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 Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2007 12:44 pm
Manuela blinked, not sure what he was asking. She was a little more relaxed now as she dropped to a sit on her mother's bed, watching him pace around the room. "No, she's a priestess but she can date if she wants," she explained matter-of-factly, "She just doesn't want to. Besides, I don't know if I'd like her being out with random guys, she's already away enough."
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Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2007 7:37 pm
"Whatever." Harper muttered, before throwing himself on the floor, intending to crawl under poor Estelle's bed in the search of dead bodies. "Priestess is another word for wi-" He stopped and gave a sigh, "Oh right, you're in denial. You actually like your mother being home a lot? I WISH my mother would date more."
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Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2007 7:49 pm
"Why? Aren't you worried she'll get hurt?" she asked curiously, kicking her feet off the side of the bed, "What if she goes out with some strange guy and he turns out to be crazy?" Manuela was certainly concerned about things like that, having seen the bad side of society in more than a few of the surrounding apartment buildings.
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Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2007 8:03 pm
"I should be so lucky." Harper muttered, giving a sigh when his search procured nothing. "Ydont know my mom that well. She scares off all the weird guys right away, and the normal ones too. S'why she got me from the cabbage, you know, she didn't have a chance of getting married and playin house!" He stood up, hair rustled up, and he knew it and was quite unhappy about it. "Bad things only happen in the movies."
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Posted: Fri Dec 21, 2007 5:37 pm
"I don't know," she said softly, rummaging around the dresser tops. There were things she had seen around the church, little idols and charms. But there were also some things that were completely new. She wandered to the corner where the bowl stood in the heart of the candle trinity, peering into it curiously. There was something about it that seemed off to her, something not quite right with the black sheen of the wood. She reached her hand to touch it, recoiling when she found it wasn't solid. She peered at her hand, rubbing a sticky dark liquid in her fingers. A bit of light caught the surface, and her eyes widened when she realized it was a dark red. "Blood," she squeaked, holding her hand far out from her body.
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Posted: Fri Dec 21, 2007 6:11 pm
Harper had come about to follow Manny when it appeared she'd found something more interesting than she. He couldn't figure out what the rippling substance was either, until she had wailed, to which he jumped far away at first with a stunned look on his face.
"GET IT OFF GET IT OFF I HEARD ABOUT THIS IT'S CURSED!" He wailed, moving to grab the first thing he could find and wipe the substance off his friend's hand. The first thing he saw just so happened to be bedsheets.
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Posted: Fri Dec 21, 2007 6:24 pm
"I DON'T WANT TO DIE!" Manny shrieked, wiping her hands all over the sheet. She wasn't concerned with getting in trouble anymore, too startled by what they had found. Once it was clean from her hands she dropped the sheet to the floor, scurrying to the other side of the room. Out of breath she huffed, "What- What do you think it's from?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 21, 2007 6:31 pm
"HER BOYFRIEND OBVIOUSLY!" Harper cried, right next to the girl on the other side of the room. "I TOLD you! You... you probably used to have a father, Manny, and she had to sacrifice him to appease some menacing POWER OF DEATH!"
It took him a few more moments to realize they were still in the evil room before he pointed at the door desperately, "Lets get out of here!"
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Posted: Fri Dec 21, 2007 6:47 pm
Manny felt tears welling up in her eyes, having no defense to the accusation. "Yeah," she agreed quickly, her voice shaky, "I um, let's go." She wasn't sure she wanted to even stay in the house, and though she knew Mama Estelle would never hurt another human being part of her was still suspicious. She didn't want to think about it anymore, she decided as her stomach turned flips.
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 2:06 pm
Harper bit his lip, noticing the change in Manny in an uncomfortable bit of empathy. Moving to take her hand and pull her in a sprint out the room and in to the wherever outside of it, he gave a shrug with one shoulder.
"But.. but she never hurt you right? So.. it's not that bad!" he coughed, nervously looking around. "Wanna leave?" He asked with a deep breath, uncomfortable and scared both.
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 2:17 pm
"No," she said softly, "I think I'll be fine. Let's go make some cookies ok?" She was cheerful enough when she pushed it out of her mind, ready to make some sort of food to focus on. After all, she knew her mother wasn't a witch like Harper was suggesting, and she certainly wouldn't hurt anything. There had to be a good explaination.
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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2007 11:29 am
Harper shook his head, "Y'know Manny, to be perfectly honest I ain' 'keen' on eatin' anything in this house." He said blankly, biting his lip. "Why you always wanting to cook when you're scared, anyway? Don't you have an all-night mcdonalds around here or something?" He asked, eyebrows furrowed and hands tight in his pockets.
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2007 11:55 am
Manny stopped to think about the question for a moment, then shrugged. "I don't know," she explained, "It's just comforting to cook for someone." The next part was a little more difficult, considering how dark it was. "There's one about two blocks away if you really want to go. It's a little dangerous this time of night," she warned, glancing toward the window.
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