Ye old book shoppe [Open like an open book]

[crysteel-future.livejournal.com]

"Hmmm...is that an 'M' or an 'N'? Nary Elley? No..."

Nura drums her nails on the bookshelf's sixth level idly, tilting her head to peer at the dusty old tomes better, hair spilling onto her shoulders. She rubs the pad of her index finger against the binding of one in particular and feels the dust rub off it and onto her finger. She retracts her finger, looking at the dust with a wrinkled nose, and then wipes her finger against her new skirt.

"Why is every book in this place filthy with dust particles?"

When she looks back at the shelf, her eyebrows raise. The dust had been covering the 'M' and the 'S' on the book's binding. She pulls out the book and lets it drop into her hands, a bit of dust rising in the air. She brings her hand to her mouth to cover her coughing fit.

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Wanda smiled wryly. "I did not have much money through out my childhood." An understatement. She grew up in poverty, and homeless in her teen years. "It's hard for my to buy on a whim." But not impossible, especially when she was shopping with Jan. The way that woman threw money away...

'ello~ Wanda!

[foreseen-future.livejournal.com]

"I didn't really have a childhood at all," Nura says grimly. "It was nothing but books and orders throughout my young days." It stings right where it hurts that she cannot call her days as a child childhood.

[hexyeah]

"I'm grateful for the years I had with my parents, even if they were short." Her adoptive parents anyway. "The rest I wouldn't mind forgetting."

[foreseen-future.livejournal.com]

"Same for me except not really the same thing," she omits.

[hexyeah]

Wanda quirked her eyebrows at her. "Oh?"

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"Well, my parents were incredibly strict. They had all these plans for me. Plans that I did not have much of a say in."