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Post by Grove on Dec 26, 2004 0:28:38 GMT -5
((It cannot be helped sometimes, but all is resolved. Thank you for changing your post Tsubaki.))
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Post by Stephen Christiansen on Dec 26, 2004 0:48:53 GMT -5
Stephen woke from his slumber with a yawn. The bed he had slept on was wonderfully soft and comfortable. To be expected of those who strive to put so much effort into every aspect of their life, one thing Stephen envied women for. He exited the room and proceeded back the way he came in, hoping to stop the feminist Leader.
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Post by Lady Violet on Dec 26, 2004 1:01:51 GMT -5
I finally look up from my work and notice that Damascus is sitting in my office.
"I am sorry, I was so busy I didn't notice you come in. It is good to see you. Have you been well?"
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Post by Sayuka on Dec 26, 2004 1:11:26 GMT -5
[glow=violet,2,300]I think we should stay and fight. I will call others to help us. We are not going to lose this time.[/glow]
I mentally contact anyone at the base who might be willing to lend us a hand.
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Post by Damascus on Dec 26, 2004 1:18:45 GMT -5
Damascus had been dwidling his thumbs, waiting for Violet to get done with what looked like important paperwork.
"As well as can be suspected with nothing to do but wait for one of my worst nightmares to come true. Jumala Obsidion . . . but anyway, you said that I could come in and talk to you, so I decided on sooner against later." He grimaced at first, Obsidion wasn't a happy ssubject at all. But he smiled when he finished, for no other reason than a smile is what he always wore in lue of a straight line of indifference for a mouth.
"I've been thinking alot lately, what with all the time I've had and all. I've been thinking hard about all the things that I take for granded and things that I might ask you about our relationship." That was the right word, but she might mistake its meaning.
"That is, I've been thinking about what you mean to me, and what I think that I mean to you. One of them is really high, the other one is abyssnally low. I said that I've thought alot about these questions, and I suppose my first one would be: What do I mean to you exactly, Violet?"
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Post by Lady Violet on Dec 26, 2004 1:23:40 GMT -5
"You are a friend to me and someone that I trust. I know that I am often too busy to do things with people or even show them that I care, but you are one of my more trusted operatives."
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Post by Damascus on Dec 26, 2004 1:27:01 GMT -5
Well, at least she was honest. His face fell a bit, but he tried not to let his disappointment show. Nothing more than a friend and operative.
"I've also been wondering if you think that I'm a good operative, and if I'm a usefull one. I personally think that I've been more of a hinderance to Red Infinity and, more importantly to me, to you, Violet." He said, not quite meeting her eyes.
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Post by Kelthassil on Dec 26, 2004 1:29:27 GMT -5
"I am not fond of her either, and in truth, I would not so much mind delivering some chastisement myself."
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Post by Lady Violet on Dec 26, 2004 1:31:12 GMT -5
"You always take whatever mission I give you. You work well with others and always do a good job at the missions you are given. I would say that of all the dragons, I can count on you the most."
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Post by Kankahattaret on Dec 26, 2004 1:35:46 GMT -5
"Tsubaki, we don't like you or your master. There must be easier ways to find out how to use the kampa. If this fight persists, I am inclined to fight you."
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Post by Damascus on Dec 26, 2004 1:36:45 GMT -5
"I'd been hearing mutterings of how useless I was, how I was to absrobed with . . . well, that's not important. Violet, I'm sorry if this is a little bit too personal, and I'm sorry to offend, but who do you love? I don't mean family, mom, dad, brother, sister love, but who is it you care about the most?" He said, still not meeting her eyes and looking over at her bookshelf mostly.
He'd thought of that one on the spree of the moment, curiousity taking him and an overwhelming sadness at what he thought the answer might be. He wanted so much to cry.
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Post by Lady Violet on Dec 26, 2004 1:40:00 GMT -5
"I am not in love with anyone. I care about many people, but there is no single man whom I love. I care about Set and Leon Trotsky. I also care about Mr. Futsu and Zhuge Liang. It is hard to say, I don't love anyone above anyone else."
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Post by Damascus on Dec 26, 2004 1:45:36 GMT -5
Trotsky? Leon Trotsky? What the . . .? He could understand everyone else, but that didn't make any sence to him. Well, things happen and people get to know other people. He wouldn't read to much into it. Nevermind it, it didn't matter.
"Do you think its strange that I love you and Rayven both so much, that I'm torn between feelings of sadness that you don't feel like me and happiness that I can just be near you. I feel the exact same feelings for Rayven too. Sad that I haven't seen her in forever, and also that I think I love you more than her. And then the overwhelming happiness I feel to have omeone who I used to be able to talk to about anything at anytime and that she might feel the same." He looks at the ground, words pouring out of him like a water faucet. "Do you think that I'm a freak, that I'm crazy, for thinking all of this? For feeling all of this?"
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Post by Lady Violet on Dec 26, 2004 1:49:26 GMT -5
"I don't think it is strange. I think that you are better off with Rayven. She is a dragon and she can give you what you want. I can't. I use men and can never truly love anyone. I love...well, people in general, but I doubt I will ever settle for one man."
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Post by Damascus on Dec 26, 2004 1:58:04 GMT -5
It was the truth, and it was also the last thing he wanted to hear.
"Better off . . . maybe. There would still the regret of forgetting about you and what you mean to me." He said, head hung in sadness and confusion. A thought came to him then, then more and more. Dark thoughts, ones that weren't true, but made sence to a mind that was clouded with to many emotions.
"Do you hate me," He said, finally looking up with stone cold eyes. Haunted eyes. "Violet? Do you think I'm just messed up and to much of a bother? Are you just saying I'm better with Rayven so that I'll forget about you, leave you alone for once, and the you can forget about me, be free of one more burden? Is that what I am to you Violet, a burden, a weight to drag you down? An fly in your ear, an itch you can't scratch? Is that what," He swallowed hard, head snapping to look at the floor. "What I-. . . I am? Something h-horrible that you want to get rid of?"
Tears hit the carpeting and he couldn't stop his dark feelings from welling up inside of him. Sadness, anger, pain . . . an abyss of dark feelings and thoughts darker and more black than the Void itself. He felt cold inside.
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