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 Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 4:35 pm
Nich didnt like this tense atmosphere. She was so much prettier when she smiled, contentedly or through laughter. He didnt particularly enjoy this seriousness, and he wasnt sure that he wanted to have to bribe his girlfriend in order for her to open up to him. She'd tell him when she felt like he should knw.
Besides that, she didnt need to know about him, or Zach. The simple fact was that Nich was an inherently lonely person, and he never really opened up to anyone. It wasnt out of fear, he wore his heart right ourt on his sleeve, but he beleived in need to know information. As a result the horrible things that he could talk about would just bohter her, and hold back her smiles even more, and she didnt need to know.
He would deal with his own problems... like always...
He slipped his right rm under hers and back up to her head... it was unomfortable, he knew very well, then he let out a low laugh, the kind that soundd like they came from him, not from somewhere else, the warm laughs. In an instand he flipped her over, looked his legs around hers, and held both her arms behind her head wth his right arm...
"Y'know shorty... I always have this option if i want information from you..."
He laughed a bit of a sadistic laugh, but it was more happy than anything. Then he slid his fingers along her pale smooth skin in her armpit, and began to tickle her.
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 10:12 pm
Reskar wandered the pathways between the many stacks of old junk. He was determined to find something to make this trip worth his time, but so far he had no luck, there was literally nothing of great value, though there was a lot of stuff that would make being stuck here comfortable.
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Posted: Mon Jun 08, 2009 5:03 am
"On the count of three...We jump.."She stared at him, raising an eye brow as he tried to tickle her. "Nich..This would be a brillant plan...If I was ticklish." she said softly. She was biting the inside of her mouth, her eye's begining to water as she held her laughter. Breathing a sigh of relife as she moved his hand away from her under arm. "If I was tickelish, that'd be an option," she grinned as she flipped him over. "Now see, I could always use sex appele on you," she grinned, leaning over, her mouth right by his neck. She pulled off. "No, really, Nich...I want to know...And I'm not sure you want to know mine..It's strange...You probably wouldn't believe me anyways."
She hung her head slightly, glancing over at him. "On the count of three, we'll both say it..." She wasn't expecting him to join in...She hoped he would though. "1...2...3" She sucked in a imense amount of air and said. "I can see and hear ghosts!" "1..2..3!" "I want you to see me, "Monica smiled as she pulled Reskar out of the crowd. Closing her eye's, she muttered something in Roman. Giving him the abilty to hear her. She smiled softly as her arm wrapped around him. What a way to make a boy go crazy?.. SHe leaned in, whispering softly in his ear, "hey, handsome.. Why are you all alone in this...Cold...Dark...House?" her hands ran up his shoulders. She wanted to see if she could scare him...Or maybe she could use him for her bidding, maybe..Maybe not..She'd have to test his obidience first.." so open your eye's."
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Posted: Mon Jun 08, 2009 7:50 am
Reskar paused as a shiver ran up his spine and down his arms, leaving him feeling cold, and his hair standing on end, It feels like I'm being hunted... But I can't tell from where... He raised his hood and changed his eyes and ears to his fox form, he slowly scanned the room with both and at one point heard the voice very softly as if it was the wind. "Hm... now where is that coming from..."
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2009 5:34 pm
[[Well I am finily back......so what have i missed]]
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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2009 4:42 am
Nich looked wide-eyed.
"You mean like on the sixth sense?!?!"
Then he thought inwardly for aminute, she would get mad at him, and he definately didnt want that. So he held her shoulders and moved out from under her
"Maddy, I have supermale sndrome which sometimes causes masocistic and sadistic schizophrenia and ementia. Sometimes its random, and sometimes its cus of stress. That dog that bit me is lucky i didnt break its neck... i wanted to, well... i didnt want to, i dont want to hurt anything, but part of me does... part of me wants to hurt everything..."
She wanted all the truth, and he was no normal kid, He spent alot of time alone, and this was the reason why, cus he was never really alone, and he had no one who he could be his regular... crazy self around.
"I even wanted to hurt you..."
He got up and aced a bit reaching for the doorknob. He put his hand on it and rested his forehead against the door. He was waiting for the appalled noise she would make before she told everyone at school, and he was forced to be alone again...
