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 Posted: Fri May 12, 2006 7:03 pm
"Alright." Mayu smiled, glad that her friend was alright.
Touch one of the branches? What a peculiar request, thought the silver-haired Legend. Well, whatever -- what harm would it do?
"Sure," she nodded, "But be careful."
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Posted: Fri May 12, 2006 7:13 pm
Carefully, Demare lifted his hand to lightly brush his fingers along one of Mayu's branches, as if caressing the roughness of the wood. So, they really were real.
That's enough! Demian, stop this...
I wonder...
...What?
The child's smile changed into an evil grin.
I wonder if it would break.
DEMIAN!!
Grasping onto it quickly, he gave his arm a hard downward thrust, snapping the branch in two. The sound of the wood breaking was music to his ears.
Oops. I guess they do.
The tears began to stream down the child's face, Clare unable to say anything more. He... he broke it. He broke one of her beautiful branches...
"Oh dear..." Demare said coolly, Demian doing his best to hold back his insane laughter.
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Posted: Fri May 12, 2006 7:20 pm
The sound of crackling wood hit Mayu's ears moments before the pain began settling in. Stumbling forward, the girl fell to the ground in surprise, crippled for a moment by the pain that followed the breaking of the branch. The more magical cells in her body immediately began working to repair the wound, and Mayu sniffled loudly, tears rolling down the sides of her face.
Pushing herself up, the girl turned to Demare giving him a long stare -- not even a glare, just a teary stare -- and running off. How could he? She thought he was her friend!
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Posted: Fri May 12, 2006 7:26 pm
Demare could no longer contain his laughter as he watched Mayu run away, tears still streaking down his face. Calre just couldn't believe it. He'd made a new friend, and Demian just ruined EVERYTHING for him.
He needed to end this... He needed to end this once and for all.
His left hand grasped the branch tightly as he felt the body begin to walk home, swearing that he wouldn't let Demian get away with this. Somehow... he'd find a way to make him pay.
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