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Post by Cute on Nov 11, 2010 18:09:19 GMT -7
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Me:OWIE~! You Know Thats ME! D:<
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Post by Rogue of Night on Nov 11, 2010 18:10:36 GMT -7
ooc: I meant your character missy  .... wait ....  ; I'M SORRY!!!! |
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Post by Cute on Nov 11, 2010 18:10:48 GMT -7
Pickle met up with Rosie. "Daemon.. was sp-" "I know." Pickle stuttered as he examined her face. "He loves you.." Rosie sighed as her heart wrenched at her next words. "I know.. I don't care.."
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Post by Rogue of Night on Nov 11, 2010 18:13:19 GMT -7
That night, after a brawl had broken out in the camp and Daemon had silenced them all, he had retired to his shelter to rest. He was drained, physically, emotionally, and just needed to recuperate.
He lay atop his cot, eyes closed, and his chest rose and fell in gentle rhythm with his breathing. He tried not to think, not to let his mind cloud.
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Post by Cute on Nov 11, 2010 18:15:33 GMT -7
Rosie had fallen asleep soundly by a small river, her reflection mimced her movements. She wanted him. She needed him. But apparently, her mind didn't.
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Me: Dx
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Post by Rogue of Night on Nov 11, 2010 18:17:26 GMT -7
ooc: That confuses me..........
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Post by Cute on Nov 11, 2010 18:18:07 GMT -7
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SHES SLEEPING. Dx
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Post by Rogue of Night on Nov 11, 2010 18:19:46 GMT -7
ooc: I know that But I meant the part that her mind didn't need him.... |
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Post by Cute on Nov 11, 2010 18:21:24 GMT -7
Her Heart Wants Him, Her Mind Doesn't.
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Post by Rogue of Night on Nov 11, 2010 18:26:01 GMT -7
ooc: Hrm. Still doesn't make sense to me, but whatever.
bic: It was the middle of the night when Daemon woke up, riddled in sweat, panting heavily. He had just had a nightmare, one that had seemed all too real to him. Rosie had died, been murdered by his brother, and he had been left to clean up the pieces.
The demon man curled up on his side, assuming the fetal position, while wide eyes stared at whatever appeared in his direct vision. It was going to happen. He was sure of it. And there would be no way to stop it. She didn't want him anymore, and he was sure she wouldn't accept his help if it came down to it. After all, she always preferred Subaia over him anyway.
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Post by Cute on Nov 11, 2010 18:30:11 GMT -7
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*Thinks Subaia Is Badass* >w> <w<
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Rosie was sound asleep as Pickle watched her with loving eyes. He wouldn't let anything hurt her, as she saved his life 10 years ago.
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Post by Rogue of Night on Nov 11, 2010 18:33:18 GMT -7
ooc: He's also a player and spoken for -cough- sort of
bic: "Daemon, sir? I--" his subordinate stared, blinking, with curiosity. "Sir...? Something wrong?"
"Take over for me today, will you?" Daemon asked quietly.
The man simply nodded and left, knowing something was wrong with the leader.
Daemon sighed tiredly.
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Post by Cute on Nov 11, 2010 18:48:06 GMT -7
Rosie came as well, her soul re-energized. "Pickle..?" Pickle was fast asleep, as he had been watching her all night. Rosie smiled at the sight of the child.
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Post by Rogue of Night on Nov 11, 2010 18:51:28 GMT -7
ooc: I'm running out of things to make Daemon do. He's got no energy to go anywhere.
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Post by Cute on Nov 11, 2010 18:52:10 GMT -7
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Tell The Person In Charge To Like, Get Him Water Or Food. o:
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