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 Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2009 7:41 pm
Kim took the bill and tucked it into the back pocket, she could feel something was wrong, mother's intuition I guess, so she grabbed Val and led her towards the door.
"Bed time hun, Get back to the dorms in at most an hour, if not I'll send out a search party. Pass it on to Dem."
Kimi Ran a hand though her hair and strutted out to her car. She found Gab asleep in the back seat, and buckled him in without waking him. The young woman was the closest thing to a mom that kid had, and she cared deeply for him. It was clear he was upset, his mouth was set into a deep frown as he breathed softly. She pulled out of the lot and onto the road, headed the couple blocks back to the Dorms. When she got there, she woke Gab gently and helped him up to Her own room, he should spend the night... he didn't look so hot. When they walked in the door Kim saw that Trace was already there, he was using her phone and so Kim kept quiet, she led the sleepy Gab into Tess's room and set him up on a pull out cot he often slept on. When the boy was down for the count she walked back into the main room of the dorm and looked at Trace.
"What happened? How much did Tess drink?... What did you do to Gab?"
She was tired, and her stamina was running low, she flopped back onto the couch and closed her eyes as she leaned her head back. Without even looking she took out a cigarette and put it to her lips, a lighter as well appeared and she lit it, breathing in the harsh smoke. She took a breath, then coughed a horrible deep cough of a person who was deathly ill. But once she was though she closed her eyes again and sighed. The cigg went back to her lips as if nothing had happened.
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2009 3:53 am
"Tess!" I called, but she was gone. A bump sounded from behind, and I looked to see Val's silhouette sitting on the pavement in back of me. "What's the matter with you?"
I turned around to make sure he wasn't there. "Nothing, I uh..." I got up and pulled up my skirt. "I've gotta go,"
"Don't you wanna stick around to watch us play?" My head ached from trying to adjust my eyes to the darkness.
"Uh...not, not tonight I guess. I'd rather not see..." him.
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2009 3:54 am
[sorry it's so short, but i'm about to leave for school and don't really have time right now]
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2009 4:48 am
No answer. Trace put the phone back on the charger and turned to Kim. "I didn't do anything to Gab. We briefly talked and I explained to him why I was gone, that's all. Tess, on the other hand..." He made his way into the kitchen and rummaged through the fridge till he found left over pizza from the previous day. "She hasn't drank since earlier, but that isn't the problem right now." Trace glanced over at her and tossed the slice into the microwave. "Frankly, I don't care what the doctors said, she needs to get back on her meds. I tried to call Dem before to see what was up but he didn't answer. All I know is she was walking to your car, found me first and just collapsed crying."
[It's fine =] thanks for posting thoughs!
And Dragonhealer, I know your involved in a lot of role plays, but make sure you've clearly read the other posts cause Val was already outside before you dragged her out. biggrin thank you~]
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2009 11:42 am
[hey shell in that post you accidentaly switched back to first person]
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2009 1:39 pm
eyesofanangel667 [hey shell in that post you accidentaly switched back to first person]
[D=< you can only correct me if you post first]
[ty <3you]
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2009 1:43 pm
WithPain eyesofanangel667 [hey shell in that post you accidentaly switched back to first person]
[D=< you can only correct me if you post first]
[ty <3you]
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2009 2:02 pm
"We should probably go back to the dorm I guess," I sighed and hung my head a little.
"What about the show?"
"What about it? We're the only ones here."
I looked back at the bar. As much as it pained me to think he'd be in there..."The show must go on, right?" I jogged over to my car and popped open the trunk, then pulled out a pale blue guitar case.
"You play?" I asked as she walked over, guitar in hand.
"Why else would I have a guitar?" I smiled, deciding that this would be a good thing, a chance for me to get up there and show him I'm an even better person now, and I don't need...
"I can't go."
"What do you mean?" I sat down next to him and carefully placed my acoustic Fender on the ground beside me.
"I should go back to the apartment. See Tess, ya know? I think she needs me." I looked down at her guitar, then back up into her eyes. "But if you want to, be my guest."
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2009 3:52 pm
Kimi gave a slight nod and breathing in the smoke from the cigg in the left hand. It wasn't good news but at least it could be dealt with. The young woman breathed out slowly then spoke.
