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Jessie my love Vice Captain
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 Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2007 9:04 pm
"Those bastards know everything." Ciara said once more, having known that from the start. "I was always told that by their recruiters. They always threatened me, but they never really went through with anything." She explained, not knowing the truth behind her words. "Oh well..." She then added, before looking at Van.
"A camera?" She asked, having not noticed it before. "What? Did you put it in your walls for pornos or something?" She asked in that sarcastic teasing way of hers.
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2007 9:10 pm
Van curled up a fist and smashed the thing, "My father never really trusted me." He moved over to the work bench and pick up the framed picture on it. It was of him and a group of friends after a concert. Van was off to the left doing some goofy pose with Terri. The others wore the same style of clothes, they all seemed like social outcast. One was wearing a cast that he had earned in a mosh and another had bandages on his head from where Van had waylayed him with a chair. Van started to chuckle remembering the motley group.
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Jessie my love Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2007 9:13 pm
"At least he didn't rape you." Ciara said with a slight laugh, finding it odd how she was able to say such a thing without being sad about it. It had used to be that whenever she even thought about it sadness would overcome her, but at that point she had began looking at her past as if it didn't belong to her. She tried to detach herself from both pain and emotions. However, that didn't quite work all the time for her.
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2007 9:18 pm
"Ah I see." Van took the picture out of the frame and folded it up to put it into his pocket. "Sorry about the trip down memory lane. I'm sure that it hurts to think about those things"
Van walked over to the book shel and grabbed one of the tomes, throwing it down on the work bench and flipping through the old yellowed papers.
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Jessie my love Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2007 9:21 pm
"Nah." Ciara said with a shrug, simply watching him move about through his room. "What are you doing." She asked him a bit confused.
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2007 9:25 pm
"Looking for something." He ran his fingers across the page and stopped at one point lifting up one of the old guitars next to the bench playing out the proper notes on the page. The Book case moved to the side revealing a small safe door. He placed the guitar on its stand and moved to the safe.
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Jessie my love Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2007 9:30 pm
Ciara didn't say anything as she stood there and watched him. She didn't want him to think that she was asking too much questions. She would've sat down on the bed in his room too, but she decided against him not wanting him to refer to her as 'trash' or anything of the sort. What was it with her? For once in her life she actually cared what someone thought of her. Strange. Pathetic in her opinion.
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2007 9:36 pm
Van reached into the safe and pulled out a small metallic cylinder, some sort of stone, and a small black box from the safe with a smirk. Van pushed a button and the shelf slid back.
"You might as well sit down cause I have no idea how to get out of here without a ladder." Van stomped the floor and the stereo came on blaring a mix of different genres of Rock. and he crashed on the couch to think of how to get out without a ladder.
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Jessie my love Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2007 9:43 pm
Ciara, glad to be given to o.k. to sit, sat down next to Van looking over at him not quite sure why he didn't know what to do. "Why do you need a ladder so badly?" She asked him confused. He had just earlier made it so the two of them could get down a giant gap in the ground with his daggers and yet he wasn't able to go up?
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2007 9:48 pm
"The only way out is in the dead center of the ceiling, the ladder I used isn't here." Van pointed to the trap door above them.
Van spraled out on the couch trying to think of what he could do and slowly fell asleep. The music felt so soothing to him and the couch so comfortable. His body was tired and as much as his mind protested he fell asleep.
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Jessie my love Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2007 10:03 pm
That liar... Ciara thought to herself, smiling a bit as she noticed that Van had fallen asleep. He had protested that he didn't need sleep earlier and yet he had quickly drifted off only moments after laying down. "Silly boy." Ciara said out loud, standing up and looking about the room.
The room was far from a place that she would usually stay. Then again she had stayed in many odd places since she had slept with many odd men. However, she had never been in such a place with someone she actually liked, and that she didn't have the intention of killing. It was nice not having to worry about keeping a barrier up between herself and Van when it came to the truth about herself, but even so it was still so alien to her that it was still hard; even if she wouldn't admit it.
Thank god he has a mirror. She then thought, noticing a not too nice mirror. A mirror was a mirror though right?
