Attempting to Think

[Christobelle Montgomery]

Christobelle was wandering aimlessly about Obsidian Harbour, finding that she needed to get fresh air and sunlight yet again. Cooped up at home, she was left to nothing but her thoughts, and as much as she tried painting and drawing to get her mind off Robin, she simply couldn't stop thinking about him. Foolish. Thinking so much about someone you just met once. You were simply a statistic to him, just another number. That's it, nothing more. And as much as Christobelle tried telling herself that, she couldn't stop herself from thinking of him.

Heaving a great sigh, Christobelle sat down by the water, staring out to the sea absently as she thought. She had to see him again, she figured, but there was no point in dwelling on it. After all, he probably couldn't even remember her name. Nobody ever could, she was too small and mousey to ever leave much of an impression on anyone.

 

[Regina Erdentine]

Regina strolled down the street, her hair tied up in a tight pony tail, and since it was so hot, she wore an appropriate outfit. She walked along Obsidian, thinking of how she hadn't been out for a while. Finally, she could hold them off long enough for her to know she was actually still here. She could feel her nerves under brain and she only had her memory of what she did before one of them took control. She was eating a peice of toast, and then before you knew it, she was in someone else's bed, nearly naked, and confused. She needed to figure a way out to get rid of them, or she might not be able to come out ever again. The young red head met a street bench, and she sat down and watched all the people fly by her. She pulled out her notebook. There were numerous amounts of words and entries in it, that were all in different hand writing. Regina made them all promise that they'd right about everything they did in their day if they ever were out on extensive periods of time. Like what they ate, what they did, who they spoke to, and if they'd given her virginity away.