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Post by Prince on Jul 23, 2007 4:35:03 GMT -5
Feed the ducks or just hang out!
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Post by moira on Jul 19, 2008 22:59:47 GMT -5
Moira sighed, letting her feet bury in the sandy soil at the edge of the pond. She'd been avoiding Sam for a couple days now. The news was bad...and she just didn't know what to say. She felt she was going to lose him if she uttered the words she was going to have to...but maybe it was better if she didn't tell him. He didn't need to deal with the troubles.
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Post by Dodger Samuels on Jul 20, 2008 16:07:34 GMT -5
It had taken him awhile to track her down, enough was enough-- really he knew she was avoiding him because of this and now he had something else to deal with on top of it. It would take all the Artful Dodger's concentration to get out of this. He sat down beside her and watched the water and the sun. "Hiding from me, love?" he snorted. "Moira--" the tone of his voice, he knew well enough that something was dead wrong.
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Post by moira on Jul 20, 2008 16:26:19 GMT -5
Moira looked over at Sam a he sat down, biting her lip, looking back down at her feet. "I didn't mean to..I just knew you were busy, and I've been busy..." She coughed, covering her mouth with a red hankerchief. It took her a few minutes to calm the cough, breathing raggidly by the end of it.
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Post by Dodger Samuels on Jul 20, 2008 16:57:21 GMT -5
He frowned and looked towards the water, "Moira, you need to go away--" He knew it, everyone knew it, she needed to at least try to get a little bit better. And she couldn't do that in the city.
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Post by moira on Jul 20, 2008 17:00:02 GMT -5
"...I know that, Sam." She breathed shallowly, frowning. "But you know, shouldn't I be telling you that, instead of you telling me that? Trying to get rid of me?" She stood up, swaying a bit. She was more upset than she should be, he was just trying to help.
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Post by Dodger Samuels on Jul 20, 2008 20:15:42 GMT -5
He reached up and took her hand, he could hear how upset she was but he couldn't do much about that. "I'd never try to get rid of you, Moira. Ever, but I don't want you dying on me either and you are sick-- I know it and so does everyone--" there was a pain in his voice, he was trying so hard but-- nothing seemed to work.
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Post by moira on Jul 21, 2008 4:07:32 GMT -5
Moira felt the tears hit her cheeks, wiping them away angrily. "I know, Sam, I know. I'm not stupid.." She bit her lip. "...but going away...I'll be all alone, and I'll probably die anyways." There it was, why she didn't want to go.
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Post by Dodger Samuels on Jul 21, 2008 14:32:01 GMT -5
He growled and tugged her quickly down into his lap, he wrapped his arms around her and tried hard not to sound crisp. "You are not dying, Moira and I'll be damned if I'll let you die-- going away doesn't mean your alone I'm with you where ever you go even if I'm still here, love, I'm thinkin of you.."
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Post by moira on Jul 21, 2008 17:23:46 GMT -5
Moira rolled her eyes, settling down in his arms, trying not to cough. "You don't know that, Sam. And you really don't have a choice...besides, you'll have more than enough to keep you busy here." She sighed, exhausted from her little outbursts. "Maybe you just have crap luck...your first girl left you, and your second girl died." She smiled weakly.
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Post by Dodger Samuels on Jul 21, 2008 19:35:47 GMT -5
"That's a terrible joke, Moira.." he looked just flat out exhausted with it and he pressed his forehead against her neck, trying to sort things out. "Moira, you won't die and leave me behind, you've got more strength than that-- and I need you to live, it's all so bloody stupid.." The good die young, his father had said that-- then cackled and said he'd live forever.
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Post by moira on Jul 21, 2008 20:31:07 GMT -5
Moira sighed. "You don't know that Sam. I get tired of fighting. I don't want to go away. My ticket and place are already booked though..Arianette took care of it." She curled up against his chest. "Sorry, I'm making this harder for you. Just...just try and forget about me, okay?"
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Post by Dodger Samuels on Jul 30, 2008 18:43:03 GMT -5
He rolled his eyes to the sky and let out a sigh, "Moira, I can't forget about you, thats like asking me forget about sunlight, alright love? Just get better and come home--" he looked down at her. "That's all I want-- okay, get better and come home..." And one day marry him and have a family but that was in left field-- didn't mean he didn't want it but it wasn't his place to ask it of her just yet.
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Post by moira on Jul 31, 2008 19:08:38 GMT -5
Moira sighed. "Doesn't mean I'm not still scared." She wrung her fingers into her skirts. "I...I guess I should be going."
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Post by Dodger Samuels on Jul 31, 2008 19:13:37 GMT -5
"Moira, you love me don't you?" he was still holding her and refusing to let her go for a moment. He needed to hold onto this and imprint it in his mind.
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