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 Posted: Sun Sep 03, 2006 9:36 pm
kreigor sighed slightly, partially releived that she remembered him, and partially upset that she left. "she's more kawaii than i remember" he thought to himself before walking towards the park.
((exit))
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Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2006 2:41 am
Josiah enters...he was here for one reason and one reason only.....to get control....he extends his right hand and concentrates.... all of asudden a small fire starts in his palm....he keeps himself calm and forms it into a fireball...he looks at it and smiles...
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Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2006 4:26 am
Josiah makes another fireball in his other hand....he puts the two together into a larger fireball....he was finally getting th hang of his abilities...
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Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2006 2:04 pm
Josiah enters and sits on his grandparents grave, crying...
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Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2006 2:15 pm
Elke grips her jacket tighter as a chill runs down her spine. She'd said it in her mind too many times that she hated and feared this place but the feeling never wavered. "Josiah?" She yelped, her voice harsh against the mild wind. She trudged across the leaf covered ground, her boots cracking twigs before coming to Danny's parent's grave. She'd remembered it when she'd met him there on occasions. There was Josiah, sitting on the grave like she had imagined. Spitting image of her father, true. Quite freaky really.
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Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2006 2:17 pm
Johnny curls up right next to his grandparents graves...Brimstone trying to comfort him as he continues crying.
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Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2006 2:22 pm
Elke peaks around the corner of the gravestone, watching silently as Josiah cries. She squats beside the headstone, her mouth twitching as she forms words. Speechless. What do you say? "I'm sorry. Sorry. Should have been there for you. Should've." A hand smacks her forehead, her thoughs jumbled. "My fault." She mumbles, believing it for a moment. Not your fault, dimwit.
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Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2006 2:24 pm
Josiah sees her and hugs her...
Where have you been? says Josiah, sounding very happy to see her.
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Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2006 2:30 pm
He's quite attached to you already, kiddo. Wimp. Like you. "Nowhere. Tried to catch you in the park, but you ran off." Her voice wa quiet against the fog of the graveyard. She hugged him back, releasing herself to look around. Her hand glided against the gravestone, mezmerised by how important it was to Danny and Josiah. "Your father was always here. Just like you."
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Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2006 2:32 pm
I...I recognized my last name...and I knew my grandparents were buried somewhere in New York... says Josiah, surprised to find out his dad was always here...
Th-that man killed my dad says Josiah.
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Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2006 2:35 pm
Elke nodded meekly, remembering the man from ....that time in the park. She should've been there. She had always been there. How could she had missed him by what, a minute or two? How stupid could she have been? "The b*****d." Elke whispered, she didn't swear much, but she couldn't help it. You're a bloody wench. Hate you. Hate you. I'm gonna drive you up the wall, girl.
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Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2006 2:37 pm
I couldn't have saved my dad....even if I was there....I'm so weak... says Josiah, remembering the punch he threw at Gabriel...
Was....was my dad strong? asks Josiah.
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Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2006 2:42 pm
"Strongest person I knew." Elke mumbled thinking about the various times he'd gone into his more demon form. He was the scariest thing she'd ever seen. "Could've killed me countless times." She licked her lips, before continuing. "And he sure got close. But, no matter." She shrugged it off like it truly was nothing, but those times were the worst in her life. The times when her best friend had been holding her life in his hands and it wasn't looking too bright.
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Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2006 2:44 pm
H-he tried to kill you? Why? asks Josiah, sounding very concerned.
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