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Post by Milk on Sept 9, 2007 13:45:33 GMT -5
Damon ignored him and stared at the ceiling. He was bored.
About 10 minutes later, some men and women came in and light the fireplace and had a jar with a Thermo in it. "Just put it up whenever." they said and left. Damon sat near the fireplace, soaking in the heat and shedding some of the layers as the house gradually become cozy.
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Post by Koops on Sept 9, 2007 13:52:19 GMT -5
Brandon ame back out silently and sat down on the couch he was on before, he leaned back on it. He had a book in his hands and quietly flipped threw the pages of it. I can't believe I bought this... But it's really good... Dammit I can't believe I listen to these dudes and their band broke up a long time ago and some of the members died. The teen thought and read intently, it was pretty awesome in a sense.
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Post by Milk on Sept 9, 2007 14:28:25 GMT -5
Damon looked over at Brandon. "What are you reading?" he asked.
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Post by Koops on Sept 9, 2007 16:27:38 GMT -5
"It's all about the the beatles... actuaklly the book is called 'The Beatles' but... you know what I mean. It's about their movies, songs and what their hobbies were and jazz like that." Brandon explained as he flipped threw some more pages after having read them with an intent look on his face.
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Post by Milk on Sept 9, 2007 21:30:46 GMT -5
Damon nodded and stared at the fireplace. "The Beatles were good." he commented, still watching the flames flicker around. He was now just in a sweater and sweatpants, looking normal.
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Post by Koops on Sept 9, 2007 21:35:34 GMT -5
"Yeah, they're very good." He replied, he sighed at how the heat was from the fire place and lid down on the couch. Brandon propped himself up a bit on one of the couches arms and then kept reading his book. I like... George Harrison but I think I like John Lenon better, he was a peace keeper... The boy thought to himself and yawned a bit, not tired or bored he just got to much air in his lungs.
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Post by Milk on Sept 9, 2007 21:43:42 GMT -5
Damon blinked and continued to stare at the fire, thinking. Lets see...Tomorrow it's just me and him and either Mint or Rowen going. he noted to himself and looked over at the skeleton boy. "What's it like being a skeleton?"
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Post by Koops on Sept 9, 2007 21:47:46 GMT -5
Brandon looked over at him with a raised eyebrow and chuckled. "It's kind of weird at first because you can feel the air on your bones and stuff like that and you loose all of your skin but it's alright. I like it because I can create bones and moke them come out of my body all over and then make them come out from other places." He explained and put down his book, sighing softly and yawning once again.
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Post by Milk on Sept 9, 2007 21:53:10 GMT -5
Damon nodded and stored the information. "That's cool. Can you turn into some kind of demented animal with that ability?" he asked.
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Post by Koops on Sept 9, 2007 21:56:25 GMT -5
"Um... I don't know.... But I do know that I can make bones come out of other people without even touching them. And I can make it hurt or I can make it so they can't even feel it and give animals extra bones. Once I made a rats bones uncolapsable and when it tried to get under a door it couldn't." Brandon stated, he snickered at the memory of how confused the little animal was.
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Post by Milk on Sept 9, 2007 22:01:16 GMT -5
Damon smiled at that. "That's cool. And how did the rat react?" he asked, turning to look at Brandon now. It was nice, conversing. He tilted his head to the side and waited for the answer to come. "What weapons can you make with your bones?"
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Post by Koops on Sept 9, 2007 22:07:02 GMT -5
He thought about the two questions. "The rat was very confused and instead of trying to collapse it's bones again it climbed up the walls." Brandon answred, grimacing at the rembrance of having to stab it through the stomach. "I can make any weapon with my bones, it's very easty actually. And I can control them once they're out of my body."
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Post by Milk on Sept 9, 2007 22:09:57 GMT -5
Damon nodded. "That'll be useful tomorrow." he stated. "Any weapon huh? Hm...Bomb? Gun? Poison? Dagger? Pen?" he asked, standing and sitting closer so they weren't talking across the room. He yawned and cracked his neck, the crack sounding like two rocks being clanged together, like someone clapping but only with rocks.
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Post by Koops on Sept 9, 2007 22:15:57 GMT -5
"I can make poison, I can make my fingertips bullets that shoot out, yes a dagger ad I can make a pen to. The pens harder though because I can't really get ink in it." Brandon stated, he looked at Damon and watched as he came over closer. he listened to the sound of his bones cracking and then looked away.
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Post by Milk on Sept 9, 2007 22:19:06 GMT -5
Damon nodded. "That sucks." he stated and was silent, unsure of what to say. He listened to the crackling of the fire continue, making the room fill with light noise to fill the silence between them. "What kind of jobs do you do?" he finally asked Brandon.
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