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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2009 1:28 pm
"I don't care that your diffrent,""W-well..Kinda..Yeah...But I usually relate it to Ghost Whisper..." she whispered quiettly. Watching him as he slid away. She flopped down hard on the bed, face first, getting a nice mouthfull of dust. She spit onto the floor and turned to look at him. Was he affraid to tell her? Rather them bombard him with qustions, she turned around and looked at him.
Slowly climbing off the bed, she walked over, sliding between him and the door. "Nich..." she whispered as she looked up at him. Her tiny frame being pressing agains't the door. "I don't care." she said boldly. She didn't quite comprehend what his condition was anyways.
"You hear voices, like schizofranic people...I can talk and sometimes see the dead..That doesn't bother me..You always want to hurt people, well part of you..That doesn't bother me..I know your usually side is too good to let your bad side hurt me, or anyone else. If they diesvered it, hey, I'd probably hit em' too though."
"Your secrets safe with me," she whispered in his ear as she snaked her arms around his body and pulled him closer into a hug. Not willing to let him walk away from her. "it's part of the reason I'm glad your mine." "SIlly little boy, you think your so uniquie..."Monica smiled, willingly allowing him to see her. In flashes, not fully. She wrapped her arms around him. More of a seductive, kind of, crazy, person. She'd luer him into doing her bidding? If she could that is. She offered him a croocked smile. Her teeth were perfectly stright, yes, but it was alopsided grin really. "I'm usually the thing right before your eye's...The one you pass right through...You came here to see me, right?" "Your just insane.."
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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2009 4:23 pm
Nich held his hands around herloosely. she was so close to him, he couldnt pull her closer if he tried. She was way too accepting though.
She didnt know what he'd seen. She didnt know what he'd done, she had no idea how much control he didnt have. He thought back on his life and shivered. He didnt like this closeness thing too much. He shouldnt be telling her this. No one knew, not even his best friend... who he now lived hundreds of miles away from. Nich had always been alone.Now that he had company though, he wasnt sure if he deserved it.
Then he felt it coming on again. His hands had been shaking for a minute without him noticing. A cold feeling crawled its way up across his left shoulder and into his mind. His heart quickened, and his veins bulged as his pulse radiated across his skin. His smile widened, and he knew what he had to do... and the worst part was he would enjoy it. He would show her who he was.
He stepped away from her and turned his back to her with his left palm behind his back.
"Im going to tell you a story."
His voice wasnt normal, it was entertained, pleased. it no longer held the warm qualitys but was the definition of cold, you could hear his breath in it, and it seemed as if the words themselves smiled.
"The scar in the center of my palm is from a knife. When i was 14 a kid pulled a knife on me in a bush i was taking a short-cut thorugh, and told me to give him my backpack. I told him to ******** so he cut my face. I laughed then as i slammed my hand over the knife and it stuck out my palm. i closed my fingers around his fist with the knife still through my palm and he let go of it. I pulled the knife out and tossed it in the bushes. After that though i chased him down and beat him. I laughed at his tears as i crushed every-bone in his face and broke all his fingers one at a time. I didnt want to beat him, i knew that had already happened... I wanted him to feel pain. Not even for some demented justice, i just felt like it."
He turned to her and pulled her close, seductively and brushed his lips across her neck... then whispering in her ear he asked.
"What happens if we fight? Are you ready to know that fear? are you ready to shed a tear just to slake my lust?"
He laughed at his own rhymes as he scratched himself nervously. This was the dr. hyde of his personality. One moment he was the perfect leader, the next the perfect malcontent.
His breath shuddered just then. He didnt know why he'd done that. he looked on her with horror on his face, and inifnite pain in his eyes. His mouth agape his shoulders slumped. he sunk to his knees, and his head fell forward. His hair covered his eyes, but one tear fell into the dust on the floor...
He could have cared less right then.
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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2009 8:28 pm
Reskar shook his head when he saw the glimmer of a young woman, Beautiful yes, but not there, at least, not compleately. the voice on the wind, her voice, was stronger now, but when he tried to look at her she disappeared fully. He laughed silently at what she had said, "If I could see you, then maybe." There was no reason for him to tell her why he had really come. Damn that Roshami, when I see him I'm going to kill him, there is nothing worth my time, I can't get out, and now I need to deal with an apparition.
