~Nothing Really Matters Anymore~ ::OPEN::

[Margaret Fox]

Margaret was walking around the park with her hands jammed into the back of her jeans pockets, making her elbows arch awkwardly, like she was stuck in a permanent chicken dance position. Her hips were thrown forward slightly because of the pressure she was putting on her but and all, which made walking a bit awkward, like she was some sort of cowboy who was slightly pigeon toed. She ended up taking her hands out of her pockets, and walking a few feet to a bench were she sat down and watched as a few children ran around the play ground that was set off from the stone walking path, and was surrounded by an endless sea of grass. She smirked, remembering the good'ole days were playing in a park was just about as good as anything and more. She had a good mind to go over and join in, after all, what little kid didn't love it when an older kid played with them?

But, she stayed in her little comfort zone, as she didn't know the kids, and had no experience with anyone younger than her. She pretty much knew who Elmo was, and that were her knowledge ran short. She laid the back of her neck on the top of the cheap wooden bench. It was warm out side, with big white puff clouds, and bits and pieces of blue sky hear and there. Margaret loved these days, just sitting and looking at clouds, trying to see if she could find any shapes in the clouds. Margaret began to hum, nothing particular, just hummed in her soft, girlish manner, becoming distant from reality, and into a day dream.

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Lyrics?!: Self Inflicted ~ Katy Perry
Credit?!: Le Twix ! @ Caution 2.0}

[Fel Quinn]

Fel had opted for the park because park equals trees which means lots of shade. Maybe it would have been better to go to the mall, but she had been feeling claustrophobic lately. A crowded mall with annoying sales people is not the place to be. The july sun beats down on her back even through the protective branches of the oak trees.
Today she had been unable to sleep during the night (again) and because of all the other people living near her she had been unable to get to sleep during the day. It is a never-ending problem and she adjusts her sunglasses to complete her bloodshot eyes which prove it. The girl with a guyish hair cut looks up at the sun again and mumbles a few swear words. She heads towards home but stops seeing someone she knows. "Um... Margaret?' She asks, tilting her head and looking at the girl.

[Margaret Fox]

Margaret sat up, and opened her eyes, her wolfish ears popping out so they were visible. "Oh! Hi!." she said, and as she stood, her tail was out as well. This sort of thing happened a lot, it was set in her panic mode to turn into a wolf, but, seeing as though she recognized the voice, she didn't go on, she just looked kind of like an anime character. "Heh, sorry." she said, scathing the back of her head. She felt a little bad. but knew that Fel probably hadn't taken it to harshly. "Whats up dude? Long time no see." she mused as she walked towards her friend.