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Post by fracturedprince on Sept 11, 2006 20:19:34 GMT 10
'WAKE UP'
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It was early morning, and the sun was bright. It was also a new day.
Waite ran to work with toast hanging from his lips. His boss would explode. But, Waite signed on and started to work. He just hoped that his absence wasn't noticed, yesterday.
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Post by Fractured Princess on Sept 11, 2006 20:50:49 GMT 10
Krystal had woken later then usual, by a passer by checking her pockets again. So far she had a count of that happening 4 times over the past month, hopefully it wouldn't become a common occurance.
She walked along the sidewalk, regretting tossing her art book yesterday. Looking across the road she saw the park again, how had she ended up back here without noticing? There was glass scattered across the road from the accident yesterday, but all the vehicles were gone now. Stopping, she looked down at her feet upon hearing her boot scuff something. A black covered book lay at her feet with soggy pages, a lead pencil sat a few feet towards a trash can. How had they both survived the night? Bending down she picked the book from the ground and held it up as it dripped muddy water. Peeling the pages back one by one she scanned the damage, not much, seeing as they were all in lead, but every page had a brown tinge and was wrinkled. It'd never be the same again, even if it was dried.
She picked her pencil from the ground and pocketed both. Looking further down the street she saw where she needed to be. The dry cleaners. Her pace picked up quickly as she made for the only place she would recieve free service, and perhaps some spare cash to buy herself breakfast.
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Post by fracturedprince on Sept 14, 2006 19:16:17 GMT 10
His boss had nearly attack him, but Waite was on the defense. He just had to calm his boss with a little magic and explain the details.
'Yep, a girl; a beauty one in fact,' he stated clearly.
'Well, GET TO WORK. Costumers don't want to know about you and some girl!' a response that set a knot in Waite's stomach. There were no costumers...
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Post by Fractured Princess on Sept 16, 2006 2:12:45 GMT 10
Krystal walked from the cleaners in a black pleated mini, spider-webbed fishnets, an emerald green corset, Doc Martins and a black ground-length coat. It was great to have a friend who dealt with clothing. Her hair was clean too, she'd used the shower in the back room. It was pulled back into two plaits either side of her head.
She walked back down the street and noticed a convinience store. Perhaps she could get a few things with the $80 her friend had VERY generously supplied her with.
Walking in she looked around. It was very vacant.
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Post by YahNe on Sept 19, 2006 8:16:37 GMT 10
Oi kid, you're late. Five more minutes... ...
"AH!!!" Tahlia jumped out of bed, landing on the floor in a heap. Looking around paranoid she scrambled for the door until finally, coherent thought was in her capability range. "Damn... don't scare me like that!"
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Post by Fractured Princess on Sept 19, 2006 11:53:14 GMT 10
Walking further into the store she done a piroette like skin in search of someone... Anyone?
What, was this a ghost store or, "Can I help you?"
"AH!!" Spinning, Krystal found a young man standing at what was now in front of her. "Jesus you scared me..." She breathed.
"I'm sorry. But you looked very lost." He smiled politely, but the falsh of red that she thought she saw cross his eye gave Krystal completely different signals. "Is there anything that you may need help with?"
"Uh, no. I was just out and decided to take a quick look around. Well now I've taken it so g'bye!" She turned and ran down one of the isles seeing as he was blocking the door.
"Wait! Miss?....." His footsteps were getting closer. "Mi~ss? C'mout, c'mout, you can't hide... Krystal."
Her heart was beating a hundred miles/per hour. God as if yesterday wasn't enough... But now this? What in the heck was going on around here... And always near this place.
"Coincidence? I think not Reginald." She mumbled and got to her knees before crawling on all fours down the isle a few rows down as he was getting far too close.
A bang could be heard and things fell. What in the-? "Krystal, my love, my dearest. There's no hiding from- Hello love."
Krystal screamed as someone dropped themselves down in front of her, instinct told her to run but her brain forced her into a ball, tucking her legs to her body and throwing her arms over her face.
"I told you that you couldn't hide, gorgeous." He said grabbing one of her wrists.
"How in the fuck do you know my name?!" A laugh was all the reply she recieved as she was hauled to her feet and dragged towards the back room.
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Post by fracturedprince on Sept 21, 2006 18:56:04 GMT 10
[glow=purple,2,300]A Scream![/glow]
Waite thought that he heard her, but how? He ran to the noise and found her in the aisle. She was attacked, but he was wearing the shop's tag. But, who was he?
Waite summoned a missle and shot it directly to the attacker. They never did miss.
As the guy was distracted Waite cast a dimension spell. The guy was know gone, but when he looked back to Krystal he could only think.
[glow=blue,2,300]"Lover?"[/glow]
((OOC: Peoples.. Now.. Blue is used to show Waite's thoughts. Purple is used for Midnight's.))
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Post by Akuma Ookami on Sept 21, 2006 20:37:50 GMT 10
(OOC: So he just obliterated him with one blast?)
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Post by Fractured Princess on Sept 21, 2006 23:58:00 GMT 10
Krystal blinked once, twice... Had that all been a dream? Had she beend dreaming since yesterday? Perhaps she hadn't woken yet...
