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 Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 9:24 am
She frowns a bit but quickly smiles again. "If that's what you want!" She giggles and returns to her spot on the bed. "So how old is it that you don't want to be?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 8:01 pm
"120" shadows says grimencing at the thought (in real life im trunning 19 on that day, gahhh im old)
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Posted: Mon Dec 08, 2008 5:14 pm
"Your not that old." She says smiling at him. "I'm sure there are tons of others here much old then that. You've got tons of tons of like ahead of you to live still." She'd started flipping through one of the art books he'd handed her earlier.
( pish I'm turning 21 in feb don't you sass me about getting old )
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Posted: Mon Dec 08, 2008 7:51 pm
"old is still old, its almost anyoning to see people get older and die of old age" he said grabbing his blue leather binder and sat down cross legged and started to scetch.
(0.0 god your ancient)
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Posted: Wed Dec 10, 2008 8:21 pm
( gee thanks lol )
Dani slid her hand over one of his works to feel the grooves in the paper from where he drew lighter or darker. "I must agree it's very disappointing..." She looks over to him working away at a new sketch. "Many people dear to us are lost that way."
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Posted: Thu Dec 11, 2008 8:17 am
"it is disappointing and almost not really... great. " he said looking up smiling, "I've always wonder whats its like to be older pyshically, just a day... a minute, a second. what would it be like if my heart hadn't stop?" he gose back to drawing, "its almost saddistic that we've become creatures that have to live through the pain of losing friends and familly, over and over again. Drawing keeps me sane and so dose my liquor."
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Posted: Thu Dec 11, 2008 5:29 pm
((my character is Voro. 21 wow. i turn eighteen in three months. so twenty one is not that ancient for me. might as well call me an old man to. lol))
"That was another lifetime ago, literally. you have missed quite a bit." He laguhed and went to sit next to dani.
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Posted: Fri Dec 12, 2008 5:16 am
"youve died again voro?" Shadows asked not looking up form his pad. "Hmmm, i think there was a picture of your past life in the red pad your free to look in it too. "
((sorry man i wassn't paying attention to it))
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Posted: Fri Dec 12, 2008 7:50 pm
He chuckles. "Yes I did once while I have been here. I thought it best. My life documented, thats so sweet." he put a small sarcastic smile of happiness on. "hahahahahahaha. Im sorry. its just the fact that i have been documented; gives me a few funny jokes of myself."
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Posted: Fri Dec 12, 2008 9:39 pm
"The red book is vampires/ vampire hunters before they died atleast in my lifetime. " looking up and smile. he ripped the picture out of his blue pad and gave it to Dani.
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Posted: Sat Dec 13, 2008 5:34 pm
"hehe. thank you for telling me." He then went to sit near Dani. "How are you doing?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 13, 2008 8:04 pm
( lol You sat next to me twice. )
Dani smiled at Voro as he sat then noticed Shadow handing her something. She tilted her head curiously as she reached for it. "What's this?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 13, 2008 8:54 pm
((oh, lol. my head hurts on its sor tof hard to keep up with it occasionally.))
He returned the smile as he pulled his legs up and under him.
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Posted: Sat Dec 13, 2008 11:04 pm
"its a picture of you. "Shadows say smiling then he at the window looking out side just observering the grounds.
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 12:52 am
Dani squealed as she turned the image to see it better. She loved art it made her feel like a princess, well not like the princess she use to be but like a princess from her fantasy books. "Thank you!" She said tracing the image with her fingers before sealing it protectively in one of the books he'd let her borrow. She would find a prefect place for it on her already cluttered walls.
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