] WC: 223

The reaction wasn’t as bad as she thought, but wasn’t as cool as she would’ve liked. The femme jumped in surprise, screamed, and flung her book. Am I that scary? Axelle thought, and the emotion of puzzlement was clearly written on her face. She had about four books in her arms, and as she heard the femme’s name she almost dropped them again.

D’Angelo. It wasn’t a great memory for her. Harlowe was his name? I believe so… Almost rape, but not quite. Only because he couldn’t get it up, his penis saved her basically. Axelle regained her cool and walked over to Pontiac. She plopped her books across the hall and sat against the wall, which wasn’t that far away from the other wall. If she was a little taller, their feet might’ve been touching. She leaned against the wall with her legs stretched out straight before her, and took her first book. Then she opened it to its first page, and looked up at Pontiac.

I’m Axelle Napier. Axelle is good.

She looked back down at the book and scanned the first page with her eyes. She read what she needed to, and flipped the page. Without looking up at the femme, she spoke to her.

What are you reading about?

After the question was asked, she looked up at her.

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