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 Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 6:42 pm
"I . . . I'm fine," Ace replied, grinding his teeth. "L-Locke . . . that's a piece of my name!" He smiled weakly, still scraping his skin and ignoring the blood that leaked from his nose.
"Wh-where was I?" he continued.
" 'Tis some vi-visitor . . . entreating entrance at my chamber door -
Some late visitor entreating . . . entrance at my chamber door; -
This it is, and nothing more,'
Presently my soul g-grew . . . stronger; hesitating then . . .no longer,
`Sir,' said I, `or Madam, truly your for-" he groaned loudly, but continued.
"your forgiveness I implore;
But the f-f-fact is I . . . was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
And so faintly . . . you came tapping, tapping . . . at my chamber door . . . OH JABBERWOCKY!"
". . . Locke, get back here . . . " Ace's father said again. "Thunder . . ."
"Marchy! It was cloudy that day! I was supposed to go out that day, but my father told me it was going to storm. I was so upset! I was writing . . . writing poetry, and asked my father a question I had been asked: why a raven is like a writing desk. He told me that it's because Edgar Allan Poe wrote on both. I immediately recognized that very story: The Raven! I was twelve! But . . . why would I be writing poetry?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 6:51 pm
((omg i can't wait for this! ooohhh! the suspense!!!)))
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 6:56 pm
Marcie sighed, did ace really expect to get a good answer from someone he met yesterday? she would do her best non the less "Maybe that was what you enjoyed doing as a kid, Locke" Marcie said cleaning the blood that was running down his nose whit a tissue paper she got from the night table, ace's name felt strange on her lips, what right did she had to pronunciate it?
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 7:03 pm
Ace gave Marcie a weak smile, panting heavily. "It was . . . a rhetorical question . . . Marchy," he said, forcing a chuckle. "And that's sweet of you . . . calling me . . . by my last name . . . Poetry, eh? Heh. I never . . . imagined myself . . . as a poet . . ."
Ace coughed from screaming so much, rubbing his forehead. With his free but injured arm, he stroked Marcie's wrist. "Forgive me . . . for the scene I created. Surely, a nurse is going to rush in here any minute."
He lowered his head, whispering the rest of the story to himself in hopes of remembering the rest of his name and childhood.
That I scarce was sure . . . I heard you' - here I opened wide the door; -
Darkness there . . . and nothing more.
Deep into that . . . darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,
Doubting . . . dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to . . . dream before . . ."
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 7:11 pm
Alex didn't say anything until they reached the rink.She walked inside and turned towards Matt and Tao, "What size skates?" she asked.
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 7:15 pm
Marcie's cheeks flushed a deep shade of red, how was she supposed to know it was a rhetorical question? she had the habit of taking everything too literal but seeing Ace like this hurt her, she didn't care if a nurse came and saw their current position, she just kept hugging ace and burring her burning face on his hair, she knew he was having trouble even to speak so why did he pushed so hard to remember the story? maybe there was a meaning to it? if that was the case she could at least help a little
"But the silence was unbroken, and the darkness gave no token,
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, `Lenore!'
This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, `Lenore!'
Merely this and nothing more." She whispered barely loud enough for ace to hear."You know, Locke suits you better than Ace" she then said turning and even deeper shade of red if that was possible, Marcie wished she had a mirror to be sure about that but at least her face felt hotter.
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 7:37 pm
Jackie decided to go to the infirmary again, she needed her Shot, she hadn't noticed the memories coming back until last night when she dreamt about her father's death, she smirked at that memories, it had been scary at first but it was fine now, she would forget about it in no time, she just needed to go and ask Ace of clubs for it, she didn't even needed to be anesthesia because of her condition and there was no one else she could kill now so they didn't need to make her sleep, it was a rule but Ace was her 'friend' and was used to her 'visits' every six months so it should be fine... it had been 8 months already though.
Ace of clubs said she needed the ZIP doses so often because her cells regenerated faster, it was something good, considering her condition, the first time she had taken the shot though had been the worst day of her life, she really needed to forget it again, forge the pain and the anguish, the treason and the blood, she needed to forget the blood, her father's blood tainting her like an invisible mark she could still see upon herself even now, the kill had been a clean one, she had grabbed the syringe next to her when her sister left it in the table after the injection and filled it with 2 millimeters of air, she then forced it up into her father's heart until she could reach no longer and then injected him the air, if the penetration of the syringe hadn't kill him the air would, she wished there had been real blood there though, maybe that way her imaginary blood would wash away.
Jackie had let just one tear roll down her 9 year old cheek before the ZIP took complete effect and she collapsed thinking his father would sleep forever just like her mommy that morning when father killed her to take Jackie away.
Jackie reached the infirmary and smiled at the door hugging her stuffed rabbit before coming inside "Good morning Ace of clubs" she said in a sing song voice, she was about to forget again but it wall all right, even if she got an injection to the brain it didn't hurt at all.
((and yet more background story))
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 7:40 pm
Both Tao and Matt said, "Ten..." Matt sighed. "I hope you know that i'm only doing this to make you two happy..."
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 7:48 pm
Alex got both of them size ten,her size 8,she handed them their skates.she didn't say anything,she just sat down and pulled her shoes off,putting the skates on.
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 8:08 pm
(OH MAI. I WANNA WATCH DOCTOR WHO...But I'm hooked on Supernatural XD...AND DAMMIT, I DIDN'T GET MY ARTBOOK TODAY crying Maybe tomorrow I'll have some luck 3nodding ...wow...I missed some good convos over here...)
"Uncle...why did father name me--?"
"I don't know--- maybe because you looked so innocent when you were born..."
"But why?"
"---Because innocence is so rare in Wonderland, Shi--"
A scream...
Three jolted up, his throat raspy...
It wasn't that long he was out for...
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 8:13 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 8:19 pm
(I know, eh? XD I need to keep up with the series XD)
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 8:23 pm
((awww... good luck for tomorrow then lyka))
Jackie tilted her head to the side in an innocent way, why where two and three still in the infirmary? bad thing about getting her memories back, she couldn't help being less cynical and with the last of them coming back last night it was even harder. She still needed to focus or she would be found out "Why, good morning, two, three, how was you mission? you must have it finished since you have time to sleep, you should use that time to fill your reports though..." Three was always forgetting the reports.
Ace Of clubs had fallen asleep on her chair, dreaming about her old life and about the reasons she became a club and not an spade
"It's a clubs mission to save life, not to take it, Jack of spades" Jack of Clubs had told her father, they where in an argument about something she could not understand but since then she decided if she was to become a suit she would be a Club and not a Spade like her father.
((how come Jackie always ends up talking with Three? lol))
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 8:24 pm
(yeah,I'm mad at CW right now,they aren't showing any new episodes and the last episode really pissed me off.)
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 8:27 pm
(I dunno XD well...we know she doesn't like Two very much...XD and thanks!)
Three nodded to Jackie, trying to slow his breathing pattern down. The migraine had subsided, but some of it still remains.
"May I fill in the reports later, Miss Jackie? I am feeling but a bit under the weather today...and I know I can't form a fully reliable report if I don't feel good..." Three said, reaching for the empty cup near the bedside table and downing the water in it.
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