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...and hi tl;dr intro. rosesandlimes September 16 2011, 02:21:53 UTC
There weren't views like this in District J. There were buildings that sat pressed up against each other, and together they crowded the sidewalks of narrow streets. There was dirt and grime, and a lot of noise. District J was nothing like this wide openness of the ocean or the trail along its coastline ( ... )

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patternprophet September 16 2011, 05:02:51 UTC
Leoben gazed out at the ocean, though his attention may have been elsewhere. A bird in the distance, the sound of the wind, the rustling of the grass, very little was escaping his attention and he found it all fascinating.

That someone was approaching didn't escape his attention either. He looked up, catching the nod that was given, and which he was about to return before...

He's staring now, and he knows that he's staring. It's a bad habit of his but he can't stop because whoever this person, she looks exactly like Kara. He knows it's not Kara because if it was, she would have recognized him and reacted accordingly (which wouldn't have gone well, considering). He wants to say something, apologize, stop staring, but the words catch in his throat and he's stuck.

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rosesandlimes September 16 2011, 05:22:49 UTC
She didn't notice at first, but for some reason, maybe it was sixth sense, maybe it was instincts, she felt her hair stand on end.

Iriel looked over to the man again and found him staring. It wasn't something she was unused to, however there was something different this time. He didn't seem to be trying to place her face, to try and figure out if he'd seen her as a part of the resistance movement. He looked like he'd seen a ghost, and it unnerved her.

"Can I help you with something?" she asked sharply, turning slowly toward him before taking a few steps in his direction.

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patternprophet September 17 2011, 01:23:25 UTC
Leoben looked away, slightly embarrassed at being caught, though he had seen it coming. He focused on the ground, not really wanting to look up again as he knew he'd just start staring again. It's impolite, yes, but it's the better option, he thinks.

"Uh, no, actually. It's nothing," he said, finally managing to find his words again. "You just look like someone I know."

It might be hard to say who is more unnerved.

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