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 Posted: Sat Nov 26, 2005 9:16 pm
Chana laughed. "It's easy to say that Genesis is your favorite, since it covers a wider range of time than the other four books combined! Especially when you first get into Numbers and the census. G-d. I know that portion better than most," she offered ruefully. After all, she'd had to write a d'var torah that somehow related her life to "how to include a person in the census." Possibly the driest part of the whole Torah.
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Posted: Sat Nov 26, 2005 9:40 pm
"That is very true, most people ask me how I am able to read through it so many times. I don't have it all memorized though, for some reason people think that preists have the entire Scripture known by heart." He said shaking his head and chuckeling "Well, Chana. I hate to cut our conversation short, but I really need to go catch up on my prayers. I've been neglecting them, life's been quite... different here on the island." He finshed with a nod before heading back to his duplex.
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Posted: Sat Nov 26, 2005 9:45 pm
Chana waved at the priest's back with a silly little smile on her face. That hadn't been so bad at all! He hadn't said anything about specific religions, and that was fine with her.
She wandered along through the village, singing softly.
"Wherever you go, there's always someone Jewish.
You're never alone when you say you're a Jew..."
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2005 4:53 am
A table was a wonderful thing, you could sit at it, eat at it, sit on it, hide under it. The latter was what Colche was doing now. She clung to a bowl full of anything and everything, holding tightly to it like it would eb removed from her fragile grasp. She looekd exhausted, dark patched plagued the underneath of her eyes, those eyes, usually at last alive were lost in their own little world, her lips turned in a constand frown. Her tongue lapped out on to those dry lips making them twinkle with saliver for a moment.
She had tried to sleep, after her talk with Emelyn she had tried to sleep, she had managed to doze fitfully on the beach before returning to her appartment where the nightmare had woken her cold and shivering, sweat pouring off her body and the fur on her neck standing on end. Her eyes fell on the food then and she mumbled an old adage "no work no food" her brow creased and she bolted the bowl full of food in seconds covering herself in mess but not careing. She held tightly to a blanket then, discarding the bowl and hiding in theadrk holding her knees to her bare chest. She wanted to sleep, she was so tired, but the dreams wouldn't go away, what had she done to deserve these night mares?
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2005 5:01 am
Chubbs made his way into the cafeteria with a great yawn and sleepy eyes. He'd been stuck in a bad routine, up late hours taking to people and then up too early to watch the sun come up with Colche. Colche had him waking up just before dawn now on cue, now he couldn't sleep right.
He made his way to the food counter and grabbed two donuts and went and made himself a big cup of cofee. He hadn't seen Colche the last couple of days, he pondered if she had changed again and was hiding or something.
Taking a seat at a table, he chewed on his jam filled donut and took a sip of warm coffee.
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2005 5:08 am
Colche stumbled backwards as somone sat at the table she was hiding under. Her back came in to swift conctact with a chair and she protested "ow" she bites her bottom lip, blood seeping on to her fanggy teeth as she tried to go silent again, hoping whom ever it was hadn't heard her. She was feeling fragile, frightened and lost, the dreams woudn't go away she was starting to think the island was the dream and her dreams were reality. Was she locked again in that basement? Her body pressed against the cold damp wall? Was she alone and waiting for food and work in that dank place where she had spent the better part of her life? She wasn't sure and it frightened her all the more that perhaps she was back in the dark.
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2005 5:15 am
Chubbs was enjoying his sugary treat, when the chair across the table shifted lightly. He blinked, then blinked again as he heard the quiet voice beneath his table. He licked the sugar off his lips and bent sideways and peered under the table. It was Colche, but she was a mess, and was naked, again, under a blanket. He blushed and tried to advert his eyes. Colhe hadn't changed any since the other day.
" Oh umm.. hey ah.. there Colche... er.. I ah didn't see ya"
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2005 5:23 am
Colche's heart nearlly stopped as she heard a male voice saying her name. Her ears drooped and she moved further still, til she came to a wall which the table was pressed against. She cowers against the wall clinging to the blanket in those sharp clawed fingers. Her blue gaze fell on chubbs then and for a moment she imagined he was somone else that she was back in the dark that this was the new client, that she was about to be fed before being put to work "nono" she squeeked panting suddenly her chest raising and falling in swift succession , sweat droplets, ice cold sweat dropletts forming on her head, her eyes glazing as she fell in to some pit of her mind.
Her eyes fixed on chubbs for a long moment and the face of the gentle giant swam in to her view "Chubbs?" she whispered, sounding choked and hopeful, preying that it was chubbs, chubbs who had never hurt her who would never hurt her "Chubbs." she called again her voice still choked as she crawled up to him and touched his leg, her fingers pulling back quickly. But they had touched flesh, it was Chubbs. Her tears didn't hold then and her face was suddenly streaked in damp shrouds as she clung to his legs, her legs folded beneath her as she buried her face in his trousers.
