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 Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2011 8:51 pm
The lock on the front door clicked open and a very tall 16 year-old with brassy brown-ish red hair stepped in, kicking off a pair of leather boots before headding for the kitchen. "Mom?"
A red and black Yamaha R1 was parked outside, the boy threw a black motorcycle jacket was pulled off to be thrown over the back of one of the dining room chairs to reveal a dark blue T-shirt with The Sound of Madness written in red bleeding letters across is chest, and a pair of heavy black jeans.
He was taller than Raven, about 6'1" but lean, only just starting to fill out from a gawky young man who was all elbows and knees to someone who would some day be close to the mamoth Johnathan Tomorrow. His eyes were a deep blue peircing as the young man stopped dead spoting the tall blond in the kitchen, sizing him up in just a glance.
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2011 9:25 pm
John froze, his eyes wide as he looked down at the boy's own blue eyes, deep and stark as opposed to John's ethereally light azure. He held the plates of sandwiches in his hands in front of him, unsure as to what to say. He had felt so normal a second ago - now he felt a million times worse.
The feeling was fleeting though. "You must be Bren." John said cautiously, quietly, his deep voice thick with thunder. "...My name's John. I made you a sandwich as well....its in the fridge."
He approached the boy and walked past him, placing the plates down on the dining room table. "...I'll go get your mother..." He said, as if unsure that was what he was supposed to do, before making for the stairs to the bedrooms upstairs.
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2011 9:36 pm
"Uh... thanks." The boy looked at the snadwiches and slowly headed for the kitchen. "I hope mine has meat in it." sweatdrop
Not a vegetarian... and not a french fry addict like his sister either. He did, however, manage to find the cookies while looking for the sandwich, downing half of it before pulling the sandwich out of the fridge and sitting down to wait politly for the the grown-ups.
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2011 9:54 pm
Up in the bathroom Rae jumped a bit at the sound of that young voice... he sounded so much like his father, only younger...
She finished braiding her hair, and ran back to her room to slip on a pair of sandals before she headed for the dining room, meeting John on the stairs. "So..." sweatdrop
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2011 10:01 pm
HonoRaven Up in the bathroom Rae jumped a bit at the sound of that young voice... he sounded so much like his father, only younger... She finished braiding her hair, and ran back to her room to slip on a pair of sandals before she headed for the dining room, meeting John on the stairs. " So..." sweatdrop John said softly, leaning forward and giving her a small kiss. "....Do you want me to hold your hand, or...?"He didn't know what to do. Did he stay distant from her? Did he stay close? Did he act non-chalant?
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2011 10:10 pm
She put her hands on his cheeks and kissed him again before slipping around him to lead him down the stairs by the hand. "Brendan Night, are you actually eating a cookie before lunch?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2011 10:11 pm
"No..." The boy grinned as he stood up and moved to give the small woman a hug. "I'm eating a cookie with lunch!" blaugh
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Posted: Sat Jun 18, 2011 6:12 am
John descended the stairs slowly and stood for a moment, hugging his arms together over his broad chest as he smiled a small smile, watching the two meet again. He clenched his jaw and released a small, quiet sigh, watching the boy move.
He was tall, taller then Hono'o, with hair the color of dark brass and deep blue eyes. He looked like the type of kid who would enjoy a game of football, perhaps even some fishing...he looked like someone John could get to know. He sensed no malice from the boy, not yet...and this bode well for him.
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Posted: Sat Jun 18, 2011 12:54 pm
He was taller than his mother, he was also taller than his sister... but not quite as tall as his father or John. "Sit and eat then... god I can't think of a time when I haven't seen you with food." xp
She smiled at John. "Then again, I suppose that all that height requires a large amount of food. So I bet introductions have already been done... but... John, this is my son Bren... Bren this is the man that I am totally in love with, John!"
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Posted: Fri Jun 24, 2011 2:11 am
HonoRaven He was taller than his mother, he was also taller than his sister... but not quite as tall as his father or John. " Sit and eat then... god I can't think of a time when I haven't seen you with food." xp She smiled at John. " Then again, I suppose that all that height requires a large amount of food. So I bet introductions have already been done... but... John, this is my son Bren... Bren this is the man that I am totally in love with, John!" John smiled down to the boy warmly, approaching with his giant hand outstretched for the boy to get a hand shaking from. "Hello son. My name is John Tomorrow. It's a pleasure to finally meet you." The handshake over, he would stand back and place his hands in his pockets nervously, trying to be brave. "Your mother speaks of you warmly, when she does....I can see why."His smile took on a slightly sad aspect. The past was the past, there was nothing he could do to change it...for him or for her. He wouldn't ever want Samantha gone, this much was certain....he hoped he would feel the same for the boy standing before him.
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2011 10:14 am
"Nice to meet you Mr. Tomorrow." With a bit of a sgrug the boy slid into a seat and picked up the sandwich... trying to stand between a hungry teenager and food was always a bad idea xp
"So... you couldn't talk her out of the tournament either, could you?" Way to jump topics.
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2011 5:59 pm
"Oh, I tried, believe me....but your mother can be quite stubborn when she wants to be. So I just had to settle with helping her as best I should and give her support when she needed it."
Following the boys suit, John took up the chair acros from the kid, tucking into his own sandwhich, looking up to Raven with a small wink.
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2011 7:55 pm
Rae went back to the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of beer and pouring two glasses of juice before returning to the table and placing the beer in front of John and a glass of juice in front of her son. "Do I constantly try to stop either of you from climbing onto those motor bikes? Noooo... so stop griping about how I chose to risk my own neck!" blaugh
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2011 9:05 pm
John smirked, nodding a thanks to Hono'o as she placed the beer down. "Sure, i'll concede that..." He said as he took up one of his sandwiches, biting into it thoughtfully. "....Doesn't stop you from worrying though."
He cast a critical eye to the boy, his smile widening a little. "Motorbike huh? Don't tell you ride one of those little japanese things that sound like an electric razor..."
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2011 9:46 pm
The kid shrugged at both the reference to his driving, and what he drove, washing a mouth full of sandwich down with a swig of juice. "I like my eardrums, and the Yamaha is about 50 pounds lighter than most choppers."
Bren gave John a lopsided grin. "I was almost a foot shorter and about 20 pounds lighter myself when I got my first bike... don't get me wrong, a sweet Harley Davidson with twin cams and enough chrome to make my mother drool would be nice... but I also like being able to go from zero to 100 in under 10 seconds." xd
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