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 Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 8:58 am
Violet finally pulled up outside Dom's house. Seeing both Richard and Dom's car she smiled and slowly walked up the path. Noticing the door was wide open she frowned, looking around her until she spotted Richard. He didn't look to good, though she had no idea why. Walking over to him she pushed her dad's car keys into her pocket before patting Richard on the back.
"Hey Angel, whats up? You look like death," she said in a friendly manner, still oblivious to the horror inside the house.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 9:16 am
Richard face turned even whiter when he heard Violet's voice. His hands suddenly started shaking as he placed both hands on her shoulders. "Violet..." his voice came weak, his eyes unable to meet hers. "Call an ambulance..." he glanced back inside the house before finally saying "Dom's dead..." His grip tightened as if telling her she shouldn't find out for herself whether it was true or not.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 9:55 am
Violets smile dropped from her face as if someone had smacked her.
"What..." she breathed, pulling away from him. Shaking her head she backed away a little, heading for the house.
"God Richard don't play pranks like that they aren't funny!" she replied, her voice unnaturally high. Before he could try to stop her she stepped into the house, stopped for a moment then backed out again quickly. Without saying anything she fumbled in her pocket for her phone, muttering over to herself,
"He could be alright, he could survive," even though it was obviously impossible. As she rang for the ambulance tears stained her cheeks.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 10:04 am
"I dont think either of us are going back to the city any time soon." Jesper said finishing his plate. He pulled out the drawer of the dishwasher and put his plate in. "I'm gonna get a shower then I need to head to the cliffs. I left some stuff up there. After that you want to go to the cafe and set up?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 10:37 am
Richard only shook his head as he slumped down beside the front door and buried his face in his hands. How could this happen? "I failed him..." he muttered between his fingers.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 10:39 am
Rosalee also finished and got up to place the plate into the dishwasher. "Sure, I don't mind. Ye need help getting any of that stuff of yuirs? Course, we're going to need to drop by my place so that I can get a change of clothes," she said, holding her arms up for emphasis that she couldn't well walk around in his shirt the rest of the day.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 10:45 am
((Is there, by ay chance, room left for another?))
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 10:56 am
((yeah theres room. It might help if you find someone to RP as your counterpart.))
"No, its just Euronymous and my biker jacket. Nothing important." He said kissing her and gripping her waist from behind. he went upstairs and kicked off his jeans and socks before stepping into the shower. He turned it down cold at first but gradually warmed it up to the point where steam was pouring from the top. He didnt feel completely clean but he did feel better for having made his peace about leaving.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 11:17 am
Rosalee pulled on her jeans at least, running her hands through her now dry hair and placing her glasses on her face. "So ye don't mind dropping by my place to get some fresh clothes, do ye?" she yelled. She pressed the button to start the dishwasher and wiped down the table with a damp rag; might as well do something while he was in the shower.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 11:18 am
Hanging up on the ambulance Violet put her phone away and crouched so she was sitting in front of Richard, her hands resting gently on his knees.
"You didn't. Don't you dare take responsibilty for something like this," she whispered softly. As she spoke she ran a hand through his soft hair, trying to get him to raise his head. She couldn't have been cheering him up much, she was barely able to talk through her chocking sobs.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 11:59 am
((heck, if the kid needs a counterpart, would it be possible for me to play 2 characters so that he'd have a go?))
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 1:01 pm
(Normally this would be the part where the thread owner would say yes, but I'm going to have to say no. nothing personal it just plays with my head when people do that.)
"Sure" Jesper said stepping out the shower. He felt better. He got changed into a clean new pair of jeans and a black tank top. It looked like it would be a warm day. He had her custom helmet under his arm and passed it to her as he unlocked the front door. "Maybe we ought to go see richard and Violet and explain what happened.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 1:12 pm
((that's fine. Didn't hurt to ask xD ))
"Thanks,' Rosalee replied, taking the helmet from him. "That'd be a good idea, since ye DO owe them an apology for being a turd nugget yesterday," she said, poking him hard in the arm. She pulled her helmet on and waited for him to get on first before taking a seat behind him.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 1:34 pm
Sititng down, Jesper pulled his keys out and started the engine. Its loud roar echoed on the street. He let Rose get on and donned his own wolfs roar design helmet. He wasnt having the trouble getting it on he did whne his hair was long. when he was sure she was on properly he rode off toawrds her house. It held memories both bad and good since her dad wasnt too keen on his daughter riding on a motorbike or sleeping in the same bed as him. still, it never bothered him cos his dad was always there for support.
((yeah, thats my car, the red devil. not too much to it still.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 2:29 pm
Rosalee wrapped her hands around his waist and rested her cheek against his back, glad to feel the familiar rush of wind around her again.
((still looks better than mine; sorry for the short post))
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