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 Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2008 7:57 pm
*As I jog up the street a giant spike of ice sprouts up out of nowhere and I all but run head on into it. I hear "Consider yourself lucky" being hollered from the building. I simply smile a bit and carve a message in the spike; "LUCKY IS MY MIDDLE NAME!" and continue up the road bu this time a little more carefully, watching for ice spike or whatever those crazy gals might throw or make-appear-out of-nowhere at me.*
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Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2008 11:15 pm
Jean-Claude jumps up with a start and pain rockets through his body. He holds back a scream and reach around for his gun. Jean finally grabs hold of it and picks it up off the table in the room and get ready to blow that Greaser's brains out. 'Wait a minute. table? room? where the hell am I?' Jean stumbles over to the door of the small room and opens it slowly. outside are rows of doors going on forever. 'Sigrid's building.' He knows his way around well enough to find her office and quickly enters the room.
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Posted: Wed Apr 30, 2008 10:06 am
Chi was a bit unsure of what Sigrid said but that feeling went away as Jean-Claude entered the room.
"Jean!" Chi happily cried as she went over to him.
"You ok? It felt like you were a goner for a split second there!"
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Posted: Wed Apr 30, 2008 2:09 pm
"It's good to see you well, Jean. Would you like to join us for tea?" Sigrid smiled, unlike her previous attitude towards him.
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Posted: Wed Apr 30, 2008 5:15 pm
Jean lets out a grunt and reaches inside his jacket and pulled a small, silver flask only to find it dented so badly that it had broken open, letting a small trickle of clear, white liquid spill to the floor. "That son of a b***h," He grumbled as he walked straight past Chi toward the window, "Where did that punk go?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 30, 2008 6:17 pm
Chi suddenly felt worried.
"J-Jean, you should get some rest! You shouldn't be in this condition! What would happen if the Greasers jump us and you're out of it!...You are the oldest..."
Wait, since when did Chi worried about Greasers attacking?
What did I just say?...Right, now I'M out of it.
Chi looked down.
"That kid went down the road. He's far off, I bet he's back in his territory..."
Chi thought that might stop Jean...but she wondered about the broken flask.
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Posted: Wed Apr 30, 2008 9:24 pm
Jean-Claude glared back at her, rage still flaming in his eyes. "I'm great!" he shouts, "Never been ******** better. I was just humiliated in front of practically ALL of the others by that.... that incolent brat!" Jean pounds the window with his fist, causing a large crack to stretch about a foot up and down from his fist. Taking several deep breaths, Jean calms himself to an extent. "But next time I see that grease-ball, it'll be the last time anyone sees him. Even if I have to kill every last one of them as well, he'll pay."
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2008 3:21 am
Chi closed her eyes as he screamed, she wasn't very used to anger in others. Even though she sometimes gets the worst of it. She suddenly got tears, she wanted to wipe them off but her body wouldn't move.
"Don't take it too hard..."
Chi said in a quiet mutter, she got control of her body and walked out of the room. Realizing she never said bye to Sigrid.
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2008 8:23 am
"Well, then. You may go if you wish now Jean Claude." Sigrid stood up and walked out of the room. Soon after the maid had cleaned it of everything, moving past him and took in the window. Soon after she left and the room was in utter silence.
Sigrid entered her room, locked it, and looked at the large gash in the the wall. After a moment she closed her eyes and her body began to glow as she removed her shirt, her scar glowing faintly. "So I was right, it is getting close. That greaser who did this to me..." Her hands covered the scar as she looked in her mind. Soon the room was cut off from the rest of the world to her, and she walked towards her bed, covering herself with her blanket as she dreamed.
"So let's see... a few more drops of blood." A younger girl that looked like Sigrid commented. "Come on, you don't do anything but sit there." However, the other person looked like her more. Someone with a blank expression. "Say something! You're supposed to be my spirit guardian, right?"
"Only until you choose your path."
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2008 9:46 am
Chi went back to her house. Right now the only place she CAN go to. As she entered the home, she felt that something wasn't right. Her mom quickly ran up to her.
"Sweetie, I want you to go up into your room and just sutdy ok?"
Chi grew puzzled,
"Why?"
"Just go now!"
Chi then started up the stairs. A certain smell caught her, it smelled like ciggarets.
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2008 4:16 pm
After a minute of staring out the window, Jean-Claude stalked out of Sigrid's building, shoving any maids or butlers that got in his way into the wall. Once outside he pulled out a pack of cigarettes and his lighter and lit his smoke. He walked aimlessly through Soc turf puffing his cig and looking for a rumble to blow off some steam.
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2008 4:58 pm
The smell of smoke made Chi a bit dizzy, she went into a different room and opened a window. Outside she saw her mom, then soon her dad. They both started yelling at each other, fighting was common for them. Chis dad looked different, then the conclusion came to her. Her father was drunk, her mom got angry at him and now they're fighting. She then soon closed the window and hoped things would be over soon. She went outside once again unsure of where to go. Soon a scream was heard and Chi looked, her father, still drunk, took out a gun and aimed it at his wife.
"Wait! Dad! Don't!!" Chi cried as she ran to the two. Ignoring her cries, the father shot the mother and she fell to the ground. The gun shot made a loud noise and echoed. Chi stood there frozen, scared, sobbing.
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2008 5:32 pm
A the loud and familiar sound of a gunshot makes Jean-Claude instinctively duck and in the process, drop his cigarette. He looks around and realizes he's outside Chi's house and the bang came from her backyard. He snuffed out his smoke and vaulted over the tall fence into her yard. Jean quickly recovers from his rather rough and rushed landing and looks up. Chi's mother is dead on the ground and her father has a smoking gun in his hand. Jean pulls out his own gun, pulls back the hammer and points it at Chi's father. "Drop the gun you son of a b***h!"
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2008 5:49 pm
Chi was able to turn around and see Jean-Claude with his gun. Tears came into her eyes. Chis father looked at the boy,
"Hmph, you're a waste..."
He gave a attempted shot but he missed far off due to his poor sight and almost got Chi. She fell to the ground wondering if she got hit or not.
"Dad please stop!!" Chi cried, but the father only continued shooting and missing, once only centimeters away from Chis arm.
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2008 8:10 pm
The drunken old man began to fire his gun. His aim was horrible but he was almost hitting Chi! Jean-Claude leaped in front of Chi and fire off three quick shots; one hitting Chi's father's gun, sending it flying. The other 2 hit his left calf and right knee sending the old man toppling to the ground, defenseless. But Jean still wasn't quick enough. One lucky shot had landed its mark, ripping into Jean's side and out the other side of his body, striking the fence behind. Jean staggered back into Chi, crying out in pain.
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