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| Leora Yue | Nov 29 2006, 01:22 AM |
Artemis
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Leora double checked her "disguise" and slid Artemis' facial mask and mind set (not to mention attitude) into place. She had left the home at her usual time and left a note on the kitchen table for her grandmother. The elderly woman didn't mind. Her granddaughter was always leaving early and as long as her grades didn't suffer, she didn't truly worry. Her sunglasses glinted in the rising sun as she walked quickly towards the hangout. Artemis was Leora's other half, the motorcycle and strategist extrodinaire. A stark contrast to the quiet, out-of-the-way, little bookworm that Leora was. In fact, her best friend Max was the only one who knew she was Leora. After all, Leo had a reputation to uphold...and so did Artemis. Adjusting the navy-blue baseball cap on her head and pulling at the long ponytail threaded through the back, she opened the door and saw that Ben and Max were already here. She stopped and put a hand on her hip, a small smirk on her lips. You could cut the tension (sexual tension) with a knife. "Morning Max, Ben." she said with a pleasant voice. Her black leather jacket was zipped halfway up to keep the morning chill out and her dark-blue denim jeans were freshly washed. Artemis' feet were adorned with a pair of broken-in hiking shoes with a steel-toe that she always wore when working. Taking off her jacket and throwing her knapsack (containing her school clothes as well as her homework) onto a nearby chair, she stood next to Max in her plain, black tank-top. Her brown eyes barely visible her sunglasses, Artemis grinned. "Heya." |
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| Chillin · Throwback Hanger | |
12:30 AM Nov 28
