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Post by Avalanche on Jun 24, 2006 17:02:48 GMT -5
"...right," he said not believing her. "Look... I saw the slash on your arm. After all, the fact that you then quickly covered your arm and hid it behind your back after I mentioned it... wasn't exactly indescrete," he said with a smile to her. "In fact, it was almost down right obvious."
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Post by dusty on Jun 24, 2006 17:05:41 GMT -5
She went a bright shade of red. "I know... but its just.." she shook her head. "Its just ugly... really ugly and i hate it when people ask about it because it hurts..."
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Post by Avalanche on Jun 24, 2006 17:07:40 GMT -5
"It's not ugly," he said, "just adds character." He had a few scars himself after all. Then again, what newsie didn't? "I didn't mean to hurt you," he said, "though I bet that ya could fix it. Cover it up, put somethin' on it to heal it, then people wouldn't ask anymore," he said with a sweet smile in her direction.
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Post by dusty on Jun 24, 2006 17:10:28 GMT -5
She didn't return the smile, even though she wanted to. "You make it sound so easy..." she said darkly, glancing up at him. "I try to cover it... but it just makes people suspicious.. beside how am i supposed to cover all twel-" she broke off and shook her head. "never mind.." she felt tears sting the back of her eyes, but blinked them back strongly.
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Post by Avalanche on Jun 24, 2006 20:06:42 GMT -5
The smile he had faded slowly when she didn't return it. And the second she said covering twelve, Avalanche's eyebrows shot up, and he got mad, but tried really hard not to show it. "Did ya try make-up? Lieing about them?" A never mind wasn't gonna stop him now. There was one thing that Avalanche wanted to do just then and that was go find the guy that did this and kill him. But there was one thing stopping him, and that was Dusty, which for the current time was enough.
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Post by dusty on Jun 25, 2006 9:31:57 GMT -5
Dusty nodded. "I just attempted to lie to you didn't i?" she questioned nervously. "But it doesn't matter anymore..." she added quickly, catching the look. Dusty sat there for a moment, watching his eyes. She could tell he was mad at something, she just hoped it wasn't her. "He was just a jerk and nothing more..." she whispered, moving away slightly. She had always been uncomfortable talking about Rex, especially with other men. She bit the inside of her cheek and felt one single tear slide boldly down her cheek.
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Post by Avalanche on Jun 25, 2006 18:18:44 GMT -5
Avalanche looked at her that angry look still in his eyes, but they softened quickly, and the anger was gone just as suddenly as it came. He brought his hand up to her face to wipe away her tear. "You know, you're so much prettier when you smile," he said smiling at her himself. "You should smile more often." He wanted to say 'let me help you smile more often,' but for some reason he didn't. And even if he had said it, he didn't know how he could help her.
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Post by dusty on Jun 25, 2006 19:20:00 GMT -5
She gave him a smile, sort of. "You always say that..." she half laughed. "And i'll try..." She looked at him. There was a strange look in her usually happy blue eyes. But right now they looked cloudy and hurt. Desperation and Pain misted over her pupils as she looked at Avalanche. She took a deep breath and looked down at her hands briefly.
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Post by Avalanche on Jun 25, 2006 19:23:45 GMT -5
He looked at her and sighed a bit. "You know, it's awful hard to help you when ya don't tell me what I can do to help." After all that was all he was trying to do, was help.
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Post by dusty on Jun 25, 2006 19:31:40 GMT -5
She shook her head. "I dunno what you can do..." she shrugged. "Just be a friend i guess..." She smiled at him and touched his hand. "If you could change the past... then maybe there would be somthing you could do..." she was joking of course.
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Post by Avalanche on Jun 25, 2006 19:39:24 GMT -5
"Sorry," he said with a shrug. "I'm notta magician. Magic ain't exactly my strongest suit, let alone time travel," he joked with her right back. He couldn't change the past, and he knew it. Though he wanted to, for so many things he wanted to change it all so badly, but then who knows what the present would bring. Safer probably to leave well enough alone. "But I can change the future! That skill I have mastered."
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Post by dusty on Jun 25, 2006 19:41:50 GMT -5
She raised her eyebrows. "How so?" she smiled slyly. "Please share this secret talent of yours.." she teased playing with a stray piece of hair absently.
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Post by Avalanche on Jun 25, 2006 19:49:33 GMT -5
"Ya live. You shape it how you want it," he said with a shrug. "It's your future I mean... I can't make you do anything, neither can anyone else. It's your choice," he said to her with a smile. "True... somthings might not turn out how you want them too, in which case then there isn't much you can do about it after all, but most of the time... it's you're life. You make your own decisions."
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Post by dusty on Jun 25, 2006 19:51:55 GMT -5
She smiled. "Thats what i thought... but really.. its the others around you that throw you off course, sometimes for better sometimes for worse." she motioned to her wrist. "I'm living proof my dear..." she said playfully, though she was pretty darn serious.
"My dear?" came a familiar voice. Dusty froze. It couldn't be. Could it? The tall blonde leaned a hand on the table, his eyes blazing fire at Avalanche. "Moved on already Rebbeca?" he asked, a sinister smirk across his face. He was handsome, she would give him that, but everything else about him made her want to jump off a bridge.
"Why are you here?"
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Post by Avalanche on Jun 25, 2006 20:00:53 GMT -5
Avalanche glared at him. He knew from the second he saw the look on Dusty's face that this was the guy. So, he already loathed him with a passion. He stayed quiet for the time being, but if this guy moved to do anything he'd get payback like he never imagined.
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