<a class="postlink" href="http://i1250.photobucket.com/albums/hh528/RixoSakara/Emily.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Emily Forest<br/>Age: 17<br/><br/>Living on her own wasn't as difficult as Emily had originally thought, despite her many fears. Walking along the sidewalk and to the nearby park, she had been thinking about how far she had come thus far in her new life. Emily had just finished High School last month and had been long wondering what she would do next with her life. Both her parents were multimillionaires who had given her everything she ever wanted, and was recently given a new house to live in along with enough money to live off interest for the rest of her life. She wouldn't have to go to school anymore, she'd never have to get a job, she'd never have to worry about anything ever again. Emily wanted to go for a walk today to give herself some fresh air, since she had just painted the walls of her new home.<br/><br/>As she walked though the front gate of the park, she took a look around. It wasn't too populated at the moment, being the middle of the day when everyone was at work or out getting lunch. All the trees and open space here made it almost seem out of place in the town she lived in, but it's lush green grass and tall trees made it a sanctuary for people wanting to take a break from the dull grey of the city. Emily walked along a dark blue pathway which cut between neon green grasslands under tall trees. She found a white bench that faced toward one of the fields, sat in it, and relaxed. Her long blonde hair softly blew with the wind and her bright blue eyes matched the color of the sky, her pale skin like vanilla.<br/><br/>After a few minutes of staring into the skies, she looked across the field in front of her to see a man sitting on another bench nearby. He had long silver-blue hair and matching eyes, and the outfit he wore looked very strange. She wondered for a second if it was some sort of new style or trend or something that all the "cool" people wore, but decided against it.<span style="font-style: italic">Who would wear something like that?</span>, she wondered to herself. It wasn't like her to be nosy on other people's business, but he also seemed to be eating a particularly large apple. She got up from her spot and walked over to the man. As she got closer, she noticed the man's depressed look. He didn't<span style="font-style: italic">look</span>homeless, so Emily continued onward.<span style="font-style: italic">God, that apple is HUGE!</span>, she thought to herself as she got near the man. She didn't know what to say when she got to him, so she decided to blurt out the first thing that came to mind. "Hey... You alright?"