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 Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 10:58 am
Kerrigan sighed softly, turning her attention from him as he went through how much he needed her. Her mind flashed back to when they started dating, the whole situation with Skiaska playing through her mind in an instant. Because she looked away, she didn't see his wiping of the tear, which was probably a good thing. She hated making people cry. Her eyes snapped back to him as he continued on, pleading with her to try and let things go back to the way they were. It was touching when he said she was the only thing that got him through a lot of the dark times, but at the same time it made the raven-haired huntress' stomach turn uncomfortably. The queasiness didn't subside as he came over, grasping her hand hand with both of his. If anything, she felt she was that much closer to losing her last meal.
"I told you not to make me your one hope for survival. It's not fair," she said softly, her voice breaking as she tried to keep tears from falling. They were not only tears of sadness from seeing him to distraught, but tears of confusion and anger at what was happening. The pressure he was putting on her was almost unbearable, and she was literally caught at a crossroads. They had both changed so much, she wasn't sure how practical it was for the two to just try and start things over. Not to mention she had started growing rather close with Raven, even if it was all in good fun. They were all things she had to consider, but unfortunately she didn't have the time.
"My heart...broke that day. I wish it was as simple as going back to where we were, but I'm just not sure I can Krii, as much as I might want to. I just-" Her voice cut off as she had to force her stomach to settle. Running her free hand back through her curls as she forced tears back, determined not to cry so she could get everything out she needed to say, she released a held in breath before continuing.
"I just need time...to figure out what's best for me. I'll ask you again not to make me your one hope for a future, because I'm not Krii. You have so much to offer anyone as a hunter and friend, I can't be your end all, be all. It's not healthy for either of us." Her words might have come across cruel, cold. She hoped her got the gist of what she was trying to say without taking her words to mean that she wanted nothing to do with him. It was more she had to figure things out for herself, and considering all the emotions flying high around this place, that was going to take some time. Not pulling her hand away from him, she hoped he would release it on his own, a sign that he understood here she was coming from. Lord knows this was one of the hardest conversations she ever had to have...but hopefully she would be all the stronger for it.
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 8:05 pm
'You misunderstand me, Kerrigan.' Sethe began. 'Not my one hope for survival, my strength in the darkness. My dream for a better future. It's so different.' Sethe sighed, and released her hand. He stood, turned, and took a couple steps away. The 3 Doors Down ended, and changed to First Time by Lifehouse.
Sethe turned his head to look back at her over his shoulder, and slowly turned his body to face her again. 'You completed me, Kerrigan. After a hunt, I felt nothing but joy to come home and lay next to you. That's what I'd hoped for on my way home from Canada.' He'd calmed his voice by force of will, and exhaled through his nose. 'I want to be able to have some sort of life of peace after all this chaos, Kerrigan. We're Immortal. Our lives extend far beyond the span of man's. We can find a way. I want to find that with you.'
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2009 3:14 am
The huntress shifted where she sat as he released her hand, looking down at the floor again as he continued expressing how important she was to him. She knew he was looking at her, but she couldn't find the strength inside herself to look back. Instead her eyes closed, raven hair providing a curtain of sorts to hide the pained look on her face. He just kept going...just kept expressing their destiny to be together and his need of her by his side. There was one point where she would have found that to be the most romantic thing in the world. Now, however, it was starting to make her feel even more nauseous than before.
Her breathing increased slightly, one hand moving to her stomach while the other pushed her curtain of hair from her face. Even by her own standards she looked pale, though she was well fed and perfectly healthy. Kerrigan had a love hate relationship with stress - she did some of her best work in the most stressful situations, but it always tended to get to her more so than other people. Both a blessing and a curse, like so many things in her life. Part of her plan for herself was working on these issues so they didn't affect her so much, but here she was back in those situations only she could get herself into.
"I wanted...want...I'm gonna be sick," she said with a quick release of breath, pushing from her spot on the side of the couch and rushing out of the room with one hand covering her mouth. It wasn't her proudest moment, but everything rushing back to her at once was more than she could take.
Stomach butterflies, 1. Kerrigan, 0.
[Exit to Kerri's Room]
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2009 11:46 am
Sethe brought his hand to his face, and let loose his held in tears. Slumping to the floor, he gave no sanctuary to himself as he loosed all of his sorrow, slamming the door with mental prowess. The werewolf remained in the room, crying to himself, leaning against the wall.
(Crappy exit post!!!)
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Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2009 8:37 am
Alexander entered the computer room, making his way to a vacant station, as he began to search through old files. He did not know what he lookinng for but he just felt the need to find answers to a unknow question. He scrolled through file after file of everything that was in the database learning about the history of New York. After he spent about two hours, staring at the computer screen he got up and began walking out. He stopped dead in his tracks as he heard a faint sound, he listened closer and was shocked, tt was Jagger's voice! He quickly made a run out of the computer room and through the halls of the Haven still trying to pinpoint her location. He finally found it, she was in Central Park, he made a sprint outside deciding that he had no time to get his car.
[Exit to Central Park]
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