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 Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2014 10:43 am
 Forsythia bit her lip when she saw a man walk in seeming to be brooding about something. She didn't like it when people were sad so she got up and went to get another cup of tea. She looked back and got another mug filled it with coffee as a wild guess. She walked to the male brooding and sat across from him setting the coffee in front of him. She spoke shyly, "Um hello mister? Are you okay you seem a little sad. Are you hurt or something.moh! Maybe you're hungry!" the female seemed to ramble due to her nervousness.
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2014 10:59 am
Back when you first came into my life,
we recalled a place that I knew as a child,
a special place, one that I held close to my heart,
won't you leave me in a dance down this winding road,
where light and shadow entwine to take hold of the thoughts so far,
one left far behind.
 ♬ ♪ Edgar Johnson ♩ ♭
"I sing to life and its tragic beauty, to pain and to strife, and to all that dances through me..."
Edgar looked at the newcomer, then at the mug, and couldn't help but laugh. It was the first laugh in a while, and it broke his mood.
"Miss, you sure know how to ruin a perfectly good bad mood. Thanks for that."
He picked up the mug and took a small sip, letting the warmth to him.
"Thank you. Been a while since a had a real cup of coffee. My name is Edgar."
Bit by bit I´m falling under your charm,
you'll keep me and all the world far from harm,
bring hope to everyone, take in your hands eternity,
even when it seems that I don't need you,
just know that I am in love can't wait to,
leave this endless darkness,
won't you come along with me, hold my hand
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Lord Redtail Rathan Captain
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2014 11:07 am
Forsythia gave the man who was now known as Edgar a smile while he was laughing which seemed to break his irritable mood. She lifted up her,mug and sipped her green tea with a happy sigh. Her tattoos showed since she was wearing only a sundress and not her usual robes. She held her right hand out which was adorned with a peach rose, "My name is Forsythia. It is a pleasure to meet you Edgar. You seemed to be in a bad mood and coffee seems to cheer up everyone."
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2014 11:16 am
Back when you first came into my life,
we recalled a place that I knew as a child,
a special place, one that I held close to my heart,
won't you lead me in a dance down this winding road,
where light and shadow entwine to take hold of the thoughts so far,
one left far behind.
♬ ♪ Edgar Johnson ♩ ♭
"I sing to life and its tragic beauty, to pain and to strife, and to all that dances through me..."
Edgar just started before laughing again.
"I like you, Forsythia. You make me laugh."
His foul mood was officially gone, from both the coffee and the woman.
Bit by bit I´m falling under your charm,
you'll keep me and all the world far from harm,
bring hope to everyone, take in your hands eternity,
even when it seems that I don't need you,
just know that I am in love can't wait to,
leave this endless darkness,
won't you come along with me, hold my hand
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Lord Redtail Rathan Captain
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2014 11:25 am
Forsythia seemed confused when the male was telling her that she was apparently funny. She bit her lower lip as her face turned a bright scarlet all due to confusion. "ummm how am I funny? I haven't said anything funny though Edgar. So could you please stop laughing at me?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2014 11:41 am
Back when you first came into my life,
we recalled a place that I knew as a child,
a special place, one that I held close to my heart,
won't you lead me in a dance down this winding road,
where light and shadow entwine to take hold of the thoughts so far,
one left far behind.
♬ ♪ Edgar Johnson ♩ ♭
"I sing to life and its tragic beauty, to pain and to strife, and to all that dances through me..."
He sorely stopped laughing, though he still had a smile on his face.
"I'm not laughing at you, Forsythia. I'm laughing at the situation. I'm not laughing at you. Promise."
Bit by bit I´m falling under your charm,
you'll keep me and all the world far from harm,
bring hope to everyone, take in your hands eternity,
even when it seems that I don't need you,
just know that I am in love can't wait to,
leave this endless darkness,
won't you come along with me, hold my hand
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Lord Redtail Rathan Captain
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Lord Redtail Rathan Captain
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Posted: Sat Mar 08, 2014 4:27 am
A Marine stepped into the Galley, helmet down. it was the french woman from the surface. "I need the next refugee, please. The Doctor will see you now." She wasn't carrying a rifle, though she was still in her armor. it was more convenience than anything.
