Entry tags:
irony is golden here.
Characters: Jade Harley and Sis Strider.In an act to educate herself about all of Dave's friends. Sis decides she would be best to talk to Miss Jade Harley. Sis does not however know the proper conduct in greeting someone, or finding them for the matter. She heads downtown; it is here Sis assumes Jade Harley will be located. She tips her glasses down, there is a girl standing at a merchandise cart.
Format: Prose. With some text.
This log is: Closed.
Location: Downtown.
She looks to be in her young teens. Awkward, and buck toothed. There was only one way to test if this was indeed the Jade Harley she was looking for. She slides her PDA out of her pocket, finds her contact, and sends her a text.
are you downtown right now?
are you standing by a merchandise cart?
im just curious.
if you're not the person i'm looking for, i sincerely apologize beforehand.
i'm looking for a jade harley.
are you jade harley?
if the answer is yes. i need to speak with you.
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dave is my best friend
and what do you mean, wrong with him?
dave is just fine i think
unless you mean that he is mute, but i would like to say that that does not mean he is 'wrong'
ok??
oh
so you are real :o
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"I am as real as a Strider gets, Jade Harley." She chuckles. "Now, as for Dave." She has to think about this. See, Sis kind of lost her parenting skills. "He's blowing me off by telling me nothing is wrong with him."
Yet, everything seemed to be wrong.