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 Posted: Wed Dec 06, 2006 5:53 pm
"Pills..? What pills?" He rubbed his head. "I was a raver...?" He asked, his mind already recalling a flash back of him asking someone what a raver even was... but the voice didn't seem to answer him.. the memory was too foggy for him. He whimpered softly.
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Posted: Wed Dec 06, 2006 5:57 pm
Valin looks over at the small table beside the couch that held the medicine Alice had given him to give to Sparkey. "Yeah, you were... Or at least you told me you were." He was getting really worried now, but he didn't know Alice's number to call the other for advice. "I'm throwing those damn pills away now..." He said, making a motion to stand up.
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Posted: Wed Dec 06, 2006 6:08 pm
"Raver..." He repeated to himself, pulling his legs up onto the couch and hugging his knees, trying to remember things. He did seem to get one memory back from the back of his head, and he suddenly groaned, holding his ears. "Godd.. no... Wrong memory.." He complained, liekly rememebring one of the more bad experiances of being a raver.
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Posted: Wed Dec 06, 2006 6:17 pm
Valin stands up, grabs the small bottle of pills, and heads into the kitchen with them. He looks at the bottle one last time, then takes off the top, dumping the pills down the garbage disposal and turning it on to make sure they went away. Throwing the bottle away shortly after, he walks back out and sits on the floor, setting his head in Sparkey's lap. "Feeling any better?" He asks softly, obviously worried about the other.
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Posted: Wed Dec 06, 2006 6:21 pm
"A little.. still confused... I think.. I think someone said something about this... about me forgetting stuff.. About why people care less when they're drunk.. and forget what happened when they're drunk.."
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Posted: Wed Dec 06, 2006 6:26 pm
Valin sighs, then rests his chin on Sparkey's knee. "If there's anything I can help with, let me know?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 06, 2006 6:29 pm
Sparkey nodded. "I.. I think i remember why... I.. Spent most my life on a high... now I'm not high.. I can't remember anything... because I can only remember things that I went through when I was sobre.."
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Posted: Thu Dec 07, 2006 1:04 pm
Valin blinks, taking the information in as Sparkey spoke. "The first time you lost your memory, your brother Ribbo and I found you in some fox guy's house. I don't know if you remember that..."
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Posted: Thu Dec 07, 2006 1:33 pm
"Barely... I smashed a glass.. didn't i?" He asked, lifting his glove up to look at the scars that still remained from the accident.
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Posted: Thu Dec 07, 2006 3:06 pm
Valin blinks, then nods. "Yeah, you did. Although it seemed to help bring back memories of who I and your brother were to you."
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Posted: Thu Dec 07, 2006 4:35 pm
Sparkey nodded. "Yea... The lightning stuff... I didn't realise it till recently, but it's painfull, my nerves are on high alert and really sensitive, so temperatures and small things hurt me... the pain i had in my hand likely helped me to remember somehow.." It was why he didn't have showers, only baths >>;
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Posted: Fri Dec 08, 2006 8:06 am
Valin nods his head slightly, then scoots up onto the couch next to Sparkey again. "Well, here's the cover I went looking for. Would you rather I carried you to the bathroom?" He asks, pulling bits of leaves from Sparkey's bangs with a small smile.
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Posted: Fri Dec 08, 2006 9:28 am
Sparkey shook his head, leaning against Valin again. "No it's okay... I'm too tired to do much..." He said pulling the cover so it was over them both, shutting his eyes again.
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 8:29 am
Valin just smiles and nods, snuggling Sparkey closer to him as the other's eyes closed.
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 8:46 am
Sparkey woke up god knows how long later, sprawled out on the couch with his head over hanging the the arm of it, lookin up at the ceiling. "Muwah..?" He asked, rubbing his head and sitting up, looking around at where he was. he had had a rough sleep.
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