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Anne Shirley ([personal profile] anneoftheisland) wrote2007-05-06 06:12 pm
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[locked to ariel]

Anne practically flew out of the compound and towards the party, keeping her eyes open for Ariel's distinctive hair. There were a lot of people she wanted to talk to, but only one she wanted to talk to right now, and she wasn't going to stop searching till she found her no matter who might've tried to stop her to congratulate her.

She finally found Ariel outside the Hub but near the food, and without saying a word excitedly pulled her away from the crowd so that they might find some privacy. A walk behind the compound, through the garden, ought to be perfect.

[identity profile] sickof-swimming.livejournal.com 2007-05-06 10:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Ariel was practically torn from her spot by Anne, and she stumbled a little before managing to keep pace. "Anne? Is something wrong?" she asked, wide-eyed. Although by the look on Anne's face she seemed to be as cheerful as when she found out she was going to be on Council.