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 Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 4:50 pm
Takara's filled her eyes. "I didn't think it would hurt anything!" she cried, suddenly. "I was just so hungry. I hadn't eaten in days, because the money from my last job ran out. It's so hard to get odd jobs when you're a girl, and I didn't want to be a whore! He had so many apples, I didn't think he would miss one! So I took it! I wasn't thinking straight! Please believe me!" She broke down into tears at the end. It seemed like she had been waiting a long time to tell that story.
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 4:53 pm
Prospekt had forsaken the pain and awkwardness and embraced Takara as best he could. Pain shot through him from the movement, but he ignored it as best he could. "It's alright." He whispered to Takara.
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 4:55 pm
"i just didn't want to turn tricks, is that so wrong!" Takara cried. "Please don't hate me. Please don't make me go!" She rocked back and forth as she hid her face in her hands.
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 4:58 pm
"I understand. Prospekt said quietly. "And you never have to, you can stay here. Forever if you want." He offered.
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 5:00 pm
Takara glanced over to him, still sobbing violently. She wanted to see if he was sincere.
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 5:03 pm
Prospekt let go of the embrace as the pain became unbearable. He was visibly in pain. He smiled though, and pushed the hair out of Takara's eyes.
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 5:05 pm
"I'm hurting you!" Takara cried and she swiftly ran away from him, so it would stop.
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 5:07 pm
[[is the running like out of the room or just to the other side of the room?]]
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 5:08 pm
((running out of the room))
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 5:12 pm
[[Ok]]
"Takara!" Prospekt called out to her. He tried to stand, but felt the pain. He tried again and forced himself up. He realized that he wasn't wearing pants, but decided that his undergarments were not offensive enough to make a difference. He moved slowly to the door frame. "Takara?" He asked to find her.
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 5:14 pm
Takara had run into her room and was curled up in the corner. No one would ever understand her, because there was nothing to understand. She was just rotten to the core, that was all there was.
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 5:16 pm
Prospekt could hear Takara's sobbing, and followed them to her room. He leaned on the doorway to support himself. He was daftly tired and in pain. "Takara..." he said.
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 5:18 pm
"I'm sorry," Takara sobbed, not moving or looking up from where she was.
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 5:19 pm
"For what?" Prospekt inquired. He grunted as he shifted his weight.
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 5:21 pm
"I caused you pain," Takara replied.
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