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 Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2006 11:56 am
((September 22))
"How come you get to eat out and I can't ?" Axl mumbeled, kicking his skateboard a bit.
"Geeze, what are you, ADD ? I told you, im going with school friends." The blonde answered for what seemed to be the 8th time in the span of an hour.
Locke had started school about a week ago, but Axl, however seemed to have no need to go, trough now the redhead was definitively unhappy about it. Locke got to do all this cool stuff when all he could do was "babysit" Ansem !
Ansem, talking about him, muttered something like "heaven, kill me now" at the ongoing ranting before having enough and sillently escaping to the attic with Shadow to read some more. He had read all the books there, but ANYTHING was better than THIS.
"I can just come with you guys ! Come on, im bored stiff !"
What ? Bringing your little brother along with SCHOOL FRIENDS ?!? ******** NO.
"No one will know you here !" Locke muttered, flinging his bag on his back. "Stop acting like it's a tragedy, man ! You have friends too, do something with em !" And he was out the door before the redhead could answer.
"...But I havn't seen any of them in so long..." Since he'd grown, even. He just seemed to have horrible timing...
Sighing to himself, he left to his room.
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2006 11:57 am
((September 26))
Axl angsting at being alone.
Locke angsting over his girlfriend.
Someone shoot me. Now. Or allow me to perma-move in the bloody attic until the wave of OMGANGSTWOOOEEEE is over.
Augh. Freaking hormonal teens.
Nothing else, really... I just seriously need new books. I think ill just sneak out one night and go buy some.
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2006 11:58 am
((October 03))
Axl had decided that, while the idea of a treehouse was a good one... he would need some help.
Therefore, he told Locke about it. The blonde liked the idea, and said he would handle in interior... whatever the hell that had meant.
Ansem, of course, didn't care too much, but knew just too well what "handeling the interior" meant, when it came from a kleptomaniac. Trouble. Trouble was nice, but not when it was too close to HIM.
And seeing the two figure out how the hell to do this, and in which tree, was simpely hillarous. He acted like he wasn't listening, reading a book in the shade of one tree, with Shadow, the heartless, popping out to scare the s**t out of the two teens every now and then. He claimed he had nothing to do with it, but whoever didn't knew better... was quite stupid.
And god, those two could b***h when they wanted to. Sometimes they where worst than WOMEN, holy hell. Ansem barely caught something about the direction of the wind.... psh.
He sent out Shadow again in hope to get them into another track of conversation.
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2006 11:58 am
((October 11))
The days where getting colder, but the treehouse was starting to take form. The tree was far enough from the house that they could not be spied on, but close enough to get there relatively shortly, and broke into a massive fork strong enough to support much more than what was needed.
If asked, neither teens would ever admit that it was Ansem who found the spot in order to make them both shut up. >_>
At least he had gotten ton of books out of buying his sillence, which suited the pale-haired child just fine. Heheh.
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2006 11:59 am
((October 19)) I can't believe we're still LOST in this hole !Ansem, no touching my computer.... -.-
Anyway. We're lost into this freakyass town with a ******** of pumpkins and s**t. It's scary.You're just a little baby.Oh, shut up. It's bad enough we just WOKE UP there. Did we sleepwalk ?...Sleepwalk on top of a TOWER ?!?Point. Why are we arguing tru my computer anyway ?...I dunno. Why don't you try to send a email or something ?I tried, the internet won't work....
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2006 12:00 pm
((November 5))
Whoever did this to me is dead. So freaking DEAD that they will die before hitting the god damn ground.
Still trying to get all this retarded blonde out of my hairs. Augh. AUGH.
And robot boy laughs one more time, and he's DEAD too.
