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 Posted: Tue May 03, 2005 3:24 pm
*she sighs and looks at him.* Well the only thing I can think of is be there when she needs you, sometimes to know someone is there to go to will make one stronger than anyone would think. *she looked at him, feeling slighlty bad.* you tried to help didn't you? Maybe there's something you haven't seen at all, a way to help?
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Posted: Tue May 03, 2005 3:38 pm
"That's so easy to say, but it's harder to do. I'm not the right kind of person to do it. I'm so screwed up myself, I need someone to take care of me, first. What if I do something wrong and screw it all up? Trying isn't good enough. Trying doesn't save anyone from misery unless I succeed. And I didn't."
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Posted: Tue May 03, 2005 3:41 pm
*Lp got up and moved so she was at his head and she move his hair to the side and sighed, looking at him. This was the frist she'd ever seen him depressed like this.* Look I know it's hard, but it takes some time to save anyone. Maybe I could help? I know it's hard to fail but sometimes it takes more than one try. Just because something is screwed up doesn't mean it won't turn out right.
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Posted: Tue May 03, 2005 4:01 pm
Naraka doesn't reject her physical demonstration. He just brings his hands from his face and stares at the floor, hardly aware that he's started crying. Tears always come so easily when he's plastered. "I know... I know it does. But in the meantime, we have to sit and watch. I wish you could help. I don't know how. "
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Posted: Tue May 03, 2005 4:06 pm
*she nods softly and looks at him carefully wiping a tear. She's not one normally to try and offer some sort of soothing effort.* Aww comeon now. I bet there's something we can do. It can't all be horrible like you say. Maybe what the problem needs is a crazy ex-demon with whale of tales to be told. I'm sure that there might be a solution in one of my books at home. I've got all kinds of tales in them. Just kinda randomly picked up along my way. The wrost possible anwser from even a magic eight ball is sorry try again.
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Posted: Tue May 03, 2005 4:11 pm
"The worst possible answer is 'no'," he replies bitterly. "If you can find anything in your books that would be helpful, by all means, but this is the kind of situation where brutality and force is not in order. Iden doesn't want to hurt or get rid of her tormentor. That's the problem. The only thing we can do is try to change him and that's near impossible, by the looks of it."
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Posted: Tue May 03, 2005 4:16 pm
Is it? *she looked at him with a sort of sneaky look* you talk like this him is a plauge to human kind. My dear everything can be changed it just takes the right know how. And the right crazy b*****d with pleanty of books and potions and what not. Thou potions are hardly ever the answer for anything good. *she pondered* there's a no in an magic eight ball? I never got it. It's always sorry try again. ^^;
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Posted: Tue May 03, 2005 4:43 pm
"Yes, there is," he answers unhappily. "A big, fat 'no!'. Or something like it. Anyway, I don't know if potions could help. I don't know what could help. I'm afraid to try. If I try too hard, he might decide to hurt her more, or maybe even kill her. And it's not just me. Half the world considers this him a plague to human kind. "
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Posted: Tue May 03, 2005 5:06 pm
*she looked at him and shook her head* ahhh so he is a plague... If I was still the demon I use to be i'd like to meet him. Thou he'd most likely find me funny or something stuipd like that. *she pondered sitting on the floor thinking* wonder if he could find something else to chanell some stuff off to maybe he wouldn't be so plague ful?
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Posted: Tue May 03, 2005 5:20 pm
"No... I don't know. I've already wracked my brain. It's no good." Feeling particularly awful now, he picks up his bottle and takes a huge, long draught. "Ugh! Brrrr!" He shudders as the liquid fire runs down his throat. "Mmmf.... I don't know.. I just don't know."
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Posted: Tue May 03, 2005 5:23 pm
*she sighs and shakes her head* Well that won't help.... it'll only make you more drunk. *she looks at the bottle shaking her head* I'm sure there's got to be something.... or someone to ask. *she drums her fingers on the floor* if I could meet him, maybe I could be of more help.
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Posted: Tue May 03, 2005 5:28 pm
"No," he says bitterly. "It wouldn't. And you really shouldn't. Look, let's not talk about this. It makes me sick. I just want to forget. There's nothing I can do, so I should just forget." He takes another drink, despite her clever observation that is will make him even less coherant.
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Posted: Tue May 03, 2005 5:31 pm
*she heaves a sigh, and looks at bottle* okie if you want to stop talking about we shall. *she looks at him* Do you want me to take that bottle away from you? *she sits there looking at him*
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Posted: Tue May 03, 2005 5:50 pm
"Go ahead and try!" he mutters, swinging the bottle away from her but only succeeding in pouring half of it out onto the floor and onto himself. "Augh! Alright, you can have it if you want." He hands it over and begins to suck the liquid out of his sleeve.
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Posted: Tue May 03, 2005 5:53 pm
*she sighs and takes the bottle sitting it behind her shaking her head* Told you it wasn't good for you. *she traced something in the liquid on the floor out of boredom.*
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