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latomatetas.livejournal.com) wrote in
towerofanimus2011-08-31 12:55 pm
Tres
Characters: Spain, open to everyone~
Setting: Different floors~
Format: Action or prose; I'll just follow along.
Summary: More exploring, as usual. And a little confession.
Warnings: TBA
Floor Thirteen: Cathedral
This is something new. Spain wonders when did this appear, but decides not to dwell on it. Instead, she sits in a pew, clasping her hands together around her cross as her head bows low (inwardly she thinks she should have brought down her rosary). Her eyes are shut, but she's trying to hold back tears.
"Dios te salve, Maria. Llena eres de gracia: El SeƱor es contigo..."
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Floor One: Cafeteria
Sighing when she reaches the cafeteria, Spain recalls the number of floors between her dorm and the cafeteria. Thirteen, the unlucky number, which ironically is the floor where the cathedral is.
Shaking her head, she mutters to herself, "Must have been a coincidence..." before helping herself to the food. Two small meat pies, salad and juice. She wasn't that hungry to begin with.
Setting: Different floors~
Format: Action or prose; I'll just follow along.
Summary: More exploring, as usual. And a little confession.
Warnings: TBA
Floor Thirteen: Cathedral
This is something new. Spain wonders when did this appear, but decides not to dwell on it. Instead, she sits in a pew, clasping her hands together around her cross as her head bows low (inwardly she thinks she should have brought down her rosary). Her eyes are shut, but she's trying to hold back tears.
"Dios te salve, Maria. Llena eres de gracia: El SeƱor es contigo..."
-
Floor One: Cafeteria
Sighing when she reaches the cafeteria, Spain recalls the number of floors between her dorm and the cafeteria. Thirteen, the unlucky number, which ironically is the floor where the cathedral is.
Shaking her head, she mutters to herself, "Must have been a coincidence..." before helping herself to the food. Two small meat pies, salad and juice. She wasn't that hungry to begin with.

Cafeteria
Whatsa coincidence? [she smiles at her in greeting and takes a seat next to her, staring a bit at her food]
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Nothing of importance, Lola. Are you going to eat your food, or do I have to feed you this time?
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[food, what? clones are cooler]
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No, no. Lola. [ Spain points to Molly. ] That's what I call you now. It's your nickname.
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Oww.
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Here you go, Lola. Since you finished most of your food, you get one.
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