She looked up and met eyes with, "You?" Oh this just wasn't happening. As if she hadn't embarrassed herself enough yesterday. But again? "Oh no.... Noooo, no, no. You just saved me again... But... Oh I'm dreaming." She said standing. "Two freaky dudes in one day... And bumping into you twice? Coincidence? I think not." She brought her hands to her face. "Oh I don't know anymore... ARGH!" She let her legs slide out from underneath her so as to fall to the floor again. It seemed the best place to recollect at the time.
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Post by fracturedprince on Sept 24, 2006 22:34:05 GMT 10
[glow=purple,2,300]'She's glad to see you again!'[/glow]
[glow=blue,2,300]'I know but maybe it is shock. It has happened to nearly everyone else I've met.'[/glow]
[glow=purple,2,300]'Yeah.. You have a knack for making others crazy.'[/glow] Midnight broke off into laughter. He saw it funny as most of the time people did go crazy with Waite around.
Waite reached out and lifted her up from the floor. As he supported her weight, they walked slowly to the brake room. She was stubborn. After both yesterday and today's events, who could have blamed her.
[glow=purple,2,300]'Don't forget the ribbon, Romeo.'[/glow] He then broke off into laughter again. He was such loon at times, but he was a serious kind a guy. If you ignored the cat bit.
[glow=blue,2,300]'Thanks'[/glow] Waite replied with a level of sarcasm noted in his thought pattern.
'Oh...Your ribbon? You left it yesterday.' He placed he on a chair and searched his pockets, he soon found the silk length of material.
[glow=blue,2,300]'Stop laughing, Night. Just a thought. I wander if she is really human? After yesterday, and now, today..'[/glow] He froze for the moment to ponder on it.
[glow=purple,2,300]'I was wandering when your were going to stop thinking with your penis'[/glow]
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Post by Fractured Princess on Sept 25, 2006 0:21:50 GMT 10
Krystal sat pouting on the chair she had been sat upon. Looking up at hearing his words, she saw her ribbon laced in his fingers. "Oh!" She reached out and carefully took it into her own delicate hands. "Uh... Yeah, thanks." She mumbled. Krystal was never a people person. They made her uneasy and kinda hungry at times... These thoughts worried her.
"Well.... I, uh... I should really be going. I have to pick up some clothes in a short while." In truth she didn't really dig the idea of being on her own when there was fraks like that guy back there around. But hey, she'd lived on the streets for a few good years now. She could handle it..... Right? She stood, her legs felt like lead and her stomach was still all knotted from the scare. But she'd endured worse.
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Post by Karasu on Sept 25, 2006 7:26:37 GMT 10
Trevor awoke once more -- with a look at his alarm clock he froze. "Shit -- how the fuck did that happen?!"
It was slowly getting later in the day as Trevor walked outside his apartment and into the outside world. It was a few moments later when he found what he was looking for... a -- jewelery store?
"Welcome!" A cheery voice exclaimed on his arrival -- but it stopped short as they saw him. "Oh -- it's you. Here's your delivery -- next time don't be late or I'll keep it. It's really beau-- hey! Don't walk away while I'm talking to you -- come back here!"
Trevor pulled out the necklace -- it was silver with a sea-blue cross with chains around it. Beautiful? Next time I have to find something to actually disturb her.
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Post by Fractured Princess on Sept 26, 2006 22:45:08 GMT 10
Krystal walked for the door. She hadn't been out long, surely her clothes wouldn't be ready yet. Choosing upon finding a caffe or something of the like, she opened the door and left, closing it lightly behind her and leaning against it for a moment to regain a more stable composure.
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Post by fracturedprince on Sept 28, 2006 17:52:52 GMT 10
She just left. She had said thank you and didn't ask any questions. He preferred it that way, maybe it was for the better. But... Waite wasn't a guy that ever really complained.
'Good Bye,' the sound was forced and even harder to hear. Afterward, he simple went back to work.
[glow=purple,2,300]'She might be back. I can see her outside!.'[/glow]
[glow=blue,2,300]'Hope your right... human or not.'[/glow]
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Everything was still, no colour, and completely emotionless.
The cars, and trains, made no effort. The people were still warm, and yet ever colder. All was held in a secured and fixed position.
'Where am I?... Whats happened?'
In panic he ran. He weaved through the silent traffic and Gray faces. Until he found the park, but that was not where he wanted to be and started to run again.
Nearly out of breath and in need of rest, he found a bench. Strange, it was coloured. The browns stood out against the gray background, and caused stain on his eyes.
'Hello...'
Waite woke in cold sweat, he was out of breath. It was as though he really ran that distance, to a placed he'd never been before.
He was at home, close to 2:00 am.
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Post by Fractured Princess on Sept 28, 2006 23:36:23 GMT 10
For a moment she hesitated, some part of her wanted to open the door again, to ask questions... But she wasn't the type to question things. Not seriously anyway. Though things had been rather odd reciently...... No! No should could not change herself now. Pushing off the door she headed for the exit. She would find a caffee, eat something, and then return to her clothes. It was as simple as that.
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