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May. 12th, 2005 07:03 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
petraarkanianPetra slings herself down upon her bed in disgust. She'd never had problems 'fitting' in before, but this was a whole new crowd.
Get a hold of yourself. There is no diffrence between this and Battle School.
Except it wasn't. Petra burries her face in one of the pillows to force herself to breath deeply and calm down. For all of her military bearing when she was amoung others, here she could be herself. No one was watching her as far as she could tell, and it seemed to be the custom here to knock before one entered someone else's room.
Everyone is just so... nice. And Bonzo is acting so weird. I was so ready to think he was just the bonzo I left back at the school, but he's not. Just think how long it took him to hit her the first time.
There she stays, the lights out, her short hair hanging down when it could.
Get a hold of yourself. There is no diffrence between this and Battle School.
Except it wasn't. Petra burries her face in one of the pillows to force herself to breath deeply and calm down. For all of her military bearing when she was amoung others, here she could be herself. No one was watching her as far as she could tell, and it seemed to be the custom here to knock before one entered someone else's room.
Everyone is just so... nice. And Bonzo is acting so weird. I was so ready to think he was just the bonzo I left back at the school, but he's not. Just think how long it took him to hit her the first time.
There she stays, the lights out, her short hair hanging down when it could.