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2005 5:34 am
Chubbs stared wide eyed at Colche as she first saw him, she looked terrified, like he was a monster. He wondered what he had done, then he heard her say his name. Again she said it, and again, Colche finally looked as if she reconised him. He watched her creep closer, then touch his leg. He went wide eyed as she suddenly clung to his leg and cried. He blushed big time, but wondered what the hell happened. Chubbs had no idea what to do, Colche he knew had been traumatised and wasn't quite alright in her mind, he wasn't a doctor, he didn't know what to say. He did what he thought was right, grabbing her blanket, he wrapped it around her scared little body and picked her up, wrapping his big arms around her.
" What happend Colche?"
Chubbs assumed so many things, but all that came clear was that the island was at fault.
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2005 5:41 am
Colche clung to the big man her fingers entwining in his shirt as she held to him weaping softly "frightened, dreams Chubbs, Dreams" she whispers rather incoherently looking up at him her tear stained ckeeks and panda eyes makign her look all the more doleful and bedraggled. She pouts some trying to focus, she felt weak, so weak and tired she just wnated everything to be alright "bad, nasty dreams" she chokes again hiding her face in his chest "make go away chubbs, no like dreams, make go away2 her voice was so strained and frightened she almost sounded like she was going to choke upon every word she muttered. She coughed then a rather loud hacking cough coming from somone so small, it raked ehr body with shivers her skin already icey to the touch cold and clammy, it was as if she were in her dream, her dream wheer she was trapped int he dark in the cold damp darkness waiting for her punishment, her punishment fo rliving "Please, no more, no more" she termbles softly scrunching herself as tightly as possible in to chubb's body, hiding her pretty features from the world.
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2005 5:53 am
Chubbs felt completely useless. The poor girl was in a terrified state. What ever the dreams she was having had obviously effected her deeply, he'd never seen it. He rocked Colche gently, shushing her quietly as he reached over with the napkin dispenser and grabbed a handful. He carefully dried her eyes and face and cleaned at her messy state, trying to bemoral about it.
" Shh it's umm.. okay Colche... umm... dreams don't hurt you.. ah...damn... what to.. umm"
Chubbs picked her up carefully and stood up, leaving his coffee and donuts. He went for the door. It was a safe place for her, he could clean her up better and call someone if he needed to. He hoped that when she was a bit calmer, he could help her how his mom had helped him with bad dreams.
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2005 6:00 am
Colche held tightly to Chubbs her eyes closing for a moment though they were quickly open again, she felt a little safer already and the quiet nagging feeling that Chubbs was a male was gently pushed aside as he dried her tears and cleaned her face. After a long blink she looked at the big man her brow still creased though her eyes were trusting as she was lifted like a little child calmly relaxing in his arms her cheek pressed against his chest. Chubbs would look after her, Chubbs whom had never hurt her, who made her smile. She relaxed a little then, holding tightly to her 'protector'.
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2005 4:40 pm
~New RP~
Ian had been standing outside his duplex for awhile now. He was still having myny problems with his doorknob, he would need to remember to call someone on the intercom to remedy his inability to open the door. "Damn," he cursed after trying - and failing to open his duplex door. Sighing, he slumped against the building hoping someone would come along to help him out.
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2005 4:51 pm
Emerwyn walked slowly away from Julian's duplex, in a daze. She squinted slightly, getting used to the new lighting. As she headed back to her own duplex, she smelled something in the air. It was an alluring smell, and she closed her eyes and sighed as she took it in. It was familiar, but wherever she had smelt it before, it was different now. But for the difference, it was all the more desirable.
She followed it, and was lead to a most interesting sight.
Emerwyn knew at once that it was Ian, despite the fact that he hardly looked at all how he used to. Yet, somehow, this new look was also more... attractive? Was that the word?
She approached happily, with a quicker step, which suddenly slowed. All of a sudden, the events from their last meeting swarmed into her head. Her embarassing display, his akward exit, the terrible, evil, thoughts that consumed her, causing her to lock herself up for two weeks. His face was supposed to symbolize everything Emerwyn had sworn to turn away from. And here she was, almost running to him.
But there was no stopping now. That's what she told herself.
She took the last few steps towards his sitting figure.
"Ian! ... are you alright?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2005 5:00 pm
Ian had been so caught up in his own thoughts that he hadn't noticed Emerwyn approaching. Rising from his slumped position he gave a really weak smile. "Hello Emerwyn." He inhaled and noticed her scent even more than before. It was so sweetand welcome after the hellish day he had. "I.." he hesitated unsure of how to proceed - but he had told Amaya he would talk to Emerwyn, and he would. "I would like to extend my apologies." Emerwyn would notice his voice sounding more refined and formal. "The way I acted towards thou a fortnight ago.....it was wrong." He swallowed and continued. "I should not have left thee alone and I have wronged greatly. I ask for thy forgiveness." He had forgotten in his irritation over his doorknob to remember to speak 'normally.'
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