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Posted: Sun Jan 16, 2005 4:13 pm
Tsurai began looking up at the sky for a while, mind wandering off with the amount of poisionous gases in the air. Or, he assumed they were poisonous, since they were so colorful.
".. When do you think we'll get to that place...?" he said quietly, about a half hour later.
[[Har! We did it again! Who's carrying the duffel bag os supplies, Naner?]]
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2005 2:51 am
Isiah had been enjoying the silence that had been provided. "I dunno.." He scratched the back of his head, turning to walk backwards to try and estimate how far they had gone. "Uhh.." He turned back around. "Tomorrow morning, I guess. If we're lucky."
[[Tsurai's got it. D:]]
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2005 8:49 am
Tsurai adjusted the duffel bag so it was atop his shoulders, and he could lean his head against it.
He closed his eyes and replied, "That with or without sleep, ya boring b*****d?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2005 10:26 pm
He rolled his eyes, snorting, folding his hands behind his head. "Without. Think you can handle it, p***y boy?" He winked. "You want me to carry that duffle?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 21, 2005 8:49 am
He took off the bag and tossed it at Isiah. "I'll give it to ya cause I know when I can use people." He gave a smirk, and kept walking, back to Isiah.
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Posted: Fri Jan 21, 2005 1:53 pm
He rolled his eyes, slinging the duffle bag over one shoulder. "Don't think too highly of yourself, kiddo." He yawned into his fist, boots crunching along dead grass.
He bit his lip hard- the taste of blood would ward off the nicotine urge for now- sucking his bottom lip, eyes contorted in pain.
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Posted: Fri Jan 21, 2005 5:31 pm
[[Meh! I can't reply to that! Time lapse! D< ]]
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2005 11:37 pm
[[Feh, makin' me do it. ]]
The rest of the night was spent trudging along- the sun rose with still no sight of the town Isiah had hoped for. Tired and hungry, Isiah sighed, dropping the duffelbag on the ground before setting himself down hard on his haunches.
"To ******** with this. Gimme a half hour." He lay down, laying his forearm over his eyes to block out the approaching sun.
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2005 11:06 am
Tsurai was walking, half asleep. When Isiah stopped, Tsurai turned around.
Tsurai yawned, his whole body shaking. "Now wouldn't be a good time to say 'I told you so', would it? Being as... I said you had no idea where you were going. Ugh..."
Tsurai collapsed onto his knees and crawled over to the duffel bag. He began to unzip it while he asked, "What's in here..?"
Briefly, he thought about spending the night inside the thing, with the coat. Even though the sun was now rising, he was still freezing.
Tsurai started looking through the things in the bag for something that might keep him warm, mumbling something about hwo he can't sleep because he's "so ******** cold".
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Posted: Thu Jan 27, 2005 11:16 am
Isiah rolled his eyes, grabbing Tsurai by the back of his collar, thumping him down close beside him. "Don't get too comfortable. If I didn't think you'd freeze I wouldn't letcha share my body heat."
Isiah wasn't exactly snuggly but he was warmer than cold bare ground. "Stop whining.." He yawned, shaking it out.
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2005 10:22 am
When Tsurai was grabbed, he immediately called out, "Hey! What're you--?!"
But then he was placed beside Isiah, and shut up. He copied Isiah's yaw and leaned against the man.
"God, you're warm.." he mumbled, pulling his arms inside his jacket and closing his eyes as he stopped shivering.
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 10:37 pm
Isiah rolled his eyes. "That'd be the Irish blood. Be even warmer if I had some liquor." His eyes rolled shut, falling into a fitful sleep.
He woke several hours later, thoroughly baked by the piercing rays of noon-day sun. The front side of him- what wasn't shielded by Tsurai's sleeping form, anyway- was a deep pink. He hissed with pain, gritting his teeth. He wasn't quite ready to open his eyes against the light.. He shook Tsurai gently, a thick hand on the boy's shoulder. "You awake?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2005 2:29 pm
[[You finally made it! Sorry for my laggage.]]
Tsurai, once shaken, tried to grab Isiah when his eyes opened, but realized his arms were inside the jacket.
He fussed with it rather humorously, finally thrashing it off, and then frowning in embarrassment, crossed his arms over his bare chest and looked away.
A few seconds passed before Tsurai fell onto Isiah again, yawning. "Whatever it is, it can wait," he grumbled.
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2005 7:35 pm
Isiah hissed with pain as Tsurai lay his head back down on burnt flesh. He sat up with a jolt, sending the boy's head into his lap... accidentally. "Damn, boy, watch it.."
He squinted against harsh light. "We sit here too long, we'll cook. Get up."
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2005 8:16 am
Tsurai brought his head up just milimeters away from the crouch-shot. He glared at Isiah, scratching his head. "What was that-- Oh."
The boy saw Isiah's sunburns and couldn't help but laugh. Tsurai lived in a place where the sun was hot and the UV Rays were worse. It was a miracle he hadn't gotten skin cancer, but what was great about being him was he almost never got sunburn.
He didn't remember how it felt to have sunburn, so he thought it was a pretty minute thing, and for someone like Isiah to be complaining about it- when he seemed so strong- was just funny.
"Cooked? Here?" Tsurai chuckled and took off Isiah's coat as he stood up, chucking the cloth on Isiah's lap.
"You need this more than I do."
The eighteen year old looked to the duffelbag, his stomach growling. going to his knees, he opened up the bag and started looking for something to eat, still lightly chuckling to himself about Isiah's misfortune.
[[FATE's back up. Want to go in her thread? I meant to catch you over IM and ask, but you're never around. D: ]]
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