So long, and thanks for all the fish! (Open)

[Pu-244]

((This sadly is Eva's exiting story from the halls of the SJS, due to rl and other issues i am retiering her earlyer than i wanted but i cant continue to devote as much time as i want into the sg and into my story writing. This thred takes place sometime during lunch so if anyone wants to put there peace in heres your chance before i close the thread and continue it on its intended path, this also is intended to take place after the "Of things to come" story just havent gotten the time to write it yet.))

Under the sorrows of solitude gaining an understanding of ones self seemed easy, perhaps it took a reminder of what was done in the past to rely where the future need be taken. Pluto grasped a note she was handed by a scientist she knew and regularly purchased enhancement items from. He was a curious man almost mad some would say but his items where the best. The note interestingly enough was in her hand writing and was signed by her and glowed in a particular way that maybe she did write it herself but how? Though without insight on what to do at the time she would fallow its instructions to the letter, “Go to the homeland” it said “The answers you seek lie buried” signed “Eva von Waldschmidt”

“Eva…” she mumbled to herself as if to wonder….was it her true name?

Her delicate fingers traced as she read over the small crinkled parchment, the few words recorded by her eyes passed though her neural processors again and again.

The teacher delegated a debate in the front of the class but it was tuned out and shut off, this was a reoccurring incident that she tended to do since she applied for early graduation. The thought of knowing where here past lay was worth the wait worth the time spent lingering. She had high hopes and ambitions that this would be it the answer she was seeking from day one. “Who am I? Where am I from? Why am I here?” three questions lingered in her head. But with the parchment in her hand she could taste the answers they where so close she was about to crawl out of her skin.

Here eyes glanced up at the clock as if clockwork the bell rang and another class let out for the day. Stuffing the note into her coat pocket she gathered her books and floated indiscreetly out of the class hoping to avoid the nun’s attention. It was only a matter of a week or so before approval was granted and she could not wait.

With a slam, a click, and spin her items for the day where secured in her locker. Her mind wondered back to the note again and then to the events leading up to her exit from the school, the meetings with her friends divulging her future plans for herself. It was nice of Kris being as busy as she was to offer her a place to stay once all was said and done. The friends she made here would make an everlasting impression the emotions she had felt all worth the pain and happiness. Her body dissipated and in a puff of green she reconstructed on the other side of the cafeteria door passing though it with little to no effort. The room bustled with activity all the plaid skirts and tan pants mixed with equally conforming black jackets everyone was a dazzling shade of green each to there own pattern everyone she had ever seen easily recognized though the mess of students. The line was long today even though she hurried she still had to wait for the wretched food that keeps her body alive.

A agitated sigh escaped her lips as she found a spot and waited in the line “…Shit”