It's a comedy/murder myster called "And Then There Was One". Ten people are trapped on an island for a weekend and one by one, they die...
Yeah, tonight is closing night and we're all gonna go crazy! XD It's gonna be a blasty blast.
Well, I'm over the cold, but I hurt my knee. >< It's getting better though. The work of theater is making a bit hard to heal, but I'll get over it...
"It's kind of hard for me to trust people now," Jasmine admitted. "Especially myself... What's so special about me?" The question came out of her mouth before she could stop it. "I mean... I know I can do all this weird stuff... but why did those people try to take me away... and why did you and Storm go through the trouble of finding me?"
That could be it too! =D
I'm surprised they added this customization-thingy. XD I guess it's because no one could agree on a skin so they're letting us make our own for a...
"Scared and confused," Jasmine answered after a moment, trying to ignore Logan's thoughts as not to invade his privacy. The weakness of her voice surprised her. "I don't want to hurt anyone..."
Sure thing. I looked out the outline for the customizations; it doesn't look too hard.
Storm felt badly for drudging up the memories, but she knew it affected Logan much more than it did her. She watched breifly as the two walked away and then headed off in her own direction. Jasmine wondered what had caused Logan's sudden change of mood. Though she was curious, she could see that whatever it was really bothered him, so she stayed out of his thoughts as much as she could.
I'll do it this weekend then. ^^
Jasmine nodded and covered her mouth, supressing another fake yawn. Storm studied the two for a moment. It was understandable that the young girl would be tired after what had happened on the jet. "Alright. Logan," She hesitated, and then decided to just put the situation bluntly. "I think it's best that she stay in Jean's room. It's close to yours, and between the other new students, it's pretty much the only room left."
I like it. ^^ Maybe when I'm really bored I'll fix up mine.
Storm paused in her naration to give Logan a dirty look. She knew he was just trying to be an ass so she let it go and went back to giving the tour. Jasmine bit her lip in thought. It would be a bit rude to do what Logan was asking, but at the same time, it would be funny. She didn't want to start off on the wrong foot. Logan had Jasmine's trust though. She let out a long yawn. Storm slowed to a stop and turned around to face Jasmine and Logan. She looked at Logan, thinking that he had been the one who had yawned.
Ooooh! XD *is too lazy*
Storm ushered the two inside, mentally noting the flower in Jasmine's hand. "The architecture of this school dates back-" Jasmine tuned out Storm's babble. She looked at the flower in her hand. It had been nice to do something right, and get recognition for it, but based on her track record she decided not to try that sort of thing again. Jasmine overheard part of Logan's thoughts, and was about to disagree, but she really couldn't; Storm was starting to bore her.
A flower stood out to Jasmine as Storm led them through the gardens. She checked to make sure that Storm wasn't looking and then reached out for the flower. Its stem broke nearly half-way down and the flower floated into Jasmine's hand. She smiled, proud of herself for doing something intentionally and not making a mess of it.
Jasmine wasn't really listening as Storm began to talk about the grounds and its founding. She was just thinking over all that had happened in the last few hours. She realized she was still holding Logan's hand and thought it best to let go, but couldn't bring herself to.
"That's right," Storm confirmed with a smile. Jasmine's expression turned from frightened to confused. Had she projected her thoughts? It had only happened once before and she didn't think too much of it, but if it had just happened again, perhaps it was something she should pay closer attention to. "Let's go," Storm said, starting to walk.
*slices question mark in avvy* All better!
Wow...what's with the colors?
