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Post by Harli on Nov 8, 2006 19:18:13 GMT -5
Rain pounded the boats and docks... The waves were fierce today... because of the storm, no doubt. He was there, walking through the shadows. The red hood upon his hoodie was hiding his face at the moment, and his tail was wrapped around his right leg, which was covered in worn blue jeans. He coughed softly, staring into the water.... Oh how easy it would be to jump in and end his misery... He was such a traitor... such an ass.... The male was apparently sick, seeing as he was pale and thinner than usual... To tell you the truth, he looked like shit... and could care less.... The thunder boomed as the lightning flashed, and Constantine began to silently weep.... rain hiding his tears...
(Short....sorry...Y_Y)
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Post by Poison Flower on Nov 8, 2006 19:30:03 GMT -5
Bree was dressed in all black. She was wearing a black dress that stopped right above her knees. It had fishnet sleeves that extended past her fingertips. It was raining...she didn't care. She was bare foot. She was going to catch a cold that was for sure. She stood there, looking at the waters. She was a fool...why did she keep messing with herself. She knew she would never see him again...so why would she look for him?
Bree had stopped shedding tears after that day Con met his children for the first time. Bree's silver hair was soak and wet, her whole body was wet. She still didn't care. She remembered what a dear friend said. She then looked down, hugging herself. "Con...I miss you so much..." she whispered, "come home..." She was starting to shake, it was a sign that she was freezing.
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Post by Harli on Nov 8, 2006 19:42:00 GMT -5
He sighed, biting his lip until it bled... "I'm sorry... I'm so sorry...." he whispered sadly. Constantine hadn't noticed Bree, as he was farther down the dock... and only a shadow amongst the rain and fog... He slid backwards slightly as the wind picked up.... The wood was so slippery... and he should've known he'd fall... A sharp yelp escaped him as he fell backwards, head hitting the wood rather hardly... The male groaned, unsteadily rising. Great... Now he was dizzy and had a migrane... Heh... Just his luck...
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Post by Poison Flower on Nov 8, 2006 19:44:28 GMT -5
Bree closed her eyes. She then jumped when she heard a yelp. Her eyes snapped open. She started to run in the direction where she had heard the yelp. She almost slipped a couple times. She got closer and closer to the shadow figure. It was extremely cold so whenever she breathed she could see her breath. She then skidded to a stop. She saw a man, but couldn't see his face. "Are you okay sir?" she asked, sounding concerned. She was out of breath, and needed to regain it.
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Post by Harli on Nov 8, 2006 20:02:45 GMT -5
Constanting groaned, raising his hand to his head just as the wind blew his hood down... His dazed eyes examined her for a moment, and his lip quivvered. "B... Bree?" he whispered softly. He took a slow step back, legs still shaking slightly.
(Lame... Sorry..>.>)
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Post by Poison Flower on Nov 8, 2006 20:06:09 GMT -5
Bree watched him. She then heard the man call her name. That voice...it sounded so...familiar. Her eyes then widened, she gasped. "C-C-C-C-Con?" she looked at him, she could barely say his name. What happened to him. She could have cried, right there. But she wouldn't, she couldn't, and she didn't want too. Without warning she quickly wrapped her arms around him, embracing him tightly. She snapped her eyes shut. "Con...." her voice was shaky.
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Post by Harli on Nov 8, 2006 20:14:29 GMT -5
He slowly wrapped his arms around her as well... and he coughed again.... Constantine closed his eyes, stomache churning... He shuddered as the familiar voice sang through his head...
'aww...howsweet.....killher....youknowitswhatyouwant....'
"I'm s-sorry, Bree... I'm s-so s-sorry...."
(Lame...>.>
I'm babysitting my evil niece and nephew... so... yeahh...xP)
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Post by Poison Flower on Nov 8, 2006 20:16:49 GMT -5
Bree continued to shake. "Con...I...you...you can't be sorry..." her voice was extremely shakey. She held the tears back, she didn't want to cry. She heard him cough, and then she started to cough. "I should be sorry....you were...right...I can't..." she opened her eyes, "there's no way..." She wasn't making any sense, probably because she just lost all sense within herself.
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Post by Harli on Nov 8, 2006 20:24:33 GMT -5
"Shhh..." he said softly. "Don't speak... There'll be time for that later... but you're getting sick... so I'm going to take you home...." He smiled faintly, hoisting her up into his arms. He leapt onto the top of a boat, making his way towards the appartment in which Bree lived.... "I'll make you... s-some soup.... and y-you can rest...." He coughed again, shuddering.
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Post by Poison Flower on Nov 8, 2006 20:27:20 GMT -5
Bree felt herself being lifted from the grounds. She opened her eyes slowly, to see Con. "So when did you learn how to make soup?" she asked, smiling. She covered her mouth and coughed. She was surprised that he remembered where she lived. She then heard him cough. "Con you're worse than I am..." she said, "put me down...don't put yourself into anymore pain..."
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Post by Harli on Nov 8, 2006 20:34:22 GMT -5
"I cook sometimes... o-ok?" he said, smirking. "No... I w-won't put you down.... I'm t-taking you home.... and y-you can't s-stop me..."
(Lame... back in a few... shower.)
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Post by Poison Flower on Nov 8, 2006 20:36:03 GMT -5
Bree smiled when he made a cooking comment about himself. "Oh really?" she asked. She then stopped smiling. She crossed her arms. 'I swear...you're digging your own grave...continuing the way you do" she said. She continued to shake, she was extremely cold. She coughed again.
Ooc||Alright.
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Post by Harli on Nov 8, 2006 20:52:31 GMT -5
"How c-can I be digging my grave... when I'm already dead...?" he asked, alighting onto the top step of the apartment complex. He entered, making his way to where he had first met Aroniti(sp?).... and where the children most likely where... He opened the door, stepping inside. His pale form crept towards her room, careful not to make a sound, as he didn't want to scare the kids...
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Post by Poison Flower on Nov 8, 2006 20:54:23 GMT -5
"I forgot about that" she said. She then saw her apartment, they were finally at the front door. "I sent...the kids to their grandmother's house for the week" she said, "they won't be back for a while...I have to get as much overtime in as I possibly can to keep a roof over their heads" She sighed. She coughed again. "Alright now can you put me down?" she asked.
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Post by Harli on Nov 8, 2006 21:01:48 GMT -5
He nodded softly, setting her down on the couch. "I.... I think I c-can help..." he said wearily, pulling a rather large wad of cash from his pocket. "The Agency pays well... and I've been saving f-for a bit... Take it..." He extended the money towards her,jaw set. He wasn't going to take 'no' for an answer. "It's t-the least I can d-do..." He coughed into a balled fist.
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