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 Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2005 3:01 pm
He patted Ramiro on the shoulder that wasn't missing an arm, raising an eyebrow. "I understand, though you don't always have to act tough about it. And superficial stuff can generally be fixed with magick, to a certain degree, though I think Miss Kuru's probably done all she can for ya."
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2005 3:05 pm
He nodded, but pat the shoulder of his missing arm, "I wouldn't want it back, or my wings, or my eye. It'd be like cheating. They were my price for getting out of that pit."
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2005 3:22 pm
He nodded, his face all serious now. "Yeah. I don't know what I did to get booted, but since I did, I'm glad I did, though I do occasionally get old memories back, and I can't stand them." He shudders, not voicing the disgust and horror Zuko felt at the old memories.
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2005 3:27 pm
Ramiro tipped his head back against the wall, closing his eyes as he thought something over, "You know, I knew a few others like myself. They were all killed some way or another. Whether it was suicide, accidents, or brawls. No one knew about this place, so they couldn't save themselves. I don't mourn their deaths, never have, it's more like I mourn their lives, that they had the occassion to just give up living." He was going to confuse to poor boy, "I think I stopped making sense a while ago."
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2005 3:33 pm
He laughed sheepishly, grinning a little. "Yeah. What you meant is something like you regret that they didn't know they could come to the AC, right...? I don't mourn their deaths 'cause I didn't know them." He shrugged, wishing he didn't sound so cold about people dying.
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2005 3:35 pm
He nodded, "Crude as it is that's the best way to think about it. Otherwhise you'll drown yourself in grief over the years." Somehow the conversation had gotten a little more morbid than he had intended, and suddenly this colorful atmosphere felt like it was choking him, "I think I need to go out for a breath of air, care to come with me?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2005 3:40 pm
He nodded, grinning a little as he felt Ramiro needed out of clumps of happy people. "Sure, air's getting a bit stuffy with this gruesome chat..." He said, making a face as he stood up, pushing his chair back agaisnt the wall with his tail.
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2005 3:44 pm
With a cautious survey of the crowd, he headed for the door, ducking out into the cool sanctuary of the night street. Most times he would make any excuse to remain off the streets at night, he was still a little worried about goons trying to get revenge, but it seemed like a better alternative to inside at the moment. Shoot, if he got jumped he'd just take a beating to spare the kid.
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2005 4:39 pm
He sighed as they went outside, stretching his arms up above his head, feeling the cold night air on his skin, smiling at being able to feel and breath, and being alive. "Ha ha, the cold air really makes you feel alive, doesn't it, Ramiro...?" He asked quietly, stretching his wings out to their full span, flexing them a little before furling them back to his shoulders, rolling his shoulders and head around abit. "God, you don't realized how cramped it is in there till you're back outside."
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2005 4:43 pm
Ramiro nodded, turning his head away from the boy when he flipped his eye patch up. No sense in freaking him out, and he had to let it breathe sometime. There might not have been an eye there, but it was still a bit sensitive to stale air. "Yeah, it sure does." Cramped, yeah, it was a bit cramped, "I think that might have something to do with the fact that we were standing still instead of dancing, though being tossed around like a beanbag seems a bit silly to me."
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2005 4:47 pm
He chortled, laughing. "Ha ha, dancing isn't necassarily being tossed like a sack of potatoes. That's if you're some singer and jump onto fan people. THEN you're most definately tossed around like a pillow. Some people just move to the music, it's sometimes just like you can't control it, you just wanna move to express the sounds." He says, staring off at a speck on the ground, before shaking his head with a sheepish grin. "Zoning out and sounding stupid right now, aren't I?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2005 4:57 pm
"No more than I ever do. Suddenly I feel like I need a drink. Do you- Never mind, forgot you were underage there for a second." There he went again with the bad examples. Instead he spit out the old cigarette, he hadn't wanted to leave it inside, and lit a new one.
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2005 4:59 pm
He made a face, sticking his tongue out at Ramiro. "Bah, only by a year, but yeah, mother's definately have some sorta sense or something so they know when you've been doing things you shouldn't have." He rolled his eyes, before laughing softly, grinning.
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2005 5:09 pm
He shrugged, "Still, and I don't want to be the cause of bad habits for you. My friends were the cause of all of mine, except drinking, that was my dad, used to spike my drinks to shut me up when I was little. Never worked, a slap did though."
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2005 5:14 pm
He winced again, sympathetically. "Ouch, glad none of the people who adopt the kids from the AC do that, least not that I'm aware of... And I don't really plan on drinking, it's more a bad breath thing. Mom's like to complain about bad breath, face hair, that kinda stuff, so I annoy my mom now and then, just for the fun of it." He grinned crookedly.
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