03 May 2012 @ 03:34 pm
[A - Mayfield High School]

[Hiling  doesn't have a date for the prom yet.  The more she hears about it, the more she's interested and she intends to do something about it.  She doesn't really care who she goes with.  She just wants to have fun.  And why stop at one date when she could have several?  She points and calls out to someone walking by who catches her interest.]

Hey you!  Yes, you.  You're going to the prom with me now.

[B - 748 Partridge, outside]

[After opening her packages, Hiling grins as she looks upon the new additions to her mobile suit.  It's been a while since she's gotten anything, but it's worth it for the beam saber and giant laser.  She's definitely going to have fun with these.  First, she has to make sure everything works, so she makes her way up to the cockpit.]
17 April 2012 @ 11:47 pm
cut just to be safe... )
26 March 2012 @ 03:35 pm

[Those cookies sure were good, maybe a little too good. Now Hiling has a tummy ache. Determined not to suffer in silence, she picks up the phone. Surely somebody would be sympathetic. She groans loudly, making sure everyone knows how she feels.]

I guess this is it. It's too late for me. I just wanted to say good bye because I know you'll all miss me. If you'd like to leave a gift or make a donation in my name, I live at 748 Partridge. Well, it was nice knowing you all...

[748 Partridge Drive]

[Hiling languishes on the couch, having decided to stay home from school today. Boxes of cookies litter the floor around her. The blanket is pulled up to her neck and her whines can be heard throughout the house. Somebody pay attention to her.]
17 February 2012 @ 12:47 pm
Love is Blooming - Feb 14  
[After school, Hiling was walking home with a smile on her face. She didn't care or even know much about the holiday, but she was in a good mood. It might have something to do with the pink carnation pinned to her blouse. She feels very much at home with anyone she meets. Whether she likes them or not, however, is another thing.]
26 January 2012 @ 01:04 am
[CLOSED to 748 Partridge Drive]

[Hiling wakes up at the usual time and heads downstairs for breakfast in her nightgown. She notices a pain in her abdomen, but shrugs it off as hunger or perhaps a cramp from sleeping in an odd position. Opening the refrigerator, she peers at its contents for longer than usual. The pain is starting to become distracting and she holds her stomach as she reaches her other hand out to the counter. When she looks at her hand, to her surprise, there's blood. Her front is spotted red. She gasps and backs up into whoever else might be in the kitchen at the time.]

What's going on?!