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 Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2007 6:24 pm
[Ugh, squishing things frightens me more than anything. The texture... and that sound... No, no, no! I'll not squish a thing anytime soon.] Rosalind looked up at him wearily. "He was..." The girl was unable to describe it. One part of her had fallen in love with him, and, yet, she despised him harshly. "He is." She resolved, leaving being as the best description that she could offer.
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Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2007 6:29 pm
on his way out the door, Jason stops and spins around "can i get you anything Rosalind?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2007 6:32 pm
"Would you," she said meekly, "a flower?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2007 6:34 pm
"ok, what kind of flower?" Jason asks
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Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2007 7:18 pm
"The smallest," Rosalind answered him. She looked off at the fluorescent lights above her and sighed.
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Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2007 7:44 pm
"be right back with your flower" a few minutes passed and Jason walks back into the infirmary with lillies in a vase and a glass of ice water for Rosalind, he sets them down on the table next to the bed "there you go" he sees that she is upset and sits on the side of the bed, he turns his head to Rosalind "cheer up" he smiled slightly "his spirit will live on in our hearts"
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Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2007 7:50 pm
She stared at the flowers for a long while. "Thank you."
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Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2007 8:31 pm
"your welcome, if you need anything, anything at all i'll be at this address" he hands Rosalind a note card that reads *3354 Kraynok street second floor apartment B-10* "you can also reach me at this phone number", he points to the bottom of the card showing her the number
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Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2007 8:51 pm
Fog seemed to form on the window. The vague vestiges of a face could be picked out by an imaginative mind...
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Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2007 10:30 pm
Jason looks at the window "did u see a face in that window?" he asks Rosalind as he points to the window "ive probably gotta go home and get some sleep, you should probably get some rest also Rosalind" Jason sais, then walks out of the infimary and leaves the school
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2007 9:15 am
Rosalind was too weak to turn her head. There was a familiar warmth, there, though. She closed her eyes, sealing teardrops in, and fell asleep with the card in hand. [I think it peculiar how quickly people in RPs recover from death. It makes me wonder if I am being too realistic...]
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2007 9:20 am
(Nah, you're not. You're creating Balance. Besides, Vladmir didn't actually die. He just got... ummmm... dispersed. And the process of his return will actually be lengthy, so shall I make it. It'll start off with the hints, and the doubts...)
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2007 9:30 am
[...But the others aren't aware of this...] The birds sung in the morning. There was a humid stillness over the campus.
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2007 9:34 am
(YET. Give it time, child. All shall come to fruition in time.)
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2007 2:49 pm
she wanted to help but fell into a deep holl, "oh! for heavens sake!!!!!!!" she climbed out and stood to help fight.
(heheheheheeeeee!!!!!!!! that makes me think of Crawling, and Papercut. in a weird twisted way, bu tyou cand just step on snakes and have then dead, they just get pissed and you get bitten)
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