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Post by eveangeline7 on Mar 17, 2009 21:35:25 GMT -5
Gasping at the size of his library, her eyes widened in amazement. "It's amazing." she said, looking around at his vast book collection. Running her fingers along the nearest suitcase, she leaned over slightly to read the book titles. "I wouldn't bother making friends either if I had a library this size." she said, her voice still in awe.
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Post by xxpirateprincessxx on Mar 17, 2009 21:38:43 GMT -5
He ahd to laugh at that. That wasn't the reason he didn't have friends, but he'd go with her explanation. "I thought you'd be most comfortable in here while we're waiting for the darkness to come." he gestured for her to sit whereever she liked. "Please, make yourself comfortable, and are you sure I can't get you anything?"
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Post by eveangeline7 on Mar 17, 2009 21:47:56 GMT -5
"Oh no, I'm fine, thanks though." she said, turning back to face him. "So, why do you only like to go out in the darkness if you love the sun so much?" she asked, intrigued by the odd contradiction.
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Post by xxpirateprincessxx on Mar 17, 2009 21:51:01 GMT -5
"I have a condintion." he said. "I really can't be in the light, not direct sunlight, but lamps are okay." he tried to seem bashful and embarrassed by it. Though he was more frustrated. He never had to lie so much in a really long time. He got out of practice.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Mar 17, 2009 21:56:46 GMT -5
"Oh. Weird. Iv'e never hearad of that disease before." she said, her voice drifting off in thought. "So, you have no family, no friends, and you can't go out in direct sunlight. Wow. It sounds like your life is really restricted. Kinds seems to me like this masion is more like a prison..." she said, looking around.
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Post by xxpirateprincessxx on Mar 17, 2009 22:10:06 GMT -5
"I guess." he said. "It's really all I got...so yeah. There's nothing I can do about it, and so I make the best of it." he smiles warmly.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Mar 17, 2009 22:16:04 GMT -5
Feeling an immense amout of sorrow at the thought of- whoever this man was- living the rest of his life alone in this big, empty mansion, she took a deep breath, controlling her emotions. "What's your name?" she suddenly asked, remembering she hadn't found out the night before.. The next time he popped into her head while she was at work or right before she fell asleep, she wanted to be able to put a name to his face.
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Post by xxpirateprincessxx on Mar 17, 2009 22:21:03 GMT -5
"Chino." he said. "And yours?" he asked with a smile. He sat in one of the chairs, but the fireplace. There wasn't a fire going, but if it was cold enough out there would be one lit.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Mar 17, 2009 22:33:11 GMT -5
"Serenity." she said, taking a seat across from him. "Chino...thats a uniquie name. Did your parents ever tell you why they chose that name for you?" she asked.
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Post by xxpirateprincessxx on Mar 17, 2009 22:50:07 GMT -5
"No," he said. "I like your name too. It's really pretty. Do you know why you were named Serenity?" he asked in return.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Mar 17, 2009 23:22:15 GMT -5
"My parents told me it was because I never cried as a child- I would just look around with curious, gawking eyes and observe everyone around me." she said, shrugging. "So, tell me something about you that you think I wouldn't guess." she said, curious to know more about Chino, but not knowing the right questions to ask.
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Post by xxpirateprincessxx on Mar 18, 2009 16:15:11 GMT -5
"That's cute." he smiled referring to the thing where she was a baby. To her second question he shrugged. That was hard. There was just somehtings he wouldn't want her to know,m and others he really didn't care. "I don't know. My life is pretty much what you see."
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Post by eveangeline7 on Mar 18, 2009 16:19:28 GMT -5
Raising her eyebrow at him, she said, "Things are never as they seem." Looking around, she started pulling out a few books and flipping through them.
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Post by xxpirateprincessxx on Mar 18, 2009 16:35:37 GMT -5
He smiled at that. How true that is. He watched her flip through the books. Man there were so many conversations they could have...he just didn't want to get into them. What could he possible do with her? It was obvious she wans't going to go away anytime soon. "What made you come here?" he asked.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Mar 18, 2009 16:39:49 GMT -5
"When you say come here, do you mean come back to see you, or wonder into the mansion in the first place?" she asked, confused by what exactly he meant.
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