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2009 3:12 pm
"I'll admit it hurts to hold you close,"She started to breath a bit heavily. Continueing to stare down at the floor, her hands grabbed his shaking arms, holding him softly so he'd keep strady. But he'd stepped back and slid away from him. She didn't care, why was he so resistant? She knew he wouldn't hurt her...And by the looks of his nose, currently...She could hurt him too.
She looked up at him, listning intently, she slid to the ground and started to shake. Not willing to believe it...She didn't want to. He couldn't have done that..He was just to gentle. She wouldn't allow him too..
SHe stood up again. "You know...That could al-" she listend closely, shivering as she pressed her hands on his chest. "Nich..." she whispered quietly. She watched him crumple up and got down on her knees. Her hands pulling his face into his stomache, stroking his hair as she looked down at him.
"Nich...I've never been hurt to badly to not take it...Your condition...Whatever it is...Doesn't scare me...Nich...When I like someone as much as I like you...Something so stupid isn't going to ruien it for me. If we fight..Nich...Juding by your face. I could easily hurt you as welll.." she whispered as she whiped the tears off his face.
"Part of me is scared of you right now...But Nich...I don't want to mess this up over something so stupid...What's the point? What would you do if I fell over onto the floor and went into an uncincious state because of my condition? You can't take me to a hospital...They'd think you did it to me..Nich...Nothing's easy...Why not doing somethign hard...That's actually worth doing..." "but it'd hurt more to let you go." "And life would be easier,"She smiled as she appered, slightly infront of him. "Mmm...So...You still can't see me? Now, I know you came to see me...What's it you want? Maybe if I can do something for you, you can do something for me?" she asked, flashing off again, she just wanted to make this quick, why waite? "if people flat out told you they were using you.."
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2009 7:24 pm
He sighed and breathed deeply. he touched the ground and curled his middle finger to touch his thumb. This was a budhitst excercise called un-erring yoge. He did it to calm himself down sometimes,and like usual it worked. His breath was calm and slowed quickly. His skin cooled off, and his insides heated up. He was back to normal...
He sat back hard on the floor and looked at her then... She was beautiful, and he knew there was no way around telling her straight out, what needed to be said.
"Maddy, Ive spent my whole life caring about others, and by extension ive learned to care little about myself. So when you say stuff like that, all i can think, is that you shouldnt have to be forced into a poor situation."
His hands were steady again, and so he combed his fingers through her hair. it was so smooth and tough. Probably because of countless years of hairspray and dyeing. He loved it. He placed his hand on the back of her nack, and then in a flourish, that even he was surprised with, he swept her up into his arms. She was light. Nich was no slouch... he could bench like 100 punds, but even still this girl was too light. He entertained the idea of anorexia for a moment when he remembered her home life. She porbably just didnt have that many chances to eat peacefully.
He placed her softly on the bed so as to not kick up alot of dust. He sat down on its edge not facing her, but he left one hand on her hips and rubbed the smooth skin under the bottom of her shirt.
"Look shorty... its just that i can't be sure i wont hurt you. I couldnt even bring myself to kill an animal, and even had a vegetarian phase before i figured out how dumb cows were... honestly their most common natural enemy is the hill. Look bottom line, is one moment I can be enjoying the company of a squirrelywho imsharing my granola bar with, and the next I could pummel a kid into oblivion...Do you know what oblivion really means?"
He paused for a moment he knew oblivion was the right word for the job the perfect word, like his old english teacher has always said.
"Oblivion means gone.. the kid died later maddy. in the hospital. They said it wasnt my fault, that the kid had a fatal disease living in his spine ... but when i beat the s**t out of him it attacked his system."
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2009 8:32 pm
He smiled, she was beautiful, he changed his features back to normal, "I have nothing that I need done, aside from maybe getting the doors open, but I doubt you can do that." He lowered his hood as he spoke to her.
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2009 6:57 am
"This nightmare, (this nightmare) wont last long, are you scared? (Are you scared?) so sing this song, I'm right there, (I'm right there) by your side."Maddy watched him, imitating what he was doing with his fingers. She'd never seen many people do that. It facniated her, she wanted to know why'd they'd done that. She leaned forward a bit, trying not to hurt him since his head was now on her stomache She blushed slightly as she looked down at him. His skin was colder now, which made her shiver under his touch.
