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 Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2004 11:15 pm
Usagi blinked at Chase. "huh? What do you mean an act?" she asked again innocently. Her eyes looked up at Chase, gleaming with innocence as she titled to the side while blinking.
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2004 11:18 pm
"I think you know exactly what I mean," he whispered, moving in so that the tip of his nose touched hers. "Question is how many people actually fall for that?" he asked, eyeing the blonde.
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2004 11:23 pm
Usagi began to blush a little. She looked into Chase's eyes....she soon became lost in them. but remembered his question. "...I have no....clue what your talking about....." still having the innocent tone in her voice.
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2004 11:27 pm
"Fine, if you want to play like that," remarked Chase as he pulled away from Usagi, breaking the hug. He was determined to break this girl, no matter what it took. Chase always loved a challenge and hated to loose.
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2004 11:33 pm
Usagi felt Chase pull away, in which she no longer felt his body heat and was a bit sadden by it. She still had no clue what Chase was talking about. She blinked at Chase. "ok really what are you talking about?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2004 11:37 pm
Chase just simply closed his eyes and shurgged. He went around and took a seat on the empty bench, stretching his arms on of the back rest. "Don't worry, your pretty blonde head about it," he replied, "I don't need you to get a headache on me."
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2004 11:42 pm
Usagi walked and stood infront of Chase with her hands on her hips. What does her hair color have to do with her getting a headache...if it was one of those blonde jokes...those things really made her mad. "ok excuse me what is that suppose to mean?" she asked.
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2004 11:46 pm
Chase opened his eyes and looked up at the obviously upset Usagi. This just made him grin. "What does what mean?" he asked raising an eyebrow. "I'm just worrying about your health. Geez, I try to be a nice guy and this is the gratitude I recieve. Wonderful!"
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2004 12:03 am
::after Nia left Usagi and Chase, she had let her feet take her wherever... and had found herself in the cemetary, standing in front of her mother's grave. strange... how'd she get here... ah well.. she kneels in front of it, placing a light hand on top of the cold stone:: hey mom.. ::softly:: it's me, Nia... i know, i look diffrent, huh? i don't have my neckalces... and i washed off my make up... but it's really me... i don't have a rose for you, not this time... i'm sorry... i was just wandering around so i didn't think to pick one up for you... ::she shifts a bit so that she's sitting with her back against the tombstone and her chin is on her knee while her arms are wraped around the leg:: helped out a prep... i think her name was Ashley or something... anyway, i made a huge mistake. i lost my temper in front of her... stupid, huh? she was... diffrent too... so i don't think she'll tell anyone... i kinda had a run in with a boy and we exchanged a few insults... other than that it was all same ol' same ol'.... i'll bring you two roses tomorrow, i promise.... a red one and a white one... wouldn't that be nice? ::she says conversationally, unaware that there might be anyone else there::
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2004 12:15 am
Remmy set out from her house, her Black Rose outfit in a backpack incase it was needed. She had a bundle of white roses, red roses, blue roses, and of course, black roses. It was the anniversary of her mother's death and she did this every month, though today was obviously more important. Her own mother's grave wasn't far away from Nia's mother's. She heard the girl talking and looked up at her. "Umm, miss, I heard you talking. I have some roses if you would like a few." she said quietly.
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2004 12:19 am
::Nia gave a small jerk hearing Remmy's voice and stood quickly, eyes wide. forcing herself to relax, she notices the load of roses the other girl had and realizes what had been offered. shaking her head a small bit she says:: thanks but no... i pick her roses carefully... not that there's anything wrong with yours of course... but... ah... sorry.. besides you brought those for someone here right?
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2004 12:24 am
Remmy nodded. "Yes, but my mother would understand. She'd want me to help others." She said, smiling gently and tilting her head slightly to the right. Remmy didn't seem sad on this day because her mother had told her to remember it with joy. Her mother had died of breast cancer and had been in a lot of pain so this was the anniversary of the day she no longer had to endure that pain. She had wanted Remmy to smile on this day and so she always did, though she was more of a klutz than usual.
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2004 12:27 am
you're... visiting your mother too? ::a bit supciously though she did take a step forward. she had a much diffrent veiw of her mother's death, and it wans't nearly so cheerful as Remmy's. she had never known her mother and so had never been told to smile and remember the joy... no, all she knew of her mother was that she had killed her simply by being born::
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2004 12:34 am
Remmy nodded. "Michelle Bara. We were here for chemo treatment when she died, and she wanted to be buried here. I normally come late at night. I've been doing it since I moved here a few months ago." She said. The roses were still cradled carefully in her arms. She set the blue ones on the grave, since that was her mother's favorite color. She had manipulated the flower genes so that it would be that color.
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2004 12:36 am
ah.... ::she noticed the odd colors of the flowers but figured it wouldn't be the best time to ask about it. instead, she placed a light hand on her mother's grave, saying:: you're lucky... not that your mother died but that you got to have some memories of her...
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