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 Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2007 9:49 pm
Uriel goes and sits down on the bed, suddenly feeling wearied, "it doesn't matter if it's not my fault, it's still who I am. Demonic energy has made me everything I am. Do you know what my parents looked like? They were both blond, with brown eyes." he shakes his head a bit, not wanting to bring this conversation anywhere near his parents, and wishing he hadn't let that little fact out of his mouth, "Everything about me is evil, is sin. From the moment I was conceived, I was on a path to Hell."
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2007 9:50 pm
"But why?" Orient demands, frustrated. "You didn't do anything to deserve this. You didn't ask for this at all!"
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2007 9:51 pm
"I am what I am though. Just being a purple... I'm a child of the devil, of demons, not god. There's nothing good about me."
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2007 9:57 pm
Orient sits down beside him. "I don't care what you think, I don't believe a single thing you told me, because all of your actions speak other wise about you. Do you think Kyo would have let you live if you were what you just said you were?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2007 9:59 pm
Uriel sighs, "Kyo lets me live because I don't do actions that he kills purples for. Most blues kill purples for being purple. Besides, it's not up to him whether I go to heaven or hell."
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2007 10:01 pm
Orient slings his arm over Uriel's shoulder gently. "I told you, I don't believe what you said. I know what you're like. And it's nothing like you described."
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2007 10:02 pm
"You don't understand then." Uriel replies simply. The boy understands all too well his situation, and if he can't get it across to Orient, well, that doesn't change the situation itself a bit.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2007 10:03 pm
Orient brings his hand down Uriel's cheek. "I want you to know that it doesn;'t make a difference to me. I like you for who you are, not what you could have been."
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2007 10:05 pm
"It's not what I could have been, it is what I am." Uriel insists.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2007 10:06 pm
Orient shakes his head. "Nothing you say will convince me of that." he says. "Since I was the one forced to slay that true purple, when we found you."
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2007 10:08 pm
"I'm jus' as much a purple as him." Maybe even moreso, as he's been one all his life, and the dark energies in him had even defined his appearance.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2007 10:09 pm
"Not by nature." Orient replies.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2007 10:10 pm
Uriel sighs a little, and leans against Orient, feeling weary after all that arguing, especially since he feels like he hadn't gotten anywhere trying to explain himself.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2007 10:11 pm
He really hadn't though, because Orient is stubborn like that. "So will you please keep the clothes?" he asks.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2007 10:12 pm
"You can keep the clothes." Uriel replies, as he doesn't want them to be in his possession, "I just want the cloak."
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