She listended closely, clearly this was important. She stroked his face softly with her tiny, gentle, fingers. He was normal to her, she didn't care, which was seemingly the worst part. She'd never tell him how affraid she was of him hurting her. She really didn't want him to ever care for her as little as her father did. It'd drive her insane...Well, more then she technically already was.
"It isn't a poor situations...If that's the way your looking at it Nich, were both in one..You have to put up with my strange sightenings and my randome talking, to people who aren't you..And self destruction...I just have to deal with the fact that you get angry sometimes and could possibly hurt me...It's not a poor situation..When you like someone, you like them either way...No matter how ******** up," she said stiffling a quiet laugh.
She watched him play with his hair, taking a peice, she twirrled it in her fingers. Wanting to see why he always touched it.
She squeealed as her arms wrapped around Nich's neck. She hated people picking her up, she knew she wasn't heavy, but her self caunciousness told herself she did. She laid on the bed, watching him rub her skin. He sure liked rubbing things..She found it kinda funny, but felt it innaporpate to laugh.
"Yes I do know what oblivion means. And I know you could hurt me, Nich, your repeating everything I've already been told," she paused, "oh...Well I'd kinda...Already well, figured that out.." she whispered softly.
She leaned up, moving his hand a bit, she pulled him to her and hugged him. "As much as part of me wants to run for the hills right now...I'm not going to." she said as she closed her eye's and breathed deeply. Her hands shaking around his jagged frame. "But you know Nich...I'm glad you told me...So at least now I can try and calm you down...Oh..And your lust...Does scare me.." "tonight we've got a chance." "So, I can help you.""Now you see Sir. Most people forget, I can go through walls, and I could easilly unlock the door to my own house. But, of course, why would I? I'd much rather just watch you rot away like I had." she mused as she leaned agains't the wall. "Unless you could, I don't know, maybe persuade me?" "BUt, you have to make me want to."
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2009 7:33 am
Nich sighed... she understood him completely, but not the way he wanted. He had wanted her to run... not physically, but dutifully. he knew that if he cared for this girl he shouldnt stick around, but the way things were going, it looked like he was going to.
He placed his hand flat against her skin. He knew this should have been innappropriate, the thing was she'd practically torn her clothes off twenty minutes ago, so he didnt think it would bug her that much.
He did feel down a bit when the scabs prssed against her skin. He was probably grosing her out. He turned his hand over and ran the back of his knuckles across her skin.
He could haer the smile in her voice, through all the serious demeanor he could hear her happiness and it was infectious.
His face broke into a lopsided grin just then and he kissed her on the forehead.
"Maddy, for as odd as it may seem to you, talking to the dead, i can honestly say that it would only be fascinating to me. Your talking to a master physicist... okay maybe not a master, but im a teenager, and that has to say somethin when ive studied brain energy extensively. ...As for that other thing... why would you ever want to do that when im around?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2009 7:52 am
"And I'm trying to pretend oh when wanting life to end,"She stared at him, her eye's clickering, rolling backwards, she shook her head and rested her chin on his shoulder. "Oh? Am..Uh..I suppoused to be running for the hills?" she asked, her hands rubbing his chest. "you know, you're not as big bad and scary as you think."
She stared at his hand rubbing her flesh, her cheeks flushing red. SHe pushed him back and crawled over him, giggling quietly, she 'mewed' in his ear playfully. GLad his crooked grin was back. She wrapped her arms around him.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, everyones so facinated by you know, people who talk to the dead...It isn't fun.. When you walk or drive by semetarisy...Which I live next to one..Your thoughts are never your own...It's all this hudge clutter of whines, and moans. And it's terrible...You can't think for yourself, you can't even hear..It's horrible...You can barly function with all the noise..All you ever want to do is take out a pistol and pull the trigger...THat's it...Because it hurts so much..You end up being so overwhelmed with sadness and pain that you double over, and wish for death.." she muttered un happily.
"You mean talk to the dead? Or do you mean something else, 'I'm not sure what you mean by why would you ever want to do that when I'm around'?" "that I am not another stupid little, teenage ******** whore."
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