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| Demon | Date: Monday, 2012-03-19, 6:30 PM | Message # 31 |
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| "Really?" I grinned.
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| Kenzieroo | Date: Monday, 2012-03-19, 6:36 PM | Message # 32 |
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| ~Sylvia
I nod, "It's not really a job, I have a place where people like you live. Ever used a sword?"
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| Demon | Date: Monday, 2012-03-19, 7:21 PM | Message # 33 |
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| "Sure have"
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| Kenzieroo | Date: Monday, 2012-03-19, 7:28 PM | Message # 34 |
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I smile, "Then why don't you check it out, I'm not going to make you stay, but I can force you to stop stealing."
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| Demon | Date: Tuesday, 2012-03-20, 2:11 PM | Message # 35 |
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| I shrugged. "Just the way I do things. But okay"
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| Kenzieroo | Date: Tuesday, 2012-03-20, 5:55 PM | Message # 36 |
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| ~Sylvia
I scan the crowed, "Wow only one?" I ask myself, then I look back at Savana, "My names Sylvia."
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| Demon | Date: Tuesday, 2012-03-20, 5:59 PM | Message # 37 |
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| "Nice to meet'cha"
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| Kenzieroo | Date: Tuesday, 2012-03-20, 6:18 PM | Message # 38 |
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I look over the crowed, so weird. "I, uh, guess we can leave now."
(Now we wait for spark)
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| Spark | Date: Tuesday, 2012-03-20, 7:22 PM | Message # 39 |
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| I heard two people talking. An orphan. A special person. I scuff up the alley and I peer over the edge of a store stand; and one yard away is two people. I stuff my bag under my skirt, in the hole. I look closely, only revealing my eyes, so if I see movement.... I can jerk away.
"Flying is learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss."
You tried your best and you failed miserably. The lesson is 'never try'.
After twelve years of therapy my psychiatrist said something that brought tears to my eyes. He said, "No hablo ingles."
Duct tape is like the force. It has a light side, a dark side, and it holds the world together.
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| Kenzieroo | Date: Tuesday, 2012-03-20, 7:25 PM | Message # 40 |
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I stop scanning, and have a mental lock on. I can 'see' them. "Wait here a moment I thing I go someone." I take one step forward, see there reaction./
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| Spark | Date: Tuesday, 2012-03-20, 7:27 PM | Message # 41 |
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| I tilt my head, banging it. I moan, rubbing it. I look at them. Oh shit...
"Flying is learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss."
You tried your best and you failed miserably. The lesson is 'never try'.
After twelve years of therapy my psychiatrist said something that brought tears to my eyes. He said, "No hablo ingles."
Duct tape is like the force. It has a light side, a dark side, and it holds the world together.
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| Kenzieroo | Date: Tuesday, 2012-03-20, 7:28 PM | Message # 42 |
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I lightly chuckle, "Bad move," I said aloud to seemingly no one, but I knew they heard me.
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| Spark | Date: Tuesday, 2012-03-20, 7:30 PM | Message # 43 |
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| Alex
I wince as the sound rings in my head. I dizzly drop to the ground with a thud. I knew I was screwed. I couldn't run, I'd be slow. "Damn!" I mutter.
"Flying is learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss."
You tried your best and you failed miserably. The lesson is 'never try'.
After twelve years of therapy my psychiatrist said something that brought tears to my eyes. He said, "No hablo ingles."
Duct tape is like the force. It has a light side, a dark side, and it holds the world together.
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| Kenzieroo | Date: Tuesday, 2012-03-20, 7:32 PM | Message # 44 |
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I walk up to the girl and hold out my hand. "I wonder, what makes you steal Alex?"
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| Demon | Date: Tuesday, 2012-03-20, 7:38 PM | Message # 45 |
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| I walked over, seeing another girl. Apparently, she stole too. "Hahaaa!! I knew I wasn't the only one!"
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