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2006 12:01 pm
Everything was black. It was all she knew, all she remembered, and all she understood. She felt like she was falling, but it was hard to see if she definitively was or not, as the area around her was nothing but black. "Help !!!" the child cried out, extending her arms as if reaching out for something. "Mist dragon !!! Help !!!!"Far in the distance, a white form... shining in the darkness almost like hope, started to come down, answering her young misteress's call for help. But it seemed like nothing would do, and that no matter how fast he went, the dragon could not reach her... and, eventually, it's form was gone, and again, everything was black. Not knowing what to do, the child sobbed. What was going on, where had the dragon gone ? She had obiviously been trying, why couldn't she catch her ?! Closing her eyes wouldn't make much a difference... so she didn't. She felt so odd all of sudden, but couldn't quite place how, or what. She felt so wierd and... sleepy, all of sudden... "...Mother..." Was the last thing she said before her emerald eyes closed, and she felt into a deep sleep. And, in the pertubations and surprise of Halloween Town... it was there that she was found, still asleep, by a blonde boy...
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2006 12:02 pm
((November 15))
The boys where starting to wonder if the green-haired woman would ever wake up.
Zero had never said anything against her presence, visibely understanding much of what was going on without being told. That, and her absence lately...
Locke brushed a bang of blonde away from her face. She couldn't be dead, she was breathing ! Coma, maybe ? He had Axl search on the Internet, and somehow had convinced Ansem to search in books, but nothing turned up.
But then he had said something about her needing a kiss to wake up, which had sent the redhead flaring, and from the sound of it, he was still trying to commit brothercide.
He idely wondered where she came from... and if she would stay when she woke up. It would be nice... there was too many boys in there, and well, most of the girls acted like boys. Which is something he could really... only truly appreciate in his girlfriend, somehow.
Sigh... he missed Rikku. Again...
Lost in his thought, he did not notice the woman move, ever-so-slightly...
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2006 12:03 pm
((December 05))
Over a month.
Was it still possible... ?
Ansem, forever the pesimist, doubted it. The teens, however, still held on.
And their patence was rewarded.
Slowly... ever so slowly... two green eyes opened, an hand raising to sheild them form the light they where not used to anymore.
It took nothing else for the males to sprung.
"Hey ?! Are you okay ?!?"
"Do you need anything ?!"
"DOWN, both of you, you're confusing the hell out of her !"
And so they where, visibely, given the odd blink the woman gave out, however, Ansem helped her to sit.
"Now, be careful." This was a sharp contrast with how he acted with his brothers - but then the silver-haired boy was always a shade kinder with woman. "What is your name ? Do you remember... ?" He wasn't there when Locke found her, but it was safe to assume she had hit her head.
"...I am Rydia..." She said, in a voice soft and pure - yet shy and a bit frightned by the events. "Where am I ?"
"In Traverse Town." Locke seemed to have understood the best way to talk to her at the moment - Axl was very well still spazzing. "I found you laying on the ground... you where unconcious for a long time. Do you hurt in some places ?" She never looked like she had any wounds, but...
Rydia pondered this for a moment. "No... I think I am okay... Thank you."
...It all felt a bit odd.
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2006 12:03 pm
((January 10))
s**t is calming down. Finally. Thank whatever damn god actually exist and is not a figment of the human mind...
Rydia decided to stay... She's taking my old room, and im officially moving in the attic, which suits me just fine. It's calmer in here.
...Rydia, however... I dunno, it's like... Locke and Axl doesn't notice it (im not surprised - I wonder if they notice that they EXIST sometimes) but she seems to be so... so... fragile. Lost. She almost seems like a child trapped in a body too old for her.
...Ill protect her. No-one will be able to hurt her...
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2006 12:04 pm
((January 10))
...I think I am starting to be used to being here.
Granted, I don't remember much of where I came from, before Locke found me in that... coma, he said ? I just feel so... disconnected from it.
The boys have introduced me to their mother... who oddly look nothing like any of them, but I got my explaination soon afterward - none where related to her by blood.
All those children in her charge, and none her own by blood... I wonder how she feels, sometimes.
