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Post by scaper on Jun 2, 2006 23:27:35 GMT -5
"Whatcha mean? We can prop the door up and it''ll look closed. Nobody should break in."
He noticed how Red became more antsy after he had mentioned this stranger. Who could it possibly be?
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Post by fancy on Jun 12, 2006 9:15:42 GMT -5
((New Day... Well night... late night...))
Fancy shook as she rasied her hand to knock on the door. "Red...honey you there?" she asked as she knocked. She was trembling hard now. Her eyes burnt from the tears, her mind was spinning. She felt sick just standing there. He could be anywhere...
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Post by Collin Russiani on Jun 12, 2006 18:47:17 GMT -5
A few minutes later, Red opened the door, mumbling something as he rubbed as his face. He had a shirt thrown on over a pair of sleep pants. "mmggghmmm...love?" He blinked, "Is everything...what's wrong?!"
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Post by fancy on Jun 12, 2006 18:52:03 GMT -5
"He's coming..." she whispered. "We need to talk..." she told him, running a hand through her knotty hair.
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Post by Collin Russiani on Jun 12, 2006 18:56:56 GMT -5
His eyes mirrored confusion as he drew her inside by her wrist, shutting the door behind him. "What...who's coming?" He pushed her gently into the chair and knelt in front of her, taking her hands in his. "What's going on, love?"
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Post by fancy on Jun 12, 2006 19:00:49 GMT -5
Fancy looked at him, a strange cloudiness in her eyes. "The man who killed my sister and mother... he's coming for me..." she told him seriously. "He's got a knife... he's got allie's..." she shook her head. "My life is over..."
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Post by Collin Russiani on Jun 12, 2006 19:12:36 GMT -5
Red, still rather confused, reached up and held her head still. "No one's life is over, honey. Look at me....I dont care who this man is, but he isn't getting anywhere near you. Not while im still here. You hear me?"
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Post by fancy on Jun 12, 2006 19:17:30 GMT -5
Fancy shrugged and shook him away slightly. "No... i'm serious... he's not gunna stop till i'm dead..." she stood up and walked over to the window. Staring out at th dark street. She leaned her head against the window ledge and cried. "I don't stand a chance..."
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Post by Collin Russiani on Jun 12, 2006 19:36:06 GMT -5
He got up and pulled her around into his arms. "No, love. No, he is not going to kill you. Im not going to allow it." His voice was strong, firm, completely made up. "Im serious, love. Im not going to let him."
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Post by fancy on Jun 12, 2006 19:49:20 GMT -5
She sighed, pressing her face into his shoulder. "He's been after me for four years... I don't think he's giving up." she shivered. "I'm putting you and all my friends in danger Red... He'll go to any extreme to get his hands on me..." Memories slid back into her brain. "When Spot found me... i was almost dead.... He left me there clinging to life because he wanted me to suffer until i died... He never expected Spot to find me... or anyone for that matter..." she looked up at him. There was pain and heart ache in her eyes, covered by a misty layer. "I saw him yesterday... he had a knife... he saw me... i ran..."
'Well if it isn't the little whore...'
Fancy shook the thought away with a deep sigh. But it wasn't a sigh of contentment. No. It was a sigh of mortal terror.
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Post by Collin Russiani on Aug 20, 2006 21:11:32 GMT -5
((New day))
Red opened the door and gently carried Fancy in, shutting it with his foot. "Home sweet home." He murmurred with a small smile, kissing her on the forehead. It had been a while. Before he got sick, actually.
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Post by fancy on Aug 20, 2006 21:17:18 GMT -5
She slid down to her feet. "Wow... This place is gathering dust rapidly... "she commented, swipping a finger along a ledge. "I am going to clean this place..." she told him, nodding. "Tomorrow..." she said, leaning against the wall. "When i'm not tired..." she laughed. "Actually maybe next week... or... you can do it..." she teased.
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Post by Collin Russiani on Aug 21, 2006 4:40:22 GMT -5
His eyebrow raised and he backed up, mock clinging to the door. "Oh noooo! Crazy woman, back! back!" Laughing he shook his head and moved, pulling her into his arms. "I love you." He murmurred, giving her a gentle kiss.
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Post by fancy on Aug 21, 2006 12:47:46 GMT -5
She smiled lightly as she kissed him back. "I love you to..." she whispered, laughing slightly at his dramatics. "You know... i don't think i'd ever seen Spot look so pale that night that you...." she broke off, looking up at him, then back down at the floor.
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Post by Collin Russiani on Aug 22, 2006 13:39:55 GMT -5
Red licked his dry lips, "Good ta know he was worried about me." He said softly, rubbing a hand up his arm nervously. "I haven't seen him....since then." In a way he was afraid, of what Spot would think. He had never been that weak in front of the leader, because he acted like his mentor, his father, in a sense. He didn't want to ever be that way again, devoid of control, nowhere to go.... Unable to do anything.
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