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Post by hannah on Aug 29, 2009 16:18:12 GMT -5
Letting the wind blow through her long, dark hair Hena walked calmly on the beach. She enjoyed the beach deeply, though her true home had had none. It was a nice place to relax, and just to let yourself be. The nineteen year old had a lot of weight placed on her shoulders just a year ago, so it was harder to find time to relax between her multiple jobs that supported her sister. Her sister was away in New York on a part scholarship, which was the main reason that they could afford for her to go there.
Sighing lightly, Hena continued to walk letting her arms sway at her side like a young girl. After a few minutes, she finally just sat down. She placed her hands behind her back, and leaned back slightly. It was a cloudy day, which didn't suprise. She had lived in Oregon previously, so she knew how rainy the Pacific Northwest could be. It was something she was used to by know. She wouldn't be surprised if it started raining, either. It's not like she'd leave because of rain. It was nice just to be outside during the rain, as long as you didn't catch a cold.
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Post by cougar909 on Sept 11, 2009 16:28:39 GMT -5
Seth had been out on the beach when he saw a girl that looked very beautiful and smelled beautiful too. He looked around until he found the perfect place to sit, which coincedently, was only a couple feet from her. So, he scooted over until he was with-in a distance that he could talk to her without yelling. He was wearing just board shorts since he had been in the forest. Then had decided to go to the beach. He was also a little wet from the water. Luckily though, he had abs from working out so much. Or he would be a little more modest.
"Hi, my names Seth." He said while sticking out his hand for her to take. If she didn't shake it he would put it back by his side and just talk. If she shook it, he would shake hers back. Of course his hand would be unusually warm compared to hers, but he didn't think she would mind. His thoughts were only about her and they were surrounding her. His thoughts were that he think he imprinted on her, but he wasn't sure.
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Post by hannah on Sept 11, 2009 19:12:57 GMT -5
  
HENA
'FLOWER'
Slipping off her flip-flops, Hena released her tensed muscles. Relaxation had never been an easy task for her to do, especially with her hands. Her fingers were doubled jointed, and always wanted to stay flat or at some odd angle. It hurt at first, yes, but she had gotten used to it where she hardly even noticed the pain. It could also be kind of creepy at times with some of the things that she was able to do, but she hardly put thought into it anymore. It had turned into a much more natural thing for her to.
"Hi, my names Seth." The voice startled Hena, but she managed not to jump. She turned to look overall her shoulder from where the voice came from. Giving a polite smile and shaking his hand, she spoke. "Hello, I'm Hena." She didn't honestly care if he made fun of her name, as was used to it. Hardly anyone seemed to have real Indian names anymore from outside of where she came from - and Seth seemed like a perfectly normal name. She didn't really care that her name meant flower though, she was perfectly okay with it.
tag; Seth Clearwater
outfit; Click!
word count; 202
credits to; Me!
notes; Whoo! Love this format.
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Post by cougar909 on Sept 11, 2009 19:56:06 GMT -5
Seth looked at her. She did look like a flower. At least to him. He was sure that was what her name meant. He loved when someone on the res. actually had a name that was an original Indian name. It was cool. "What a beautiful name." he said. Chuckling and blushing slightly as he said this. He looked at her fully this time. Really taking her image in and putting it in his mind. He had one question in his mind, that he wasn't going to ask her right now. Maybe at a later time. But, if he just met her and asked if she had a boyfriend, then it would seem kinda weird.
Seth looked up at the clouds, the way the sun came up behind them, made them seem very beautiful. He looked back at Hena and waited for her to say something, so that she could sort of break the ice.
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Post by hannah on Sept 20, 2009 20:10:48 GMT -5
HENA
'FLOWER'
"What a beautiful name." Hena found a light blush creeping across her naturally tan cheeks at the compliment, as that wasn't the kind of reaction she'd expect from her name. Most people just laughed right to her face, and would say something like 'what kind of stupid name is Hena?' She had learned to ignore the insults though to her unique name, but was proud of it. It showed her Indian heritage, even though it wasn't a Quiluete heritage like other's up here.
"Thank you," Was all that Hena said, slightly lost for words. She was a rather shy person at first, and wasn't really used to having a social life with all that she had to do to be able to support her sister in New York. It was a lot of pressure for a 19 year old to have, but she was used to it. She felt her hand self consciously twisting in her necklace as her thumb brushed against the real shark tooth lightly. It wasn't sharp enough to cut her thumb or anything, though. Unless you put too much pressure on it, then it possibly could.
tag; Seth Clearwater
outfit; Click!
word count; 203
credits to; Me!
notes; Had to report it!
Accidently deleted it.
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Post by cougar909 on Sept 24, 2009 0:44:09 GMT -5
Seth nodded his head when she said, 'Thank you'. There was really nothing to say to that. Seth watched as Hena played with a necklace that was hanging on her neck. When her fingers moved one way that he could see the necklace, he was astounded to see a shark's tooth hanging there. "Where did you get that from?" He said eying it. It was very pretty and went well with her and what she was wearing.
Seth looked back at the ocean as she answered him. He loved the way the waves came crashing down and the smell of the salt water. In total, he just plain out loved the beach. Sometimes, he wished that he could live on the beach instead of in the city of La Push. Once Hena was done answering him, he turned back to look her in the eyes. He knew what was happening, he was starting to imprint. He was okay with it this time and let it go naturally.
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Post by hannah on Sept 25, 2009 11:29:45 GMT -5
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Post by cougar909 on Sept 26, 2009 17:40:18 GMT -5
Seth listened intently as Hena began to talk tell him about where she had gotten it from, when all of a sudden she stopped. He looked at her concern growing on his face. "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to. I perfectly understand." He put his arm around her shoulders and gave her a hug. "You see, my dad passed away about half a year ago and I wasn't able to talk about it for the longest time." Seth stopped there. If he was to tell her how he died, he would give away the secret. Then, he would have to tell her everything else.
If only that stupid wolf didn't have to show up in the first place. Was the first thing that he thought until he realized that that 'stupid wolf' had been his sister and that soon he would be joining her because of how angry he got at her for killing their dad and not showing up even on his funeral day. They had tried to hold it off for so long. But, they just couldn't wait around any longer. So, after a week of not coming back, they had the funeral. Afterwords, Seth had gotten so angry that he took off. After coming back to the present, Seth realized that his arm was still around her shoulders. So, Seth looked at her as if to ask permission if this was okay or not.
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Post by hannah on Sept 26, 2009 22:14:42 GMT -5
HENA
'FLOWER'
"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to. I perfectly understand." Hena accepted his hug gladly, he was much warmer whilst she was starting to get a little cold. She ran her hand through her hair, ruffling it a little bit, to calm herself down slightly and to hold back tears a little better. Playing with her hair for some reason had always helped her to not cry. How or why it helped her hold back tears she had never been truly sure of, she was just glad she had a way that worked to keep from crying.
"You see, my dad passed away about half a year ago and I wasn't able to talk about it for the longest time." That did help give Hena the nerve to talk about it. She took a deep, shaky breath before speaking. "My mother and father died just last year in a car accident. It's my younger sister that worries me though, she can't even think about it it's hurt her so bad." She exclaimed rather calmly for her, which was a rather good thing. She had always had a hard time thinking and speaking off death, it had never been easy for her to do.
tag; Seth Clearwater
outfit; 219Click!
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credits to; Me!
notes; La la la.
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