Walking up to the mirror, Ciara frowned upon seeing her appearance. At that moment she looked far from attractive in her opinion, but it wasn't like she was in a beauty contest while being lost under the 'library'. I should've brought some makeup. She added to herself with a sigh, still looking towards the mirror intently. However, it was then she noticed that the mirror seemed different than a normal mirror, and it wasn't because of it being a cheap mirror. No, it seemed like magic.
"Van, I think you should take a look at this." Ciara said loudly, reaching out to touch the mirror, only to find that her hand went through the reflective glass as if it was some sort of portal. "Van!" She then shouted, feeling the mirror pull at her body. It was only moments later that she was completely gone.
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 11:25 am
Van opened his eyes just in time to see Ciara disappear. He shot off the couch almost forgetting his jacket and daggers and rushed to the mirror. Why hadn't he noticed it earlier, it was so out of place yet matched the scenery. He had never bothered to put a mirror in his room and yet here one was.
Van got a running start and rushed into the thing.
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Jessie my love Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 4:16 pm
After going through the mirror there had been no fall or anything of the sort. Instead, she found herself looking through the eyes of who she believed must've been someone else. For she was dressed in a different attire, which consisted of an extravagant gown, and she could see that her hair had changed from the purple it had been to the dark brown color it had been once before. Is this me? Ciara thought, looking down at herself rather confused, but the moment she looked up and noticed her surroundings she knew the truth. At that moment she was the person who she would've been had her past not happened.
She was standing in the ballroom of her mansion, looking about at all the different people and things there furiously. The sound of classical music could be heard flowing through the air, and people were scattered across the dance floor gliding about. It looked exactly like the world she had lived in before; the world that had been taken away from her.
[gah I wish there was a way that van could've been tied into her past somehow, but I really can't think of anything D:]
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 4:38 pm
Van was in a room when he came to his senses. Everything seemed so elegant. He looked around and saw his brother Issac straightening his tie in a mirror, an acoustic guitar was sitting off in the corner.
Van sat up and rubbed his head trying to make sense of what was going on. He looked down and saw that he was in a tuxedo with a bow tie on his hair the same dark black as his brothers'. Why was he here what was going on?
"Van, you look like you've seen a ghost." Issac spoke to him civilly, something was wrong the two had been at arms since Van had refused to help him kill a diplomat who had tried to make the drug illegal.
The door opened and a rather robust man in another tux with salt and pepper hair entered, Van's father, the sound of classical music entered with him. "Alright boy's, do well here and we've pretty much got the deal sealed." Van was utterly confused. "Issac, in a bit, you help me win the boy over, Van there's an orchestra. Do what you need to do in order to make him a little easier to deal with and a bit more bearable."
[I know what you mean]
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Jessie my love Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 5:29 pm
Ciara walked about, her glide seeming a bit less graceful than usually. She was still in utter shock. Sure being in her room had been shocking, but actually being in what seemed to be some sort of parallel universe to her life was beyond that. Who could've done such a thing? Was it truly her father?
"Ciara!" A cheerful voice yelled from across the room.
Ciara turned trying to find the source of the voice. She then noticed a girl that seemed about her age hurrying towards the. The girl had bright blonde hair and on her lips was a smile, which could also be seen simply in her eyes. Who is she...? Ciara thought to herself, trying to search her memories to remember who the girl was.
The girl stopped once she was standing in front of her and placed her hands on her hips looking as if she was about to accuse Ciara of something. "You've got so many people to meet! What are you doing just standing here?! You should see all the boys. Some of them are gorgeous."
Ciara blinked, staring at the girl. "Serena?" She asked, realizing who the girl was.
"Yes?" The confused princess said in reply.
"Ah, never mind." Ciara said in reply, surprised that she had met her childhood friend once more. Serena was a Princess of England, but was unable to take the throne considering her brother would be the one to do so. However, Ciara and Serena had still always been close friends since they knew they would one day be a family. However, the betrothal hadn't been set in stone before so Ciara figured that was why Serena was still trying to get her to meet boys at that point.
Serena rolled her eyes, grabbing Ciara's arm and beginning to drag her across the floor. "Come on."
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