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Post by William Warley on Nov 19, 2007 21:12:20 GMT -5
Will was not working today. Meaning he could eat in the same time as anyone. He grabbed a plate and gave the money. He elt the lady working there fill his plate then turned around to look at the many tables.
He moved around. Most of the people, he barely knew them. Instead, he went to a table almost unoccupied. The few sitting there were on the other extremity of it. He sat at the table and slowly began to eat.
He had develop a way of eating so little and taking all his time, that was making him feel as if his plate was full and the food was actually even better.
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Post by Isabella Moore on Nov 19, 2007 21:16:16 GMT -5
Isabella walked into the eating hall, moving so that she was at the end of the line. She had just enough to buy herself some lunch and that was it. She got her food and looked around the hall for anyone that she could sit with.
Seeing no one where she was, Isabella walked over to a table and sat down. She didn't look up as she picked at her food. She was hungry like always but she just couldn't bring herself to eat the disgusting stuff they served here. Sighing softly, Isabella pushed her plate away from herself and sat back in her chair.
Her gaze drifted around the room, taking in everything and everyone. She still didn't see anyone to join for lunch so she stayed in her seat, twirling some of her long blond hair around her finger.
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Post by William Warley on Nov 19, 2007 21:23:16 GMT -5
William was looking around the hall as he was eating. In case of finding a friendly face. He noticed Isabella not that far from him, only a few ables in front of him actually. He looked at her but he doubted she had seen him. He decided to go on first and stood up.
He grabbed his plate and walked to her. "Mind if I sit with you?" he said in her back as he put down his plate next to her and took a seat.
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Post by Isabella Moore on Nov 19, 2007 21:36:37 GMT -5
Isabella stirred from her thoughts with a jump and looked at him "Oh hey William. I don't mind" she said sitting up in her chair and looking over at him "What's up?"
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Post by William Warley on Nov 19, 2007 21:39:45 GMT -5
He smiled at her as he sat. "Nothing really. Class, work, class again then sleep and we do it all voer. Nothing very exciting in there. What about you?" he asked her as he took a bite of his food.
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Post by Isabella Moore on Nov 19, 2007 21:42:48 GMT -5
"Same I guess" she said looking at her plate of untouched food. She was sensitive to taste and smell today so just the taste let alone the smell of the food they served here was likely to make her sick "Have you met any new people lately?" she asked, covering her nose with her hand and looking over at him.
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Post by William Warley on Nov 19, 2007 21:46:28 GMT -5
He finished the food in his mouth before answering. Yet he shook his head. "No, not really." he said. He looked at her and saw she had placed her hand over her nose. "Does it smell that bad?" he asked. He wasn't feeling like it.
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Post by Isabella Moore on Nov 19, 2007 21:48:14 GMT -5
She nodded "For some reason my taste and smell senses are very sensitive today" she said sighing softly as she moved her hand away from her face. She looked over at the other orphans who were sitting at the next table and lowered her gaze when she noticed them pointing at her while whispering to each other.
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Post by William Warley on Nov 19, 2007 21:51:51 GMT -5
He frowned seeing her lowering her head. He glanced around to see the people. He slowly approached of her. "Is there something wrong Bella?" he asked her with a worried tone.
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Post by Isabella Moore on Nov 19, 2007 21:56:01 GMT -5
She shook her head "No of course not. Why would anything be wrong?" she asked in a slightly cold tone. She sighed softly, looking over at the others then back at him "Sorry" she whispered.
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Post by William Warley on Nov 19, 2007 21:58:45 GMT -5
He frowned again hearing her tone. he wondered how he could have hurt her with that simple question. He looked at eh others than at her. "Why are they staring at you like this?" he asked softly and on a more sympathetic tone than earlier.
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Post by Isabella Moore on Nov 19, 2007 22:09:51 GMT -5
She looked up at him and shrugged "I don't know. Those are the same orphans I mentioned to you before that said I'm stupid because my hair color is blond" she said looking down again while twirling some of her hair around her finger.
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Post by William Warley on Nov 19, 2007 22:12:42 GMT -5
He placed a hand on her shoulder and gave her a small smile. "But you know you're not stupid. It wasn't hurting you that much before are they saying anything else now?"
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Post by Isabella Moore on Nov 19, 2007 22:23:08 GMT -5
She shook her head "No I guess it just takes a while for it to hurt me" she said looking over at them then back at him "I don't know why though"
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Post by William Warley on Nov 19, 2007 22:25:15 GMT -5
He squeezed gently her shoulder. "You shouldn't listen to them. You know you've got brains." he told her with a wider smile this time.
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