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Posted: Sat Mar 08, 2014 5:56 am
Forsythia looked up when the marine called for a next refugee. She looked at Edgar and smiled, "I guess you get to meet grand mum or der.sadnes. She's a nice lady. I could take ya there butter I tend to somehow get lost on this ship a lot. I mean I found myself in the engine room earlier." she stated while blushing. Her hand ran through her hair nervously
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Lord Redtail Rathan Captain
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Posted: Sat Mar 08, 2014 6:08 am
Back when you first came into my life,
we recalled a place that I knew as a child,
a special place, one that I held close to my heart,
won't you lead me in a dance down this winding road,
where light and shadow entwine to take hold of the thoughts so far,
one left far behind.
♬ ♪ Edgar Johnson ♩ ♭
"I sing to life and its tragic beauty, to pain and to strife, and to all that dances through me..."
Edgar just stared at her.
"I have no idea where either of those two are, but I don't imagine they're near each other."
He took another sip of the coffee.
"I think I can wait. Besides, the Marine is nice looking, but you're better company."
Bit by bit I´m falling under your charm,
you'll keep me and all the world far from harm,
bring hope to everyone, take in your hands eternity,
even when it seems that I don't need you,
just know that I am in love can't wait to,
leave this endless darkness,
won't you come along with me, hold my hand
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Posted: Sat Mar 08, 2014 6:17 am
Forsythia chuckled nervously, "No they're not, though I think the marines made a game out of my terrible finding my way around here gift. Some of them start laughing when they find me where I shouldn't be like the cargo bay. she bit her lip once realizing she was rambling on and on. She looked at her empty tea cup. She looked at the wilted tea leaves on the bottom and she lightly waved her hand over it and the tea leaves seemed to burst to life in the cup. She looked at Edgar, "I'm going to get more tea do you want some more coffee?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 08, 2014 6:35 am
 ~~~Gavin Napier~~~
"I wouldn't come by only to take your food anyways. I can't say that won't be happening while I'm here though. Thank you for the offer though."
He said, smiling to Serena as the bit of a joke. He saw her looking over those working under her, how she seemed to think of them as her family. It was a nice dynamic, the sort of thing he'd seen forming somewhat between people back in the camp, the sort of thing you'd expect, living and working together day in and day out. But then, the sad look that came over her also looked familiar, everyone in the camp had worn it. They'd all lost family in the apocalypse, they'd all had that issue too. He may have been an only child himself so he didn't understand losing siblings, but his entire family was dead anyway. So, his eyes showed a certain piece of understanding although his face didn't change at it.
"Thank you Serena."
Then he shifted out of line, because she was apparently busy, slipping away to find a table, where he sat down not to far away from the line and such, to start eating, or rather trying not to stuff it down as fast as he could swallow, and succeed... somewhat. He was ravenous though, presented with actual real food instead of canned stuff, but way before he wanted too, he found himself setting down the cutlery, with a lot less in his stomach then he wanted there. But then, constant states of fending off starvation shrunk the stomach. Then the elevator opened up and a familiar Marine face stepped out, the french woman from the surface there calling for the next refugee. He stood up, putting the unfinished tray wherever they were supposed to put it when they were done with an apologetic smile to Serena and any of the kitchen staff nearby.
"Sorry, I guess I wasn't able to eat as much as I thought, and the doctor is calling."
So he set it down before turning and going over to the Marine.
"Well, we meet again, hello."
He didn't see a need to comment on her still wearing that armor, it wasn't like he had stopped wearing his after he'd returned to camp. But, unfortunately, he couldn't really stop to chat about anything else, since everyone else was getting food with Amarissa just coming out of line and Edgar not making any movement to go. So he went in to the elevator to head to the sickbay.
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Posted: Sat Mar 08, 2014 2:47 pm
The tricky thing
Is yesterday we were just children
Playing soldiers
Just pretending .: ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔞𝔩𝔦𝔢 𝔎𝔪𝔟𝔢𝔯 𝔗𝔥𝔬𝔯𝔫 :.
Dance is the hidden language of the soul.
Rosalie nodded at the woman with blue hair, smiling as Gavin came up behind her and commented on how good the food smelled as well. When she said something about her eyes being the same as her lady's, she blinked, immediately curious. Someone had two toned eyes like her? She knew it happened, obviously, but she'd never met someone else who had the same type of eyes. She had to wait to speak however, since Gavin had struck up a conversation with the woman - who's name she gathered to be Serena - while her sleep-deprived shock filled brain had been thinking. When she finally had a moment to interject, she said "Your lady? And I've never met anyone else with multicolored eyes, it's so uncommon." Her voice was gentle, but curious, and she waited patiently for the woman's response despite her eagerness to eat.
