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Sunlight in a Jar [Open]
Her hair was officially in her eyes now, uneven bangs tickling the tip of her nose, while the rest of it fell almost to the tops of her shoulders. The bangs were proving the most problem; they slipped out of her ever-present headband and got in her face, sometimes made Bandit sneeze when they tickled his nose.
And there was nothing worse than dog sneeze all over one's face.
Now, her face washed and (mostly) dry, and with a bit of time before her next class (it was better to wait until her legs stopped feeling rubbery from Master Chief's physical training) Sherry sat down in the media library, and studied.
There had to be a way to cut her hair without fearing that someone would butcher it. Maybe she could do it! She seemed competent enough with everything else, after all, so how hard would cutting one's own hair be?
Sherry bit her lip as she searched and read, "...But where am I going to find scissors?"
And there was nothing worse than dog sneeze all over one's face.
Now, her face washed and (mostly) dry, and with a bit of time before her next class (it was better to wait until her legs stopped feeling rubbery from Master Chief's physical training) Sherry sat down in the media library, and studied.
There had to be a way to cut her hair without fearing that someone would butcher it. Maybe she could do it! She seemed competent enough with everything else, after all, so how hard would cutting one's own hair be?
Sherry bit her lip as she searched and read, "...But where am I going to find scissors?"
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For good or ill, it appeared.
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She looked up, and for a second just stared. Her mouth opened, and paired with a look of horror, closed, opened and closed again, her lips in a very expressive line of, I am not sure what you are, but my parents have taught me not to scream. "But thank you for offering," she managed.
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...and then the girl saw him. He could tell very easily that she was scared, so he made sure not to move any closer to her or bring his hands anywhere near the weapons on his belt. "If you change your mind, I'll be in here for a while. Just ask."
He really needed to get used to dealing with human children.
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Probably.
"Um... I will." A pause, as she sized up her ability to run away. "If I change my mind." A longer pause as she realized he might be able to outrun her by sheer leg-length.
It would figure that he'd be built like a tank"...You're huge," she added.no subject
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Maybe she really was picking up bad habits from her parents.
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"Well, I'm going to go look for scissors. It was nice meeting you... Mr. Dinosaur." Sherry said, realizing that he... hadn't given her a name, exactly.
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