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Leprechaun and the Voices
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 Posted: Fri Nov 14, 2008 4:14 pm
Mephlius rolled his eyes. "You do worry too much, Am..."
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Posted: Fri Nov 14, 2008 6:10 pm
"Yes...I admit that I worry too much." Amnity looked back over to him with a grin. "But that's either because you've done something really irresponsible and stupid that jeopardized both of our lives, or you get seriously injured." She paused. "Both of which happen in a regular basis."
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Leprechaun and the Voices
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Posted: Fri Nov 14, 2008 6:16 pm
"That's not true. You're the one usually in the hospital. I've only been there twice, because of that silver nitrate bullet, and that time we both got shot. You're the one with lung problems and heart problems. You're the one being shot because I told you to run, and you didn't. You're the one being sniped while I'm trying to prank you into giving me CPR." Mephlius grinned. "I'm the one getting hurt emotionally... you're the one being hospitalized."
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Posted: Fri Nov 14, 2008 6:58 pm
Amnity felt bad now. She knew that she was always hospitalized, and she could care less if she gets 7 times and lives. But Mephlius did. She would say something about 'well you should have been doing your job and keeping me from the hospital' but that may make him feel even more hurt. "Mephlius...I'm sorry."
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Leprechaun and the Voices
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Posted: Fri Nov 14, 2008 7:01 pm
Mephlius frowned. "Not for a second. Don't you dare take blame for this one." He wrapped his arms around her, and pulled her in for a hug.
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Posted: Fri Nov 14, 2008 7:53 pm
"For hurting you emotionally?" Amnity asked staying close. "That's my fault. Don't say it isn't when you know it was."
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Leprechaun and the Voices
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Posted: Fri Nov 14, 2008 8:28 pm
"It isn't. It's not your fault you got sniped... or that you have health problems. That's all just bad luck." Mephlius squeezed her a bit tighter. "But that stunt you pulled against Alasdair... that one was your fault."
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Posted: Fri Nov 14, 2008 8:43 pm
Amnity thought about it for a moment and grinned. "Yeah...I won't say that I regret doing that, but I will admit that that was my fault completely."
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Leprechaun and the Voices
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Posted: Sat Nov 15, 2008 6:04 pm
Psychedelic...
I think I know, I mean I "Yes" but it's all wrong...
[:.______________________________________/
Mephlius smirked, and pulled away. "Agreed." As if on cue to interrupt the moment, his phone buzzed quietly in his pocket. Mephlius pulled it out, opened it, and put it to his ear. "Hello?" There was an excited reply. "Okay, okay. Alright. I'll be right there. Yeah. You too, Mom." Mephlius turned to Amnity. "Mom just arrived."
/_____________________________________.:]
... that is I think I disagree.
...ciledehcysP
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Posted: Sat Nov 15, 2008 6:35 pm
Amnity had a shocked expression on her face, then she smiled. "Wow....Well, what are we waiting for? I want to go see her!" She suddenly felt nervous and dizzy. "....Hey, do you have a paper bag I can breathe into?"
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Leprechaun and the Voices
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Posted: Sat Nov 15, 2008 6:42 pm
Psychedelic...
I think I know, I mean I "Yes" but it's all wrong...
[:.______________________________________/
Mephlius smiled. "Sorry... no." He clasped her hand in his. "Come on, you'll be fine." Before she could protest, he was leading her out of the cathedral.
/_____________________________________.:]
... that is I think I disagree.
...ciledehcysP
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Posted: Sat Nov 15, 2008 6:50 pm
"Meeting my future mother in law for the first time, I'm not sure..." Amnity still felt nervous. As they left she said a quiet prayer to herself...Praying that she won't ******** up too badly.
((Exit))
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Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2009 10:08 pm
Eden treaded into the cathedral and though she was filled with a number of negative emotions that consisted of but were not limited to desperation, depression, anger, hatred and pain she was respectful when entering. She assured to open the door subtlely and her boots were not making the obnoxious clanging they usually did when she walked in them, instead only the heels of her boots could be heard as she walked toward the pews. Her expression was devoid of any emotions, the struggle was inside her and yet it did not show on the outside as she did not wish to show such a face in the cathedral and in the eyes of the Lord.
With her heavy heart she managed to reach the pews and pulled down the little step so that she could kneel on it and begin her prayers. She clasped her hands together so tightly that she was drawing back the skin on her knuckles so that the bone was showing more than the skin. She decided to pray for her kid to remain safe, for the strength to continue on and be a good mother that didn't fail at life. Perhaps her life was ******** but that didn't mean that her kid's life had to be. She could protect them from potential harm but of course she knew she'd also have to let the kid explore and learn from their mistakes too. Things were indeed going to be complicated but she didn't consider that, only prayed.
She prayed for her brothers, for them to return. For their wife and fiance, Lydia and Kerrigan ... For all those that'd suffered in the hunters and for all those that she'd vanquished. She prayed long and she prayed hard, for everyone she could remember to pray for, even for those that'd stabbed her in the back. She wasn't going to be a cruel person beacuse they'd treated her badly, she was going to rise above that and be stronger and better than them.
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2009 2:36 pm
Meredith decided that she was through with praying and while it made her feel better she knew that there were other things that would make her feel better (at least temporarily) too. Unfortunately with a baby in the picture she wasn't even going to go near a joint or some acid and she definitely wasn't going to drink any alcohol either. She was completely forbidden from substances at the point in her life where she needed them the most. This sucked horribly because she couldn't even smoke a cigarette either because she didn't want to expose her baby to any smoke either. Cigs calmed her down and now that she wasn't allowed to have them she was suffering from her extensive cravings for them.
She decided that thinking about smoking a cigarette, getting some acid or drinking some alcohol probably weren't the best thoughts to have in front of the lord so she decided she was going to go to book it before she felt started feeling worse because even when she was in the house of God she couldn't figure out what direction to go in. Lost. That was what she was, hopelessly, completely and utterly lost. Perhaps there were worse things but at least she had a kid that was keeping her in line for the most part. However, after her kid grew up she had no clue what she was going to do with her life.
|| Exit: ??? ||
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Posted: Thu Mar 12, 2009 2:24 am
Within the basement of the great cathedral there was a sudden void in which appeared a girl.
Cynthia was dirty and bleeding from her back. A poor girl shivering and cuddled up in the fetal position. It was horrible, her mind was in shock. Something had hurt her again. Why? Oh why was this happening to her? It was horrible, horrible.
The beautiful girl shook as tears began creeping down her eyes as her back slowly stopped bleeding. Her mind was broken when she had been slashed. Now the happy girl had been reduced to a traumatized child, same as when her angel had found her.
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