Nothing to See (open)

[Brannagh Lemberg]

"Go figure," Brannagh muttered, as she looked up at the movie board. She had seen all of these movies already, or she had seen the original version and didn't want to see a remake of a classic movie. "Nothing here. Why is there always nothing here?"

The girl crossed her arms, continuing to stare at the movie board as other stared at her. She didn't really care and she really couldn't blame them. She was wearing a corset of all things with a skirt that looked as old as the outfit. Victorian style, it fell into layers that made a small train. She almost looked like she has arisen from the dead. Her make up was dark on her pale skin and she even put powder on today to make her even paler then she already was. Her neck was adorned with a necklace that was jeweled and beaded, making an ornate pattern across her pale skin. Around her wrist was a silver charm bracelet. Across her body was a messenger back, black like the rest of her outfit. Within her messenger bag was a notebook and writing utensils, a book of Norse Mythology and her wallet. She only had enough money in that wallet for a movie ticket, which was what she was there for; to see a movie and nothing more. But here she was, stuck because there was nothing worth seeing.

Branna sighed and shook her head. She opened her eyes to see the ticket boy staring at her. “What?” she asked, a little more harshly then she intended. The young man shook his head; making his ginger hair fly around his head with the furiousness he moved it, his eyes looked at her with fear and, perhaps, wonder. She really didn’t bother to ask or care.

The only movie she thought might be worth seeing was a date movie and Brannie being Brannie, she had no date. This was to be expected; she sighed and looked longingly at the kissing couple on the movie poster. She began to wish she had that kind of life, a normal life. But she wasn’t normal, she could shift into a bird that was thought to represent bloodshed and war in her mother’s culture. She would never be normal. Branna sighed.

“No use crying over it,” she muttered. She sighed and walked past the ticket boy who watched her go out of the corner of his eyes. She found a bench and sat down on it, taking out a pen and a notepad. The notepad already had several scribbles of story ideas on it. Pulling off the pen cap with her teeth, Brannie began to write.

[Skii Rose Reeve]

Skii walled into the cinema not even thinking about seeing a movie. She just wanted to see what others were acting in theses days. If she had to choose her least favorite form of theater it would be the movie screens. There were no audiences to play off of and your mishaps never showed how boring.

Skii was wearing her usual clothes. A light blue button up shirt that slightly fell over her solid black dressy pant. She wore a wedged heels that were mostly black and had a slight blue trim. Her hair was perfect. It was down and in tight curls that fell right below her shoulders and her bangs were pulled back in a sparkley clip. She also, as always, had her black bag that carried her essentials two or three notebooks with an outrageous amount of pens and pencils.

Skii flipped her hair back behind her shoulder and looked at the board. A comedy... A stupid comedy at that. Skii couldn't stand those. They would never work on a professional stage. A Gushy Romance. The poster almost made Skii throw up. She hated Romance in the theater it was never true. A slasher film. Skii laughed to her self. She could always predict what was going to happen in those. Then an action flick. Hmmm she might actually spend some money on that one.

Instead Skii scoped out where she was. There were many students here and there but nothing out of the ordinary was there. Skii moved closer trying to decide if she waned to see a movie or not... She looked at the poster that hung on the wall. It still looked a little cliche. She shook her head and decided against it. Skii searched in her bag for her IPod desperately needing some quality literature to humm in her ears. She chose a classic and stuck one bud in her ear.

Memories all alone in the moonlight. Memories from cats. This song always gave her a brainstorm about the musical she was writing. She searched the room looking for a fast comfortable place for writing. She saw another girl was sitting and writing. She did look a little odd but Skii was use to scary odd people. She WAS in theater and some of the most eccentric people came from theater back rounds.

Skii laughed a little to her self as she walked over to where the dark girl sat. She laughed because of what she had thought. Really, She couldn't have a weirder childhood then me. I was raised as an evil genius and a master of disguise! She probably just likes the dark.

