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 Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 11:49 pm
He sighed, "Yes... It wasn't very pleasant though..." He itched his neck under the collar, and took the pot off the coffee maker before the annoying noise went off. he got out two mugs, and filled them. He sighed, and handed Kiara her mug, before sipping his. "Why... Ghosts from your mind come creeping out to play as well?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 11:58 pm
 "Ghosts. Demons. Vampires. You know the usual," she sighed, "It's almost enough it wish I could get drunk." She looked at him, and she could see the pain in his eyes, "You want to talk about it?"
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Posted: Fri Aug 10, 2012 12:04 am
Your Uncle Grandpa
Ike shrugged his shoulders. "I dreamt that you pulled a truely psychotic joke on me... That wasn't very pleasant... The dream only got worse from there... I saw Clayton too by the way, though he was actually there and concious. I question his taste in suits though." he said the last part sarcastically, even though it was the truth. He sipped more of his coffee, and waited for her response.
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Posted: Fri Aug 10, 2012 12:11 am
"What was the joke?" she asked, leaning against the counter. What could she have possibly done to make him feel such pain. "Was the suit that bad?" she asked a hint of a smile on her lips.
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Posted: Fri Aug 10, 2012 12:18 am
Your Uncle Grandpa Your Uncle Grandpa
"I wish it was..." he said, pouring more ot the black liquid into his mug, "He prefers to wear Lincoln Style suits with top-hat and all... It's an amazing thing to see a werewolf in a top-hat." he said, reading her face. She wanted to know what had hurt him so much...
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Posted: Fri Aug 10, 2012 12:22 am
She nodded, "What was the joke, Ike," she asked gently. Dealing with his problems she could do, it would distract her from her own pain. She thought about going to him and holding him but she thought he might react badly to that.
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Posted: Fri Aug 10, 2012 7:50 am
"Well... You more or less... Gave me back to the shop... Which would be rather hard considering the new scar... Then arranged that my 'Mom and Dad' came to buy me back... I'll stop after what happens there" Ike shuddered, and sipped his coffee, his hand shaking a little bit. It helped him calm down, but not enough...
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Posted: Fri Aug 10, 2012 8:21 am
"I would never," she said softly, "It was just a dream. I would kill you before I let you go back there." She went to him, gently taking to mug from his hands. She wrapped her arms around him, "I am so sorry Ike," she whispered, before pressing on, "Please tell me what else."
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Posted: Fri Aug 10, 2012 8:27 am
Ike felt better with Kiara holding him like she did but sighed, "I'd tell you if I could... Though Clayton had already taken over and destroyed that part of the dream for me... Switching it for something a bit more peaceful." He said picking back up the mug... There was a little bit more that happened before the switch... Though you don't need to know about that... He thought while taking a sip and closing his eyes.
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Posted: Fri Aug 10, 2012 8:55 am
She nodded, "I understand," she said softly, sadly. "Just tell me when you're ready," She held him tighter.
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Posted: Fri Aug 10, 2012 9:05 am
Ike felt as if Kiara was using him as a crutch for some problem of her own... He held her tighter, and stroked her hair. "I promise... Only if you'll tell me what's eating at you though. I recall something about your grandfather's journal before I went to sleep... Did you ever ead it?" He asked, picking up the mug and pouring himself more. He set it both down suddenly though and held her tighter... Feeling a flash of what Clayton had been surpressing for him, as he tried to listen to Kiara. It was jarring, though he was able to remain calm, and not make any sudden movements that would give away what had just happpened.
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Posted: Fri Aug 10, 2012 9:27 am
She stiffened, "Some of it." she closed her eyes and tried to block out the images from her past. "He found out about me by accident. And they," He.... her mind hissed at her, "Wouldn't let him see me for the longest time. Not until they," He...., "Was finished with me." She shook her head, not wanting to say any more.
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Posted: Fri Aug 10, 2012 9:44 am
Ike sighed. "It was like that the first time I was purchased... The warden refused to give me up, until after she'd finished beating me..." he stroked her hair, and started walking her back up the stairs into the library. He sipped his mug, and tried to lead Kiara to the stairs. "We have to face our demons sometime..." he said stopping at the foot of the stairs. The front door opened, as the maids and butlers made their way into the mansion, they smiled and bowed towards him and Kiara. "I'll tell you what happened when we get to the library..." he said, trying to lead her up the stairs.
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Posted: Fri Aug 10, 2012 9:50 am
She nodded, "I'll try and tell you, but..." the thought again of the room filled with the stench of old blood and death, "I don't know if I can," she let him lead her upstairs and to the library.
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Posted: Fri Aug 10, 2012 10:22 am
Your Uncle Grandpa
Ike led her into the library, stopping before the rather large, old book. He smiled, "Don't worry... You don't have to tell me... Your grandfather can." He rubbed her shoulders, as they sat on one of the library's couches. Ike then handed her the book with an elfish name on the front.
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