"I'll make her an appointment. She needs an update with her doc any way."
Kimi wasn't really listening. Her body was in auto pilot, and she was just dealing with s**t as it hit the fan. She took another puff then tapped her cancer stick on an ashtray that sat on the coffee table.
"Are you doing alright Trace?"
She opened one eye and glanced at him. Watching him rummage though the fridge.
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 7:55 am
The microwave beeped twice, alerting me that the slice was edible. Trace grabbed two cokes out of the mini fridge, and a paper plate from the cabinet for his pizza before sitting down on the oppostie side of the couch. He popped his can open, chugging almost half it. "I'm fine, starving, but fine. Sorry for invading the fridge." He took a few bites of the pepperoni and pepper covered pizza, before glancing back at Kim. "Are you okay? You look drained."
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 4:57 pm
Kimi smirked and gave a slight chuckle. she shrugged and opened her eyes, turning her head slightly to look at Trace. She watched him for a few seconds then crushed the butt if her cigg in the ashtray.
"I'm fine. Got a cough, but fine. It will clear up on it's own. And don't sweat the fridge, it's here for you guys anyway. It's not like you'd eat my food. not even Gab will touch that stuff."
She tried to make light of her problems, they where not nearly as big or important as anyone else in that room. She coughed into her elbow, a harsh hacking sound that made her eyes red and her face flushed. It was the smoking probably, she's been on more than two packs a day for years and it was horrible for her. But she didn't have the will or time to quit, plus she didn't want to right then.
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 10:40 am
Trace chuckled lightly at Kim's comment about the food she ate. It's true though. He chugged down the rest of his Coke and tossed the can into the small recycling bin he had helped Tess paint a few months ago. He glanced at the untouched can he had gotten for Kimi, wondering if she had planned on drinking it. If this was a few months ago he would've probably just grabbed at it and if she complained he'd hope there was more in the fridge, so he walked to the fridge, grabbed another can and plopped back down on the couch. Trace reached over and tucked a few strands of hair back behind her ear, smiling as he did so. Pssht, foam streamed out from the top of the can and poured over the sides of the can. "Whoops," cupping his hand under it till he could find where the napkins where.
[Sorry it took so long for me to post back =/]
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 11:34 am
Kimi didn't say anything but got up the moment she heard the can overflowing. With strong confident steps she walked over to the counter and ripped off a hand full of paper towel. She also grabbed a damp sponge then returned to the couch to clean up Trace's mess. She didn't make eye contact with him just wiped off the table and dried it as well as the sides and bottom of the can. His hands where next and once everything was done she tossed out the napkins and wrung out the sponge in the sink. She washed her hands and glanced at her reflection in the mirror back splash behind the sink. She looked tired, and a bit gray, Maybe she was catching a cold... Probably not, but if she was that would suck. Being sick would make taking care of the guys that much harder. She sighed and walked back to the couch sitting down gracefully.
" Did you get enough to eat? I could run out and grab something. I need to get breakfast before I turn in anyway."
Kim was always thinking ahead, it wasn't uncommon for her to go out at any hour for something that one of them needed, she knew that it was late, the the little grocery was open twenty four seven, and it was only two blocks away. She could get there and back before anyone even noticed she was gone.
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 1:49 pm
"Sorry," Trace mumbled as she cleaned up Kimi mess. Although her eyes were looking elsewhere he kept his gaze on her. "I'm fine. Want me to go with you? Not the greatest idea to be walking around the city at this time of the night alone" He shrugged, pulling his jacket on in hopes Kim would let him join her. He needed to reconnect with her on an emotional level, and if not that, then some kind of level. He didn't know how or where to begin but if she was asking him if he wanted something from a store than she still cared. Or at least enough to not want him to starve.
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 2:39 pm
I watched him drive away in my shiny blue punch-buggy, sighing as he swerved, and praying that I wasn't making a huge mistake as I pulled a pic from the pouch of my guitar case. "'Ey!" a man shouted from behind. "Hello?" I called meekly into the darkness. "Fifteen minutes I'm expecting somebody get up on that stage an' show me what they got, toots. I didn't lug an old P.A. system across town for nothin'," I lifted the soft case from the ground and made my way through the parking lot.
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