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bookworm13301@yahoo.com *sighs and looks over the papers* All right, first things first, what's your real name? First and last.: *a pair of green eyes look up at him from under the bunk.* Umm.. *whacks her head on underside of the bunk* Owe! Do I have ta say? *sighs* It's Sarah Jane McDonald. *scribbles it down on the paper* Next.. um, do you have a nickname? And if you do, how'd you get it?: Book Macdonald, when you see my collection of books, it's pretty self explanatory. *attempts to crawl out from under the bunk, falls twice trying to do so* *nods a bit* When's your birthday and how old are you and all?: June 17th, same as me mothers! I don't know the year though, there was a big fire in my old town of Galway, all the records were destroyed and no one can remember exact, but I think I'm about 12, 13. I'm usually the youngest and get called ‘baby’ most times. Not that I mind, I like babies. *is halfway out from under the bunk, can’t move anymore* My foot is stuck! *repeats a kicking motion* *foot is freed* *flies out and hits her head on the neighboring bunk* Owe! *makes a delicate little sniffling noise* *smirks a little* Next is looks so.. tell me what you look like, all right? *rolls his eyes* Humor me...: I'm short, red hair, blue eyes, I'm from Ireland... that one's a given, have a bit of a temper. *scratches head* What else? I think that's it. Oh! And I have a bruise on my knee from 3 seconds ago! Look at the prettyful battle wound! *pokes at it* Hmm.. *writes down some of that then looks back up* What kind of person are you? What's your personality like and all that?: I'm bouncy sometimes, but most of the time I keep to myself. *looks at the random bruises* Did I mention I fall a lot? I often refer to things from books, and talk in rhyme on accident. I'm a poet and I was unaware, wait, I think that's wrong, hmm, oh well. *thinks* Oh and I usually sleep under the bed instead of on it, *shrugs* old habits are hard to break. *raises an eyebrow then grins* If you say so. *teasing, of course* Okay, so do you have any friends around here?: *looks around* Well, I have, Katherine, people call her a shrew sometimes and Julius Caesar, he was a conquer, like Napoleon and Puck, he’s a spirit and Edmond Dantes, he’s a count now, and... wait, do you mean friends that actually exist? No. *hangs head* *nods some and taps the pen on the paper* And, uh, you got anyone special in your life right now? *grins* You know what I mean.: *blushes* I... no. *hands fumble with something in her pocket* I was, supposed to be married, when I got older, that's one of the reasons I came to America from Ireland, even though know I really don't know about my choice now, I mean it's a great place and all, but nothin' can ever compare to my Ireland. *her accent starts to seep into her voice as she continues* You've never seen real beauty till you've seen the golden sun fall behind the rollin' hills of Ireland. It's beautiful beyond compare. But even beautiful things get tarnished. *falls quiet* *uneasy silence ensues* So, you got any family? *scratches his head with the end of the pen* Mother, father.. sisters or brothers? Anything like that?: Their alive, I just don't know where. *looks at her pocket watch* But they should be coming, maybe! Ya see this? It's me Grandda's pocket watch, it's been with the men in my family for generations, since my parents only got me an' my sister, they gave it to me because Arden McCreevy, the town bully, was beatin' up a little boy about 5 an' I stepped in. Boy, did I get one bad beatin'. Needless ta say I didn't win. But for me bravery me da gave me the watch. *sighs, looking at the next question* Now you don't gotta say, but it'd be nice if you at least gave me something to write down... how'd you come to live at this fine place? *small smile*: Well, there is a book store down the street and I went and looked in and I started reading one of the books, but apparently it's a bookstore for people who have money... anyway, the owner chased me out and I ended up here. *breaks into a small fit of laughter* Well, not really, actually, I met Charity, she seemed rather nice, so I kinda followed her here.
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