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 Posted: Fri Dec 01, 2006 7:43 pm
That might not be wise, she murmured, burying her face against her arms. I don't think I should stay with you or near you...
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Posted: Fri Dec 01, 2006 8:00 pm
Please? Tristian whimpered, scooting himself closer to Greta. You learn the most about a person when you live with them, he tried to say, hoping it would sway her.
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Posted: Fri Dec 01, 2006 8:07 pm
The woman sighed, shrugging again. I don't know, came her muffled voice. And while I agree, it just might be too painful.
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Posted: Fri Dec 01, 2006 9:37 pm
But it might be well worth it, Tristian tried to counter her pessemism with a little hopefull thought. What if we move in together, and it help sme realize that it is indeed you I want to be with? To be a family with...To grow that family with.
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Posted: Sat Dec 02, 2006 4:36 pm
Greta looked up and to the blonde. You can't possibly want to ******** me ever again, she said, monotone. The silver-haired woman raised an eyebrow to him. So you shouldn't say things like grow a family with or anything.
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Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2006 12:28 am
Tristian frowned and shook his head, sighing softly. You don't know that, he started, blushing deeply before placing his forhead to his knees so she couldn't see just how deep a red his cheeks became. I would gladly be with you again. Several times again.
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Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2006 12:05 pm
Greta rolled her eyes. I don't know if I'm just stupid or something, but you're spoken for. Therefore, you shouldn't want to ******** me ever again. And if you do, then you're somewhat unfaithful, and if he still wants you, then... The woman sighed and shook her head. Nevermind.
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Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2006 7:05 pm
With a sigh and a shake of his head, Tristian pulled himself to his feet. He doesn't still want me, and maybe I am somewhat unfaithful...Maybe I'm just confused, or maybe I'm too young to know what I really want...Maybe you're right, and this is a lost cause, but sometimes things happen that you can't take back and you have to try to work through them. He shook his head again and wrapped his arms around himself, not wanting to walk away but unable to really keep his emotions uniform anymore.
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Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2006 7:16 pm
Greta shrugged. Well, it surely seems like he still wants you. I'm not stupid, Tristian. I know what kind of person you are... She looked to the water and sighed lightly. There's no reason for you to be here, so you can go and put all your energy into being with Lucius. It's what you want anyhow.
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Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2006 7:46 pm
...What kind of person I am? Tristian clenched his teeth to keep himself from shouting and shook his head. You have no idea what I want, or what kind of person I am, and you obviously don't care to learn. He clenched his teeth tighter and sent a glare to the girl before turning to make his way back home, silently asking why he thought coming here would be a good idea in the first place.
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Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2006 8:06 pm
And apparently you didn't understand what I was saying, she shouted to him. It had nothing to do with your personality. Greta shook her head at the way he was acting before disappearing.
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Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2006 8:13 pm
Tristian moved to look back to Greta, clenching his fists when he saw she'd disappeared. He shook his head and let the tears stream down his cheeks as he made his way home, more than ready to give up on the Underground period.
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Posted: Sat Feb 17, 2007 9:49 pm
Megan sat on the sand, not caring that her dress was getting sandy, despite the blanket she'd put down. She was knitting carefully, looking out at the water as her fingers moved in a mechanicaly sort of way. She was making yet another scarf, this one a dark blue color. The yarn came from the bag sitting beside her. She looked down to start a new row, then looked back towards the water, fingers continuing their mechnical movements once more.
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Posted: Sat Feb 17, 2007 9:56 pm
Faye moved down the coast of the lake, a faint smile on her lips as she took in the way the waves gently moved with the wind. Her red eyes blinked as the scent of something different hit her and she turned to try to see just where it was coming from. A ways away was a girl sitting on the sand doing something with her hands. The pale girl twirled her parasol and all by drifted across the beach to reach this new person, curious as to what she was doing with her hands.
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Posted: Sat Feb 17, 2007 10:03 pm
Megan looked down as she missed up, cursed almost-silently, then undid the row to fix it, restarting the row. She blinked as she Faye out of the corner of her eyes a looked up, blinking a few time as her eyes adjusted to the lack of sunlight reflecting on the lake. "..Hello." She said after a moment.
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