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Post by razor on Jun 14, 2006 19:40:11 GMT -5
"What's wrong?" He asked as Demon stopped next to him. He reached up and gently pulled her down, his eyes searching her face. "What happened Flanna?" He wiped away a tear she had missed, his anger flaring. Whoever did this was going to pay.
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Post by flanna on Jun 14, 2006 19:46:55 GMT -5
Flanna tried to be strong, she really did. But she couldn't take his hand on her face. She started crying again, softly. "I..my friend...boyfriend..whatever the hell he was..was waiting for me when I got back...he implied that I was a whore that I.." She still couldnt say it, shutting her eyes tightly. "After implying that more than was needed and telling me I couldnt be trusted and I just got myself in trouble, he dumped me." She laughed bitterly. "Funny thing is..I could care less about that...its just the things he said..."
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Post by razor on Jun 14, 2006 20:03:00 GMT -5
Razor pulled her into a hug, his arms wrapped around her tightly as she spoke. He listened to her, feeling his anger going up and up until he was sure he was clenching his teeth together. How dare that man....he had no idea who it was but rest assured he would find out... how dare he say such things to Flanna?!
"A whore?" He repeated, voice dark and emotionless, save for the anger. "Is that so?"
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Post by flanna on Jun 14, 2006 20:09:02 GMT -5
Flanna wrapped her arms around Razor, feeling safe..it felt right and helped her calm down. She stopped crying, just resing her head on his chest, keeping her eyes closed. With his embrace she managed to push all the bad memories of the past out.
After a few moments she spoke softly. "Yeah. He didn't say it exactly..but implied it enough..because you helped me when I was hurt and in no shape to go home.."
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Post by razor on Jun 14, 2006 20:14:04 GMT -5
He ran a hand along her upper back gently, quiet for a long time. He was so angry he could very well go out and kill the first person he saw, merely because it was throwing him for a loop to see his strong Flanna like this.
"I see." He took stock of what he had on him. He usually went to work with only a knife or two. He needed at least one more, and he needed to change. He also needed to talk to his brother. "What's his name?"
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Post by flanna on Jun 14, 2006 20:20:25 GMT -5
Flanna pulled back, looking into his face. If she told him, he might get put in jail for killing Sparks...but if she didn't tell him, he might kill every boy in Queens. Before she said his name she touched his face, having him look her in the eye. "Please..don't do anything to get yourself put in jail. I...want..need ya around... She managed to put her normal smirk on her face. "Okay?"
Her emerald eyes slid to an icy green as she spoke next. "Sparks. His name is Sparks."
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Post by razor on Jun 14, 2006 20:31:14 GMT -5
Razor touched the hand at his face, gripping it tightly. "I've already been there, Flanna, and i have no intention of going back. I wont do anything but give him what he deserves...In the end it is up to him how far we go. I'll be the better man, but i only have so much control."
He stared into her eyes, "Sparks....All right." He laid a light kiss on her forehead, before he swept around her, "Put Demon up, please." He said as he made his way out of the circle.
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Post by flanna on Jun 14, 2006 20:39:00 GMT -5
Flanna watched him go, her hair blowing about her softly. She grabbed Demon and nuzzled him a bit, placing him back in his stall. "Okay, Demon..I'm going to make sure you're trainer is okay." She kissed the horse on the nose, and went to follow Razor, whenever he went.
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Post by razor on Jun 14, 2006 20:44:40 GMT -5
He stopped at his apartment to leave Blade a note and to change into something easier to fight in. He slid another two blades somewhere on his person and swept back out the door, locking it behind him, making his way to Queens.
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Post by dusty on Jun 16, 2006 18:55:09 GMT -5
((New Day))
Dusty leaned on the gate and watched the horses. They were beautiful. She missed them. Living on a ranch in Montana for six years had made her realize her true passion for these animals. She carefully scanned the crowds, looking for someone familiar. She found no one. She sighed and stared a large black horse for a while. He had smooth movements and beautiful knee and hock action. She followed him with her eyes. His movements were percisice, his every step meaningful. Dusty smiled.
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Post by flanna on Jun 16, 2006 19:26:08 GMT -5
Flanna watched Dusty very carefully. If she got too close to Demon, things could get really dangerous. He didn't trust anyone but her or Raz and as a stallion he was very high strung. In a very trained and calculating voice she spoke. "I wouldn't get to close to the horse, Dusty."
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Post by dusty on Jun 16, 2006 21:53:03 GMT -5
Dusty smiled. "Wasn't planning on it..." she looked at Flanna. "He just reminds me of my old horse... he was a thoroughbred, tall, black, handsome...." she motioned to the horse. "See muscles just above the hocks? There overly developed... he's a powerful horse..." Dusty gazed up at Demon. "its beautiful... it reminds me of my showing days... i used to show jump... my horse, Dusty... thats how i got my nickname..." Images of that beautiful black horse and the small elite little girl with raven black hair and pool blue eyes, moving as one around a course of four foot fences, flashed into her mind. "I loved it..."
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Post by flanna on Jun 16, 2006 22:21:41 GMT -5
Flanna smiled at the girl. "I know what you mean...I come from a family of...horse...procuerers...you might say. I ride hard and fast..forget all that showy stuff...just riding free and riding rough." She leaned over and spoke in gaelic, Demon coming over with a whinny. "Hey boy..." He nuzzled him. He looked over at Dusty a bit skeptically, sidesteppning.
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Post by dusty on Jun 16, 2006 22:25:58 GMT -5
Dusty got that look in her eyes. The one that says 'i'm not the enemy...' her voice soft as she spoke. "Easy boy..." she didn't reach out to him, she knew better. Instead she stood her ground, casting her shadow in the opposite direction. She saw a slender grey mare grazing near by and focused her attention away from the big black creature. This was her way of letting him know she wasn't a threat. As she looked closer at the mare, she could see the small latino stablehand, placing a saddle delicatly on her back. She smiled.
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Post by flanna on Jun 16, 2006 22:37:29 GMT -5
Flanna kissed Demons nose a bit, speaking to him some more in gaelic. "Put your hand out gently..you know how to do this...just dont expect much from the horse. He suprised the hell out of Razor by even liking me..."
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