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 Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2006 11:31 am
Tatsumi turned to look at Chiyoko. His lips twitched slightly to form a half-smile. Hey...do you want to go somewhere? he asked, feeling uncomfortable in the cemetary to talk about himself, let alone talk at all, lest he disturb the dead.
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Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2006 4:48 pm
Chiyoko nodded slowly at first, but then quicker. She looked at Tatsumi with a warm smile before standing up, reaching out a hand to help him to his own feet. I would like that very much, she began lowly. Where shall we go? The cemetary was the first place I came, so I have no idea what else is around here.
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Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2006 6:58 pm
I've been to the coffeeshop, and the local bar... Tatsumi said, tilting his head to Chiyoko as he took her hand, standing up. But I'm not sure about either of those places at the time being... I... am actually, he started, looking down with shifty eyes, I'm actually kind of hungry. Would you like to go get something to eat?
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Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2006 7:48 pm
Chiyoko's eyes sparkled as she blushed slightly. Like...a date? she asked childishly. I would love to go get something to eat. Food is nice, and I'm sure food with you is even better. She wrapped her arms around herself, shivering. Hopefully wherever we go is a bit warmer, she laughed softly.
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Posted: Fri Jul 28, 2006 12:41 pm
Alright, let's go then, Tatsumi said, smiling faintly as he pulled his hat down lower.
((I'll post now!))
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Posted: Fri Jul 28, 2006 6:58 pm
hopping up on the fence to the cemetary harley sat on the wall for a moment looking out over teh darkness and fog before slipping down silently, after collecting himself again he began wondering along what he assumed to be the warm path examining the area ah, the peice that silence brings...honestly i don't know why my sisters hate it so... he laughed to himself as he lent agenst one of the tombstone's and with a sigh reached in to his pocket pulling out a solid silver harmonica as he began to play a soft slow tune
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Posted: Sun Jul 30, 2006 9:59 am
Enjoying the silence that being alown brought to him harley lent agenst that stone and continued to play his song that really didn't seem to have any perticular tune to it and yet as one would listen the could sense the passion for his actions from the very notes themselfs. and so softly he played and softly did the dead leaves on the tree's dance to his moodnight sarinade.
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Posted: Sun Jul 30, 2006 10:25 am
playing afew finishary notes from the harmonica he brought the silence ever presant in the cemetary back to full life as he removes the instument from his lips and turned his head to face the source of the voice excuse me, i maynot have been here very long but i happen to know they normally only give dead people entire cemetary's to themselfs...so what exactly makes you think i'm not every bit as intitled to be here as you are? he spoke softly standing up of the stone placing his instument in his pocket and approching with eregent caution
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Posted: Sun Jul 30, 2006 10:36 am
cocking a brow at the now clearly out of her element little princess he has come across harley smirked Logistically do you realize how impossible it is for the dead to rise, let alone maintain exsistance?
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Posted: Sun Jul 30, 2006 10:44 am
lowering his brow at her in a discouraging manner he slipped his hands in to his pockets attempting to look as though her actiosn did not concern him maybe off in your little world, but in the world of science and reality there are logical limitations...you'll find that out eventually, as i did. he said locking eyes with er for a moment to give her a glimps in to his soul which was a dark and stormy place
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