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 Posted: Sat Mar 14, 2009 9:54 pm
Steffon walked into the cathedral. 'Um...' His ears pricked up as he heard someone crying. This was most likely who he was suppose to comfort. He headed towards it and saw a trembling girl. He padded quietly over to her and asked,'Are you okay? Wait, stupid question. What can I do to help you?' He nudgd his nose to her face and gave her a comforting lick.
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Posted: Sat Mar 14, 2009 10:10 pm
Cynthia jerked back away from the wolf, reopening the wound on her back in the process. She shivered and stared at the animal with tears welling in her eyes. What was going on? There was a dog here... no, that couldn't have happened. "Go..." she muttered, pushing her hand at the furry creature to make it leave.
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 1:40 pm
Steffon only let himself move back as far as her weakened push made him. Pausing for a moment to study the girl before going over and gently licking her wound. He said to her,'You shouldn't have done that. You only cause yourself more pain....I'm only here to help you.'
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 7:17 pm
Cynthia Jerked away from the wolf at first but then softened. As the wolf licked her she finally broke out into new tears. "Why do people keep hurting me doggie?" she asked, not really realizing that the Lycan was speaking to her. "I don't want to be hurt anymore... I want to get away"
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 7:26 pm
Steffon responded his tongue rasping over the wound,' Get away from fighting and the hurt? I think the only way to do that is to die. Now to avoid it while still being part of the moving, is to grow strong and fast. That is what I had to do.'
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 8:00 pm
The poor traumatized girl wrapped her arms around the wolfs neck and buried her face in it's fur. "I'm just so useless... Everyones using me and I don't do them any good and it hurts so much..." Cynthia was in a state of regression, back partly before she had been bleeding and dying in an alleyway. Before her angel found her. It was horrible being back where she was, the multiple scars across her wrist was a testament to how horrible things had been.
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 8:13 pm
Steffon felt connected to this girl knowing he had felt similar to this girl long ago. Before being stuck as a wolf.
'It is a horrible feeling.' Steffon agreed. 'I don't think any of that can be erased but it can be used. To get stronger, for a reason to live even.'
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 8:20 pm
Tears continued to stream into the wolfs fur as she cried and clutched the beast. "I don't want to leave here... I don't want to be hurt again... I can't run..."
Her grip was powerful, similar to a child not wanting to leave the safety of its mother. It was a kind of desperate act not found frequently in teenagers.
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 4:19 pm
Steffon stirred her hair with his breath as he huffed comfortingly,' Then we can stay here untill you wish to leave. I am in no hurry.'
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 5:07 pm
"You're such a good doggie." Cynthia muttered, cuddling the wolf with a little more enthusiasm. "I'm glad that someone nice found me when I was hiding... instead of what usually happens." She was gentle as she stroked his fur, a kind geasture. "If only you were real..."
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 5:35 pm
Steffon answered,' I am real... I am living and breathing. I am solid.' Steffon was happy he could ease the girls distress in anyway he could because she has gone though something he had and he didn't have anyone to help him through it. Not even his brother.
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 6:01 pm
She smiled kindly and kissed the wolf on the nose. "Nothing is real here though... except for me..." Cynthia licked Steffons muzzle in an almost animalistic fashion. "That way no one can hurt me."
There was a ripple in the dimensional fabric within the church, Cynthia's own abilities beginning to grow far stronger than they should be. If this kept up it would be likely that she would tear open this world within the church to someplace no one had ever been too before.
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 6:06 pm
Steffon returned the lick but looked up as he felt the ripple. He asked questionally,'Why are you doing that?'
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 6:25 pm
"Because you are being nice to me." she said, kissing the wolf and rubbing his ears as she cuddled with him. Clearly she was refering to the affection she was bestowing upon Steffon and not the strings of dimensional fabric she was tugging on subconciously. "It's how I'm suppose to act when people are nice to me."
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 6:32 pm
Steffon blinked and decided to leave the ripples alone. 'I am nice to you? Well thats good. I'm happy to be nice to you.'
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