Ski smiled at the girl and nodded as she sat next to her on the bench. She dug through her bag finding a working pencil and a blank piece of note book paper.

[Brannagh Lemberg]

Branna jumped a bit when she saw someone out of the corner of her eye sit next to her. Chancing a glance at her, she noticed that she wore normal people clothing. She too was writing on a piece of paper and seemed to be minding her own business. But why she was sitting next to Branna, she really wanted to know! However, Branna quickly lost her nerve and went back to her writing.

She really had no plot in what she was writing; she was merely plotting down ideas. Mostly is was just ideas and love scenes. Really detailed love scenes. Branna sighed. She had such a hard time writing romance scenes; she had no experience in the real world to base it on. She shook her head and resumed writing.

The basic idea she was working on now was that the hero was the son of a god and as such, was required to have an arranged marriage. Unfortunately, his parents found out he had a human lover and a demi-god child. His parents wanted to kill his lover and child and the hero will have none of it. At the moment, the hero and heroine were having their last goodbyes. Unfortunately, this was where Branna was stuck. This was a love scene and she had only the vague idea on what happened during moments like these.

“If you were saying goodbye to your lover, what would you say?” Branna muttered out loud, tapping her pen against her chin. She really had no idea she was speaking aloud. She gently fiddled with her necklace, thinking hard. Why was this so difficult? It shouldn’t be. Writing came to her easily, except for love or romance scenes. She sighed again and ran her fingers through her hair. She was getting frustrated, never a good sign. She took several deep breathes, closed her eyes, then turned to another page, skipping the scene for now.

Writing still more, she ran a hand over her ring, felling the engraved metal. It soothed her, making her relax. She smiled and jotted down an idea about the hero fighting his father. Fighting scenes she was good at.

Soon the cinema lights came on and more people began to arrive. This bothered Branna; her silence was becoming noisy. She didn’t like it.

“Why do they have to me do loud?” she asked, to no one in particular.

[Skii Rose Reeve]

Skii was writing in her writing. It was basically the musical of her life... just funny. It was about how the father of the family was put an evil scientist and brought up two out of the four of his children to be evil minions. Hilarious right.

The only only thing that made the musical funny was the singing numbers. Really Skii couldn't believe that she was writing a musical with so much dancing. She shook her head. She tapped her pencil on her notebook and chewed on it too. She was so frustrated that her song wasn't working. Instead Skii kept stealing glances at the girl next to her. She knew she probably looked like a weirdo but Skii could tell the girl would make an excellent character.

Skii flipped through her notebook again and found one last blank page she sighed and looked at the girl for a while hoping she was just like Skii once she started writing. (Oblivious to her surroundings) Skii put her pencil to the paper and was about ready to start writing when the girl mumbled something. “If you were saying goodbye to your lover, what would you say?” This really unsettled Skii a dark girl thats obsessed with Romance. ICK! Skii sighed and went back to her page scratching the idea of making the girl a character.

Instead she worked on a poem about the death of a unicorn. Skii smiled, (Something Happy with a sad ending!)

Galloping through it's native home
Streaked with red to show it's status
to all who dare to look upon the glorious beast
Hooves hit the ground
thunder echoes with each planted hoof
Shaking the trees
and the earth.
Then suddenly it stops
The forests
It's kingdom silent
To her the importance of what
the ruler is to say

Skii was going good. No it wasn't her best but she was having fun. The poem coming to her like the musical should have.
She hadn't even realized that her IPod had lost it's charge and turned off in the middle of a song. She smiled though her eyes were focused unaware of what the girl next to her was doing when... “Why do they have to me do loud?”

The girl had said something quite loudly next to her. Skii could tell it wasn't a regular entranced mumble like before. The Girl had said something and now Skii was out of her writing too. (Curse her, the unicorn will live another day!) Skii closed her book and placed her pencil behind her ear.

"Um, What is it?" Skii asked completely curious to the cause of the girls sudden outburst. She was use to characters randomly speaking out loud but not normal people.