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Post by Koops on Mar 29, 2008 23:15:49 GMT -5
"I'm a shadow demon and just to tell you, I don't hurt people, so don't be afraid of me, please." He whispered and stood up from the toilet seat and rubbed his cheek, it healed up slowly, the skin mending slowly together. Thorn could tell she had been slightly freaked out with his words so he was trying to make sure she would be alright with him..
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Post by xxpirateprincessxx on Mar 29, 2008 23:19:54 GMT -5
She nodded, and calmed down a bit. "I'm not afraid of you." she said. She truly wasn't, just afradi of what he must think of her. She looked down at her hands and saw her finger was still blood stained. "Oh well." she thought, She didn't mind it. Then she thought of proxide, but didn't want to be more unmannerly then she had already been. Emilie looked up at him and smiled.
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Post by Koops on Mar 29, 2008 23:26:05 GMT -5
He nodded her head and then left the bathroom, walking downstairs slowly and into the living room. He turned on the television to an opera and looked at the women that was singing, his eyes narrowing slightly. Thorn yawned and then walked into the kitchen, moving to start washing dishes.
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Post by xxpirateprincessxx on Mar 29, 2008 23:28:52 GMT -5
She stood in the bathroom feeling...in a way rejected. She looked down at the floor for a few minutes. then she heard voices form down stairs. It was beautiful. she followed and saw the TV on. She stared at it. No one else was in the room with her. she thought she should go to her room and stay until the storm ended, but the voice was captivating.
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Post by Koops on Mar 29, 2008 23:32:26 GMT -5
Thorn walked into the room, staring at Emilie curiously before moving to stand beside her and watch the TV. "You like Opera as well?" He asked, eyes moving from the television to her stitched up face, he wanted to touch them threads but knew that he shouldn't.
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Post by xxpirateprincessxx on Mar 29, 2008 23:34:30 GMT -5
"That's what it's called?" she asked and looked at him. She looked down again. "I've never heard of it or heard it before." she said. She gave a little embarrassed smile at him and looking up.
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Post by Koops on Mar 29, 2008 23:40:07 GMT -5
"Yes, it touches my sould really, their voices are so beautiful and ominous." He whispered lowly to her, moving to take a relaxed seat on the couch, he had to stay like this all of the time or he'd have a bad Emphysema attack. "It's magic to me."
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Post by xxpirateprincessxx on Mar 29, 2008 23:45:54 GMT -5
She smiled. "I never met anyone who thinks liek you." she said. "Don't get me wrong." she said quickly. "I like it. It is magic." she said still smiling. She looked back at the screen. She sat on the floor where she once stood.
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Post by Koops on Mar 29, 2008 23:51:32 GMT -5
Thorn nodded his head, eyes closing as he listened to the womens voice, it was joined by a males slowly. "You're a very interesting young women." He said, complimented her.
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Post by xxpirateprincessxx on Mar 29, 2008 23:54:20 GMT -5
"how so?" she asked. She looked back at him.
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Post by Koops on Mar 29, 2008 23:55:43 GMT -5
"You're a rag doll, you like Opera and you tried to help me out when you didn't even know me." Thorn rasped out, he stood. "Sorry." His throat constricted after that and he went into the kitchen to grab his medicine.
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Post by xxpirateprincessxx on Mar 29, 2008 23:57:34 GMT -5
She watched him go and thought about what he had said. Wouldn't anyone help someone who needed it? She looked inot a corner somewhere thinking.
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Post by Koops on Mar 30, 2008 0:02:05 GMT -5
He came back and kneeled down beside her form slowly, taking a look at her for a while, his hand moved out and touched her face gently, tracing one of the threads, he was totally enthralled with her. The opera turned darker, the ambience of it floating into his ears slowly.
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Post by xxpirateprincessxx on Mar 30, 2008 0:07:15 GMT -5
She turned her head to look at him as he held her face in his hands. She felt his finger trace her stitches on her face. She put her hand top of his hand on her face. She closed her eyes.
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Post by Koops on Mar 30, 2008 0:12:57 GMT -5
Thorn stared at her, his thumb traced her jaw line slowly, he wanted to learn about her, how she lived as a rag doll and how it felt to be one. Her skin felt of fabric, very soft fabric, he hummed quietly at her then removed his hand from her face and sat back a bit.
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