While she was waiting, she noticed Edgar talking to the small girl out of the corner of her eye, causing her to bite her lip slightly. He hadn't said a word to her since the whole kiss business and she was pretty sure that he actually hated her. The worst part was that she did care about him and felt absolutely 100% horrible for hurting him. She just knew that he would probably never accept an apology, especially with the way he was acting. She tried to push the look of guilt from her face as she refocused her attention on Serena, still wondering about whoever her lady was with the two-toned eyes.
Dreaming dreams with happy endings
In backyards, winning battles with our wooden swords
But now we've stepped into a cruel world
Where everybody stands and keeps score
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Posted: Sat Mar 08, 2014 5:28 pm
 :｡✿*ﾟ‘ﾟ･✿.｡.:§єʀєɳą Ғąɣɳє:｡✿*ﾟ‘ﾟ･✿.｡.:
Serena turned her attention back to the first girl. "I'm sorry dear, did you tell me your name? And yes, you're right it is quite rare." She pointed at her own eyes, to indicate she knew what she was talking about. "You're only the second person, I've ever known to have them. Oh sorry, what was the question again? Oh yes, My Lady, you'll meet her soon enough. She's the Captain of the Unity. So lovely she is. Don't get to see her much down this way, she's always to busy up on the bridge. But I think you'll have a one on one with her. I did when I first joined the crew. So, don't be nervous and go get your strength up." She indicated to the food with her ladle and smiled encouragingly at the pretty girl.
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Posted: Sat Mar 08, 2014 7:04 pm
Lucius stepped out of the elevator and immediately felt out of place. It wasn't until he left the elevator that he realized that his wounds were all visible. His burned an scarred arm along with his gouged eye must be quite the site. While the doctor had stopped the bleeding and he had regained his blood, his body still bore the scars and there was nothing to cover them with since he had torn his shirt back in the brig. Sighing he knew it was of no use now to turn back and hide in the elevator, besides why should he? He gained these scars doing good so why should he be embarrassed by what others thought of his injuries? No one here save for Luna, Jessica, and the good doctor had earned his respect and as such their opinions shouldn't matter. Lucius gained his composure and walked towards the serving line to gather up what food he could get.
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Posted: Sat Mar 08, 2014 8:41 pm
The tricky thing
Is yesterday we were just children
Playing soldiers
Just pretending.: ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔞𝔩𝔦𝔢 𝔎𝔪𝔟𝔢𝔯 𝔗𝔥𝔬𝔯𝔫 :.
Dance is the hidden language of the soul.
Rose blinked when the woman turned her attention back to her, asking her name. "Oh, no, I didn't. It's Rosalie, but I just go by Rose. You're Serena, right?" she said, overhearing her name from her conversation with Gavin. She watched as Serena pointed at her own eyes as if to show how rare Rose's own eyes were. The corner of her lips turned up into a smile at this gesture. The woman seemed to be very colorful - not only with her unusual hair color, but also her personality. She listened intently as Serena talked about her lady, who seemed to be the captain, and how she would meet her eventually. Her stomach growled loudly and she ignored it, curious about the captain now. "Ah, well I look forward to meeting her. And thank you Serena." she said with a soft smile, turning on her heels gingerly - her feet bothering her more so now that she'd been standing on them for quite some time today.
She made her way back over to the table where she had been sitting before with Ryan and the smaller girl, although only Ryan was left. The girl was over talking to Edgar. She let out a small sigh as she lowered herself down to the table again, setting the food down and simply staring at it for a moment. She couldn't believe that she got to eat food like this again, she never thought it would happen. She sat there and took it all in for a moment before her stomach growled loudly again, reminding her of just how hungry she was. She picked up her utensils and dug in, not caring at all about whether she looked ladylike or not. She just wanted the food in her mouth and then in her stomach as soon as possible. So she shoved food in her mouth, occasionally pausing to savor how absolutely amazing it tasted.
Dreaming dreams with happy endings
In backyards, winning battles with our wooden swords
But now we've stepped into a cruel world
Where everybody stands and keeps score
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