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 Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 7:31 pm
Sierra fell back into her happy thoughts as well. She remembered making her own soap with her sisters. They'd put in rose, lilac, and lavender to make it smell sweeter than the boring old cow like smell. She remembered her mothers famous apple cider and apple pies. She even remembered the one treat she got every two years.
"Chocolate. Oh how I miss the sweet joyous taste of chocolate!" Sierra stated dramatically.
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 7:32 pm
Renesmee,  Renesmee Carlie Cullen
Renesmee was still leaning with her back against the window. Then she slowly started to walk across the room, going past where her grandpa was. She sat on the couch that was right behind its back, making no noise when she landed on the cushion. Her breathing was light and calming, and it seemed to come out at the same time her heartbeat echoed through the room.Dr. Carlisle Cullen
Carlisle nodded. "Okay then," He muttered quietly to himself. He watched as his granddaughter walked across the room, basicly floating, and passed him. She sat down behind him on the couch. He chuckled lightly as the two females started to say her thoughts out loud. He was starting to become more comfortable being around this coven. At least they haven't killed anyone here. Yet...the vampire with a beating heart
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 7:39 pm
Felicity De Rochere Her eyes flew to Carlisle as she heard him laugh to himself. Oh sir, there must be something that you miss. Please, indulge us with a memory or tow of yours. she said to him in her cheery, sticky sweet voice. He looked so left out. SHe really should get around to telling him or at least hinting to him that she is the little Fe that he knew as a youth....though she had been Felicity Mavil back then. Once they had thought her dead she had had to change her name. De Rochere made her sound like a rich french aristocrat that was fitting of her looks. She had reinvented herself once she had been in full control of herself. It hadn't taken too long really, she had always had good self control, that'swh she had never eaten all the candy though she probaly would have gotten away with it.
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 7:47 pm
"Definitley. You've all got to miss something. Like candy! Or something?" Sierra said addressing everyone else.
She looked at everyone's face.
"C'mon? NOthing?" she asked.
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 7:50 pm
Felicity De RochereI miss feeling boiling hot in summer. So hot that I just had to go for a swim in the pond or the ocean....as wierd as that sound. she said trying to get anyone to admit one or two of their random misses. Se used to hate being hot but now she missed it. She hated being almost constantly cold.
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 7:51 pm
Jeremy sat quietly as he watched his love slowly rise and descend with his breathing. He decided to close his eyes and enjoy the outside.
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 7:52 pm
"I miss feeling cold in the winter. I miss that because after playing in the snow with my sisters we'd go back inside for hot cider." Sierra said while rubbing her arms as if she were in the snow once more.
She poked Jeremy's forehead.
"You've got to miss something too!" she said stubbornly.
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 7:53 pm
Esme didn't like her past the only thing she rembered was falling off the cliff knowing she would never be able to have kids she walked over to Carlisle and laid her head on his shoulder wanting her husband she kissed him deeply knowing he could tell she was rembering her past and Edwards suicidal rampage with the vluturi.
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 7:56 pm
"Esme, please! There must be something you remember that was happy in your human life! You can't keep thinking about that nightmare, you've got to look to the future and learn from the past. Not cling to it." Sierra said comfortingly to Esme.
She looked back down at Jeremy.
"You have three more points." she said quietly to him.
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 7:57 pm
Felicity De RochereShe took a deep breath, this wasn't working. At this rate, Carlisle would never find out that they were cousins. She decided to take a leap of faith and said muttered. I bet Carlise misses the port that my dad used to give him. It was never fair, I never got to have any....ever! My brothers told me that it was very good, but I couldn't have any because it wasn't a lady's drink. Instead I always and to look content with drink weak wine or maybe sneaking a sip of champagne. She winked at Sierra. She knew what she was doing, or at least she thought that she did.
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 7:59 pm
Sierra rolled her eyes in small content. AT least Felicity wasn't beading around the bush anymore, Sierra knew that if it was her, the first thing she would have said was "Whassup Cuz?!". But then again, she wasn't Felicity.
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 7:59 pm
"Yay for points." he said throwing his arms above him. "There are very few things I miss. I miss dreaming, steak but the gifts I have recieved in return far out way my wish to return to that life."
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 8:01 pm
"Damn you...That little line just gave you five more points..." Sierra muttered angrily.
"But you know very well that I can help you dream. So that leaves...steak..? Wow. You are such a guy." Sierra said with a glint of mischeif in her eyes.
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 8:02 pm
Esme looked up at Felicity "What did you say?" she asked curiously and weetly she thought she had misunderstood or heard wrong
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 8:04 pm
Felicity De RochereShe watched her coven mates flirt a bit as she waited for a reaction.
edit:
Felicity's sweet innocent smile fell on her lips. I said that I bet Carlisle misses my father's port....just a bit at least. she said a bit more loudly.
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