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 Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2005 12:18 am
Demare felt a bit of relief at the answer, but deep down, he still wasn't satisfied. When the baby was older, he'd try again, since he'd be more likely to understand what he was saying.
But for now... He wanted to live in the belief that everything would indeed be okay.
"Then... friends," he said quietly, letting his hair slip back down to where it should be, his longer lock tucked back behind his ear.
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2005 12:29 am
"Feends," Karan agreed firmly.
That simple declaration made everything feel a lot better and he finally remembered what they were doing before. Even before the coloring, and the pie. One small hand closed into a fist, which pointed off at the box that had fallen back onto the floor. They were going to make it pretty and nice, but then more stuff happened, and they didn't. But now there was nothing else to do, right?
"Cavan?"
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DivineSaturn Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2005 12:50 am
Demare shook his head a little bit, finally letting go of the baby's tiny hand.
"No... not today," he sighed, feeling his right arm throb with pain. "I can't help with only one arm... I promise to come back when I'm better, though. And I'll make you the best darn caravan there is."
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2005 12:55 am
Well, that wasn't any fun, Karan frowned. None at all. But at least he knew that Demare would come back. And then there would be more fun, and less bad things. And maybe more yummy tasting things. Yes, that would probably be better... but he was still disappointed.
"Kay," he muttered. "Soom!"
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DivineSaturn Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2005 1:23 am
"Yeah... soon," he muttered in an echo, idly wondering just when soon would be. He wasn't one for keeping promises very well, and he pondered possibly just making the caravan himself and sending it to the kid. Perhaps that would even be best, he realized, as it would cut down the workload by a lot if the box was already made. Then all Karan and Xue would have to do is draw on it.
Besides... He had plenty of "helpers" back at home.
"I think I should take my leave... My arm's really buggin' me, and Domonic'll throw a fit if he found out I hurt it even more."
Struggling a little bit, he managed to slowly stand up, his wings stretching a little bit as he straightened up. "Be good, kid. I cause enough trouble for the both of us combined."
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2005 1:31 am
It was hard, but Karan didn't protest his friend's departure. There had been bad things, hurting things, and even though he had promised, promised to help with the new caravan, he didn't want to make anyone hurt. Because no one would make him hurt, except maybe the gold man. But not his friend.
"Soom," he repeated with a firm nod, his only word of goodbye. After all, a promise was a promise, so it would indeed be soon. His hand absently brushed the cover of his new book, which DS had closed before she left. There would be more good things soon, he just knew it.
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2005 1:45 am
Demare, letting his guard down for only a moment, smiled slightly as he watched the baby, his two red eyes closing as he lifted a hand and gently placed it upon his white-haired head. Smoothing his hair back a little bit, his smile faded as his hand dropped back down to his side, and his black eye glanced toward the sliver of shadow behind the dresser nearby. Perfect... It was better than crawling under the bed again.
Stepping over to the cluttered furniture, Demare looked over the dark marking on the wall for a moment before deciding the best route. Reaching his left hand up, he forced his fingers into the darkness, and began to pull it upward... the shadow moving up along the wall with his hand as he tried to make a hole big enough for himself to go through. Concentrating a little more, he pulled the shadow to the right, causing it to widen, and quickly stepped through, his body melting into the darkness, and the shadow fading back to normal as he disappeared for the last time that day.
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