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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 6:11 pm
"An' this pretty lass strung 'im along. She was in the same business as he, somewha'- me boss' daughter, actually. Which was all fine an' good, cept fer when she talked me into shootin' him."
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 6:13 pm
Her breathing stopped for a moment, and she simply stared in disbelief. "Why?" She finally croaked out dumbly.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 6:16 pm
"Power? Money? I don' rightly know. Was too doped up a' tha' time t'remember clearly," He shifted back, lips pursed over his psudo-beak, his eyes distant. "I though' she was gonna' marry me, an' then I find meself here. Funny story, aint it?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 6:18 pm
"Not really..." She had to hold back a few quips about how this only helped her case for how drugs were bad, but she didn't really want to get into another arguement.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 6:20 pm
"So I've come clean. Tha's me backstory in a nutshell. Wha's yer's?" He raised his brows at her curiosly. "Unless ye'd like me t'get into more detail on th'adventures o' human William Woodrow?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 9:36 pm
"More adventures sounds great," she replied almost immediately. Anything to keep her from having to tell him about Aaron.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 9:40 pm
He gave a nervious sniff, sitting back in the tub more comfortably, "Alrigh', but when I'm done, it'll be yer turn. An' I'mlayin' me heart out here."
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 9:42 pm
Antony simply looked at him, making the smallest nod possible. Maybe he'd miss it?
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 9:54 pm
"So's she talked me into murderin' her father. I don' remember it clearly, bu'I do remember promises o' lots o' sex an' money and more blow'n I'd know wha' t'do wit'. S'where I got me last stash- a' least tha' was th'tail end o' it," He continued conversationally.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 9:56 pm
The squirrel woman watched intently, rather interested in the story now that she was out of the spotlight for the time being.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 10:04 pm
He looked thoughtfull. He had leaked bits of the story out to people over his time on the island, but had never really thought about it flatly and coherently befor, let alone completely sober. "I remember... her... I remember... her promisin' me t'ings... she smelled so good..." He gave a sigh, sinking lower in the water, "Then I remember th'lads all comin' in an'... th'blood was everywhere an'... I could'n remember..." He gave a hiss, shaking his head as he suddenly rubbed his face with a tentacle, "Wha' aboo' you, then?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 10:20 pm
The last thing she wanted to do was tell that story again, or ever think of it again for the rest of her life. The prospect of it being 'her turn' made her sick and caused the woman to be overcome with the sudden urge to flee, or become angry with a few added emotional ******** it.
A hand ran over her face and was soon joined by the other one. "Fell for the guy who popped my cherry when I was a freshman in High School. He was older, I was rebellious. I was stupid and thought I was in love and he loved me, but one day I wasn't in the mood... Then the abuse started..."
She trailed off, her face still covered and her voice both muffled and weak.
"It was either say no and be beaten or just take it, regardless of if I wanted it or not. I got pregnant, told him, and after he was finished being angry, I miscarried. But it was 'love' that kept me there, and so it wasn't long before I had to have an abortion... He didn't like condoms and I was terrified..."
Antony opened her mouth to say something else, but simply made a choking noise and continued to hide her face in her hands. Why did she have to always cry still when it was over ten years since?
Because she was weak.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 10:23 pm
"Sounds li' an a*****e," He replied simply. She put it simply and matter-of-fact, so was his reply. His own mind was still caught up in the details of his own past, selfishly. Hoe else could he respond, though? Oh, you poor baby, come here and let me make it all better? She didn't want that.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 10:25 pm
"Love makes you blind... So I don't deal with it," she said sharply, wiping her face as dry as possible before staring at the wall across from her. "It's easier to just have friends and then friends with good sex." It was supposed to be a simple path for her.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 10:27 pm
"I don' agree," He replied, "IF'n they're beatin' y'and makin' y'kill yer own babies, there's somethin' wrong. Ye were stupid, tha's all it was to it. Stop blamin' th'relationships an' take responcibility fer no' takin' control o' yer own life," He grunted, shifting in the water.
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