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 Posted: Tue Mar 31, 2009 12:57 pm
He shudders a bit. "You aren't everyone else, you are my Christine."
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Posted: Tue Mar 31, 2009 1:03 pm
"Alright. Does that mean that I'm no longer Sera?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 31, 2009 1:09 pm
"Do you want to still be Sera also?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 31, 2009 1:10 pm
"I was born Sera...it's who I've always ben..."
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Posted: Tue Mar 31, 2009 1:15 pm
"But to me, you can be my Christine, right? The one who will never leave me, no matter what?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 31, 2009 1:20 pm
"I'm not going to leave. I guess if you think calling me Christine will keep me here...you can."
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Posted: Tue Mar 31, 2009 1:21 pm
He nods. A glance down at himself makes him frown. "Bath before lunch?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 31, 2009 1:25 pm
"Alright." She pulled out her map to look for the nearest bathroom, but held it upside down. "I never was any good at reading these..."
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Posted: Tue Mar 31, 2009 1:28 pm
He points to the small door on the wall with the angel painting. "My bathroom."
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Posted: Tue Mar 31, 2009 1:30 pm
Sera nodded, "Alright." She smiled and opened the door, "I don't suppose you like bubbles?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 31, 2009 1:38 pm
He follows her in and stands by the tub, shrugging. The bathroom is huge, and all done in white and cream. The bathtub is larger then some people's bedrooms, he could easily swim in it, if he wanted, though it isn't too deep. the ledge is wide, and theres a seat built in. the sink has two faucets and a pull plug basin. The whole room is just... extravagant. He stands there letting her fill the tub. There are soaps and shampoos, all heavily scented. When she undresses him, he keeps facing her, not letting her near his back until he's fully undressed. Then he turns to climb into the tub, letting her see what he had been hiding. There are scars along his back, like one might get after surgery, but they're large, the worst ones being over his shoulder blades. Each is a different age. Over his tail bone is what looks like some one tried to patch him up after a hack job. It's a mess, though it's healing. Those are the kinds of scars however, that never go away. He sits in the tub then turns to look at her, his dark eyes searching.
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Posted: Tue Mar 31, 2009 1:50 pm
Sera screamed inwardly at the ferocity of the scars, even as she reaches for the soap. Sera smiled, "Do you have a favorite scent you like?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 31, 2009 3:01 pm
"Use any of them, I hate them all," said cooly as he studies her face.
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Posted: Tue Mar 31, 2009 3:51 pm
Sera nodded, "Maybe sometime we can go shopping and find something you like." She poured some soap on a washcloth and began her washing.
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Posted: Tue Mar 31, 2009 3:55 pm
"Maybe." he watched her. "The scars bother you."
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