Zero is a kind, understanding woman - once you break down that wall of sarcasm and ice she built up. I am good with people like that... or so I am told. She allowed me to stay with her and my new "brothers" if I wished, and I believe I will... I do not have anywhere else to go, at any rate, and I've gotten pretty attached to them...
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2006 12:05 pm
((March 03))
Ansem was hapilly in his room - the attic of the house really, isolated and remodeled to be liveable ever since Rydia had taken his old room. He really didn't mind, actually he prefered it that way. It was more quiet.
The sound of the door opening made him jerk a bit from the sitting position he had taken to read on his bed, narrow red eyes going to glare at the intruder and to give them a piece of his mind to learn to knock, damnit... Well, until he saw green hairs and calmed down. Rydia blinked a bit.
"...Am I bothering you... ?"
"No, it's allright... But please knock next time ?
"Sorry." The green haired teen sighed a bit. "...Would you mind reading to me again ?"
Something that didn't happen often happened then - a genuine smile drew itself on Ansem's face, as he closed the science book hhe had been reading to grap a fantasy novel instead... Rydia liked those better. They had figured out she didn't know how to read... She was trully a kid stuck in a body too old for her. Every had agreed that sending her to school would probably be bad, so in between the 3 brothers, they had started to read to her and teach her how to read, write, add, and all short of things. Ansem did most of it... But it was also good to get Locke to do his homework.
"Sure, come on."
Rydia gave a little squee of happiness - the kind children gave when they had gotten exactly what the wanted - and went over to lean over his shoulder as she usually did, and he started to read out loud. If anyone outside the family actually saw him, he would probably die of embarassment.
"Once upon a time, there was a dragon..." He stopped, which meant to Rydia that he wanted her to try to pick up.
"He li... lived in a cave..."
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2006 12:06 pm
((April 25))
Yeah, yeah, it's been a long time since I wrote. Bite me.
Too many freaky s**t happened. I seriously not to repeat my stint as a woman.
...At least it was Rydia... not someone seriously messed in the head that would ******** around with my body.
...She thought I was mad at her... I don't know, im... I hate the idea that I could make her sad. Or upset. I hate it so much. Usually I don't give a s**t. But Rydia... I think she cares too much, sometimes. She has the bad habit of thinking everything can be her fault, which is.... far from true.
Hell, next to me, she's an angel.
She is learning very fast... She writes ratter well, for the level she had learnt. I must admit that I am very proud of my sister, and of the efforts she gives.
...And I never think ill'd say this, but... I guess im proud of robot boy as well. Got his a** nailed by something, yeah, but I can see it that it was for a reason. He won't say s**t, which is fine with me, but it's nice to see he can raise up and defend himself. Maybe he's not as worthless as I might have thought. That, or he's finally using his head...
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2006 12:08 pm
((April 25))
Ansem say I should write... That im good, but writing will make me better. I guess ill try.
It was so wierd, what happened not long ago... I woke up with him, but I was so wierd... I was him, and he was me. I thought he was mad at me... but he wasn't. I was so glad. I wanted to find others, but Ansem wanted to solve it on his own. I couldn't quite... just go, ill'd get lost. So I stayed with him. I can't remember how long we've been there... we where back home as suddently as we got there. It was so odd. I hope it doesn't happen again. I was very scared, even if Ansem was with me.
Axl got hurt. It make me sad. He won't talk about it... I just want him better. But the marks on his face won't go away. Maybe they never will ? That'll be horrible. He doesn't deserve this... He's nice. Locke got all worked up when he saw Axl that way. Ansem, too... in his own way. Im not sure if they realise that Ansem does care about them sometimes. He's good about not showing it I guess. I dunno why. But he's not a bad person. He wouldn't be so nice and wouldn't help me out like he does if he was a bad person.
I really wish I could help. I feel so... useless in all this. Im old enough to know how to, but somehow I can't...
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Posted: Wed Oct 11, 2006 9:05 pm
Hurrr. >_<
Reserve to remind me to post, god.
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