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 Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2008 9:55 pm
He took several other gulps of whiskey as he looked off the edge. He had several things on his mind. He continued to drink away the bottle till it was empty. He then dropped the bottle off the edge. Turning, he headed back towards the bar to get another bottle.
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Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2008 10:01 pm
Shortly after he had left, he showed up again, rearriving at the cliff, this time holding several bottles of whiskey. He dropped a few of them on the ground at the cliffs edge as he stood on the edge again, the tips of his feet hanging off the edge, floating there. He opened a bottle again and began drinking from the bottle again. Taking about a third of the bottle in one go. He belched and laughed abit as he stood there looking off the edge.
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Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2008 10:09 pm
Appearing with a pop, Ziven wandered to the farthest point of the cliff that she could safely sit. Sitting, she hugged her knees, wanting to be there alone for a while. However, she looked to her side, seeing she was not alone when she heard a laugh. Not having paid attention to where she was, where anyone was, she assumed he was there first. "Do you wish to be alone, Seraph Ryan?" she called out to him softly, not wanting to disturb him but feeling the need to verify if she was welcome.
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Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2008 10:14 pm
He took another drink of the whiskey and looked towards her. "Well I wish to be alot of things... though alone is not one of them.." He said with a nod and another drink. "Never alone." He added. He extended his arm to her, bottle in hand, offering her a drink of the rather fine whiskey. He didnt see her as much of a drinker, though he sensed she was in a bind, much like him.
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Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2008 10:27 pm
She nodded, standing gracefully and wandering over to him, accepting the bottle. Taking a rather unladylike drink from the bottle, her nose wrinkled for a moment as she returned the bottle to him, coughing a little, as politely as she could. Whiskey was certainly not the drink of choice for her, which showed by her reaction to drinking. With a deep sigh, she again sat, pulling her knees to her chest, looking out over the waters. At long last, she replied. "Never alone, indeed. How unfortunate it is to satisfy the desire to not be alone only to find that you fail at keeping company with others." she said softly. Inhaling deeply again, she asked; "What weighs on your mind, friend?"
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Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2008 10:43 pm
He accepted the bottle from her as he drank it again. "Well.. I for one.. Have never been able to keep much company.." He said with a laugh as he took another drink. "My mind weighs heavy, for i dont Let it fly as It should. Why do I have feet... when I have wings I can fly with.." He said to her, looking at her for a moment before he took another drink. He sat beside her, not in a couple way but as a friend. He had known her for some time and he didnt get much time to actually sit and chat. He took another few drinks from it then threw the empty bottle off the cliff. Grabbing another from behind him, he opened it and drank another few gulps from it. "What weighs you down? It would seem that you are lost within a see of opinions." He said with a small laugh. Not making fun of her, but just laughing at the way he worded it.
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Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2008 10:51 pm
"Why fly when you can sit?" she mused aloud, a modest smile crossing her lips as he sat not too long after this comment. Still, she looked at him for only the moment when she talked. There was much on her mind, that was for sure, though mostly the feelings were what weighed on her. "My feelings and emotions weigh me down. I hurt those around me without knowing it. This is shameful." she said softly.
Saying this aloud gave her both a sense of relief, release and opening herself up to feel greater guilt and upset. "Tonight, I am not even worthy of forgiveness." she said softly, looking to him with a small smile. "You are enjoying your evening? I shall do my best not to ruin it for you."
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Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2008 10:58 pm
He shook his head abit as he took another drink. "You worry too much about what the others think. Though I understand why. That doesnt mean though that you are the one to be shamed. If you hurt others feelings without knowing it, more then likely you didnt realize that the feelings of others could be hurt by your actions. More then likely, Its not your fault. Its the fault of those whos feelings are hurt too easily. You shouldnt worry constantly about every ones feelings or opinions. Just yours and your loved ones. Then again.. I.. Unlike the others.. will not lecture you on this.. Just like them.. I do not know what path is the right one, or what words make the right sentence... Though.. Unlike them.. I will not voice what I do not know.. and instead will let you figure it out as we all have to. Its a tough journey, but its one you need to do alone. Others will just worsen it.. make it harder.. more confusing." He said as he drank some more. He offered her the bottle again.
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Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2008 11:11 pm
She looked up to him as he spoke, bobbing her head. "I understand." she said softly as he spoke, wanting to comment but without interrupting. When he finished, she spoke again. "Every challenge is an adventure. I embrace them all, even those which .. I know I do not succeed with. I wish to protect those I love .. yet in doing so, I bring pain to their hearts." she said softly, clearly on the verge of tears, but opting to instead take the offered bottle. Taking it, she considered the bottle and of how much she would want to drink for a moment before simply drinking again until she needed to take a breath, rather forcibly offering it back to Ryan, as if to say 'take it from me'. She wanted to feel better, though right now, she needed more time. She knew she needed more time, but was having a hard time coming to terms, finding her lack of experience to be unacceptable. "Thank you for your kind words. What you say holds great meaning." she said softly before sighing deeply, her head dropping, resting on her knees for a bit now.
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Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2008 11:20 pm
He took the whiskey again and drank from it again. "No problem ziven. Just trying to do what I can to help a friend." He said with a smile and a nod. He patted her on the back, trying to console her, or at least make her feel better. He smiled abit at her and drank some more of the whiskey.
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Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2008 11:28 pm
She looked to him with a small smile again when he touched her. Even the smallest touch meant a great deal to her. Taking a chance, she decided to lean her head against his shoulder. It was a bit awkward, but it made her feel happy, her only worry was that this might bother him. "I am very grateful for your friendship, Seraph Ryan." she said softly, sincerely meaning what she said. "I wish I could do more to show you the same kindness in return. If ever you have a need, I will provide for you as best I can."
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 12:45 am
He didnt mind her leaning against him. He didnt even think it weird. To him Ziven was like a daughter, as well as close friend. He was there when or if she needed him. "Likewise Ziven.. Likewise." He said nodding his head. "Dont worry about being kind to me.. All you have to do.. is be kind to yourself.. and that will suffice." He said with a nod again. He switched hands with the whiskey, not wanting to disturb her while she leaned against him when he wished to drink. He did wish to drink, so using the opposite arm, he did. He sighed after he drank and just stared off in the horizon.
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 9:58 am
She looked up to him for a moment, finding this comment interesting. She smiled brightly before leaning against him again. "To have friends, to feel accepted and to be happy with my friends is my kindness to myself." she said softly.
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 12:47 pm
He nods and drinks from the whiskey again. "Well true enough. My kindness to myself is my family.. and my loved ones.. whome Id do anything for.. Just having friends and a family is much more kind to myself then not letting myself get close to people." He finished that bottle and let it fall off the cliff. Opening his final bottle, he took sips so that it would last longer then the other bottles. He was able to stomache alcool pretty well.
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 4:01 pm
"Thank you for the reassurance." she said sweetly, closing her eyes and leaning against him more. "It has been such a long time since we have been able to talk."
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