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 Posted: Wed Apr 08, 2009 10:01 pm
Dion was surprised to get an answer but he didn't say anything of it. It was better then arguing so he kept his mouth shut. "Think?" Dion repeated. What was up with all these people and thinking? This kid kind of reminded him of Duncan, what with his wings and him just coming out to think. "Think about what?" Dion asked, curious now. He still couldn't figure out how people just sat around and thought. He was kind of jealous of them to be honest.
When Dane pulled up his shirt to show the welt Dion had left behind, Dion really felt sorry. "Oh." He said as he saw it. He did that? He hadn't lashed out that hard, had he? "Sorry." Dion said, meaning it this time.
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Posted: Wed Apr 08, 2009 10:10 pm
"It's alright," Dane said accepting the apology now that the boy meant it. He lowered his shirt again and sat down against the trunk of the tree.
"I think about a lot of things..." He said not really sure if he wanted to share his story with the other boy. He hasn't told anyone about it though, well one of the things anyhow. It might be good to share even a little, "I think a lot about the demon genetic father I have...I met him a few years ago...it was...not much fun..." He said looking at the ground and playing with his feet to keep himself preoccupied.
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Posted: Wed Apr 08, 2009 10:22 pm
Dion sat down besides Dane as he spoke. Their arguing had tired him some and he really didn't feel like standing if he didn't have to. As Dion sat down he took his upper ring off so he could sit more comfortably. He placed the ring down besides him on the ground as he listened to Dane talk. "Why? What happened?" Dion asked, curious like any child would be. "Who's you demon genetic father?" Dion hadn't met his demon DNA donor. He knew that it was a girl like Pol, his angel DNA donor. Zach had decided against Dion meeting his demon donor, the demon of envy, and Dion really didn't know why. Pol had been really nice, why should the demon of envy be any different?
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Posted: Wed Apr 08, 2009 10:30 pm
"It's not that hard to guess," Dane said laughing slightly trying to cheer himself up more than just making a lighter mood, "Gluttony...I met him a while ago and he was nothing like I thought...I was excited about meeting some one who helped make me, it was like another father but...the only reason he noticed me was the thought of turning me into a meal..." He sounded saddened and disappointed.
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 9:45 am
Dion didn't know what to say. He just sat there staring at Dane, deciding against speaking for the time being. What he couldn't understand was why Dane had been excited to meet anyone at the facility. Sure the tech Dion had been given at the time of his meeting with Pol was very nice, too nice actually but that didn't mean he would be looking forward to the next one. The thought of going would be more tolerable but he'd still dread the day and its arrival.
"Well, that's not nice." Dion said finally. Dion's limbs were getting itchy and he was already starting to get tired of just sitting around. "Thinking of making you into a sandwich isn't nice. I don't think a Boogie Man would make a good sandwich though." Dion said, drawing circles in the dirt below with his claw. "I don't see them as another anything." Dion said as his tail began to twitch with boredom. "They're nice, Pol was nice, but they're in that place and I don't like that place. If they were anything they'd have taken me away from that place but they didn't. Zach and Emilie did." Dion was frowning slightly as he continued to draw with his claw. He was silent, stopping there as he drew stick figures, spirals, circles, anything he could think of in the dirt.
Finally he stopped and leaned back against the Oak Tree. "What's you're name?" Dion asked a second time.
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 1:32 pm
"Well...I always thought they didn't have have a choice of leaving, anyhow," He said grateful for a change in subject, "I'm Dane Baeker, what's your name?" He asked turning to the boy wondering why he was so fidgety. Dane stood up for a minute to stretch his back, he was still sore from the fall so he didn't want to stay in one place and let it throb.
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 2:55 pm
Maybe they didn't have any choice of leaving but they could have at least visited the children they helped create instead of leaving them alone with those stupid techs. Dion only remembered techs during his stay at the facility, just those mean people in white. That was until Zach came and took him away. The demons and angels could have at least said hello to him when he was there but they didn't. Hid DNA donors could be friends but nothing more. They couldn't replace the people that took him away.
"Dion." Dion said, short sweet and to the point. There was no point in giving his last name or in Dion's mind there wasn't. Dion watched Dane stand up and did the same. He snatched up his ring as he pulled himself to his feet and tossed it over himself where it hovered around him. "So, Dane the Boogie man. You done thinking for the night?" Dion asked as swayed back and forth on his heels. "Or are you going to climb back up in the tree and keep thinking?" If Dane wasn't then the two could walk around for a bit. Dion didn't want to sit around anymore anyway. If Dane didn't want to come then Dion would just walk without him.
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 7:45 pm
"Well, nice to meet you I guess," Dane said being polite but still irritated with the child's snippy attitude.
"Why do you keep calling me the boogie man?" Dane asked thinking that the nick name was pretty strange, "And yeah, I guess I'm done thinking," He shrugged.
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Posted: Fri Apr 10, 2009 5:59 am
"Because you're green and you scared me." That was mostly the reason why Dion called him Boogie Man. Why he kept at it even after Dion had been given Dane's name was simply because he liked the nickname. It wasn't so bad, well at least not in Dion's opinion. Much better then Dane, the name Dane was boring in Dion's opinion so he'd much rather call him the Boogie Man.
"Okay, I'm going to walk around a bit more before I go home. Don't go jumping out of trees and scaring people if you don't want to get hit." Dion said with a grin. Well, at least he found himself funny.
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Posted: Fri Apr 10, 2009 4:13 pm
Dane rolled his eyes, "what ever you say kid," Dane walked back to the sidewalk, "I think I'm gonna head home now, it was...interesting, meeting you," the fourteen year-old said.
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Posted: Fri Apr 10, 2009 5:05 pm
Dion waved to Dane as he walked away. "Okay! See ya later Boogie Man!!" Dion called to him as the boy walked away. He wasn't so bad, not in Dion's opinion. Sure they argued and maybe Dion pushed a couple buttons but Dion didn't think the boy was mean or anything. Maybe a little on the weird side but that was about it. Dion turned on his heels and began walking a couple more blocks down before he'd turn around and head home. He was still a little tired from the arguing but aside from that this had been one of his best nights ever.
Too bad he couldn't tell anyone that the Boogie Man wasn't so scary after you got to know him. That and he lived in trees and not under beds.
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