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Post by fancy on Jun 5, 2006 13:04:29 GMT -5
Fancy stared at Flick, then shook his shoulders slightly. "Flick... Please tell me!" she cried in exasperation. "Flick come on... What is wrong with you?" she pleaded. "You need to tell me..."
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Post by flick on Jun 5, 2006 13:10:26 GMT -5
Flick turned around surprised and a little confused. "Hey Fancy come on, quit cryin' please. I don't know foh sure...its just dat...neveh mind," Flick stumbled through as he patted her back a little. "Please stop cryin'."
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Post by fancy on Jun 5, 2006 13:17:03 GMT -5
Fancy sniffed. "Flick... i want to know so i can help you..." she wailed, hugging him tightly. "I know there's somthing wrong!" she said pulling away and leading him back outside. "Now... tell me everything..."
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Post by flick on Jun 5, 2006 13:19:31 GMT -5
((Back outside...wait i thought we were outside))
Flick followed her, "Ya can't help whats wrong wit me...not unless ya can change da past." Flick smiled a little down at her, "And ya may be good, but ya ain't dat good."
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Post by fancy on Jun 5, 2006 13:29:04 GMT -5
Fancy gazed up at him, slightly perplexed (sp?). "You can't change the past, because is gone... long gone.." she sighed and leaned against the building. "You know what? You and I need to have a little chat..."
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Post by flick on Jun 5, 2006 13:31:07 GMT -5
Flick laughed. "Ya know foh some reason dat don't sound to good. Almost as if ya were gonna scold me. 'S dat what ya gonna do?" Flick raised his eyebrow.
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Post by fancy on Jun 5, 2006 13:42:30 GMT -5
Fancy shook her head. "The opposite actually..." she smiled at him comfortingly. "I have a feeling i can relate to whatever is bothering you. " She looked in his eyes and saw the same look that she had seen in so many others, including her own. Desperation. Fatigue. Hurt. Loss.
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Post by flick on Jun 5, 2006 13:46:26 GMT -5
"Yeah, I just bet ya can," Flick replied sarcastically. "Damn! When will they all leave? I just wanna say goodbye, but deres still to many people."
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Post by fancy on Jun 5, 2006 13:50:59 GMT -5
Fancy turned her head to the side and narrowed her eyes at him. "No?" she asked him suddenly. "I can't if you don't give me a chance..." she said slightly hurt by her friends sharp retort. And with that she turned and walked away...
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Post by arianette on Jun 5, 2006 14:46:05 GMT -5
Aria nodded. "I suppose we should leave. I'm just happy no fights broke out." She really hoped things were calming down. "What have you been up to, mon chere?"
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Post by scaper on Jun 5, 2006 15:02:48 GMT -5
He stood and held his hand out to Arianette.
"Not much actually, just trying to talk some sense into Red. I actually broke down his door, which reminds me, I gotta get that fixed."
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Post by arianette on Jun 5, 2006 15:05:31 GMT -5
Aria took Clare's hand, standing up and smoothing out her black satin dress. She said in a slightly admonishing tone. "Oh Clare...breaking people's doors down. What sense did you have to talk in the poor boy that needed the door broken down for?"
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Post by scaper on Jun 5, 2006 15:20:18 GMT -5
" He's goin' through a hard time. Maybe he'll put the bottle down, think out his problems."
He walked with Arianette outside. Today was just one of those days.
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Post by arianette on Jun 5, 2006 15:27:57 GMT -5
Aria shook her head. "So many troubles...I'm glad you are trying to help him. You are a good man, Clare. I'm happy someone like you is looking out for us all.."
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Post by fancy on Jun 5, 2006 15:32:53 GMT -5
Fancy came around the corner and nearly smacked right into Aria and Carter. "Oh... so sorry.." she said hastily. "Hi Aria... and... ummm?" she had never met Carter before, only heard of him.
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