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[Cheyenne is lost. The whole village still looks weird and there are things all over the ground in the most inconvenient places. And although she feels quite indifferent about her costume for the most part, those high-heels have done nothing but gotten in her way with every step she takes. Literally, as a matter of fact. She was just on her way out when she stumbled on her feet, tripped on a pumpkin, and slammed into a wall. No real harm done, save for her bruised pride. Unfortunately, this habit of tripping is beginning to become more than just an occasional blunder: she's tripped at least 12 times since leaving her apartment.]
[As it stands now, she was just on her way back to community house 6 when, after spending more time watching the ground than counting the buildings as she walked by, she found herself in a section of town she couldn't immediately recognize. She even took a chance and peeked her eyes over the edge of her new red blindfold to see if she could more readily recognize the area. But really, without a point of reference, it was no use.]
[She soon gives up and decides to sit on the edge of one of the small bridges around town, dangling her feet over the edge just above the river and probably wishing she could just kick those awful shoes right into the water.]
[[ooc: If you haven't already done so, please check out Cheyenne's Permission Post! And as an extra side note, for the most part, she isn't going to be able to see anyone's costume. Unless it's something that completely changes their basic shape. And even then, she might assume that's how they look normally.]]
[As it stands now, she was just on her way back to community house 6 when, after spending more time watching the ground than counting the buildings as she walked by, she found herself in a section of town she couldn't immediately recognize. She even took a chance and peeked her eyes over the edge of her new red blindfold to see if she could more readily recognize the area. But really, without a point of reference, it was no use.]
[She soon gives up and decides to sit on the edge of one of the small bridges around town, dangling her feet over the edge just above the river and probably wishing she could just kick those awful shoes right into the water.]
[[ooc: If you haven't already done so, please check out Cheyenne's Permission Post! And as an extra side note, for the most part, she isn't going to be able to see anyone's costume. Unless it's something that completely changes their basic shape. And even then, she might assume that's how they look normally.]]
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Date: 2010-10-29 07:58 am (UTC)...what is this supposed to be, exactly?
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Date: 2010-10-31 07:41 am (UTC)However, I believe it would be best you do not attempt to carry me.
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Date: 2010-11-05 07:22 pm (UTC)Kida you perv- I meanAnd she'll just be scooting a few inches away, thank you very much.]I must ask that you do not attempt to see for yourself. It is by far an understatement to call the feelings that will result unpleasant.
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Date: 2010-11-05 08:17 pm (UTC)[But that had been more than just a simple touch of her hand or arm. The more intimate the gesture, the worse the feelings and emotions become, and an arm over the shoulder is more or less half of an embrace...]
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Date: 2010-11-06 04:46 am (UTC)[She felt something, some emotion, but couldn't quite place it enough to form an expression on her face.] I told you not to touch me. I warned you... for what reason did you not believe me?
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Date: 2010-11-06 09:42 pm (UTC)You really didn't lie, Cheyenne-chan...
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Date: 2010-11-07 05:37 am (UTC)I must ask that you never do such a foolish thing again.
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Date: 2010-11-07 10:16 pm (UTC)Oh! A rickshaw! Yes~!
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Date: 2010-11-08 12:10 am (UTC)I am beginning to wonder whether or not it is merely a lost cause in my attempt to understand how your mind works.
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From:/and then I used the wrong icon wtg self
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