Oh man. I just spent 3 days at my grandparents' house. I thought I was
going to go crazy axe murderer on all of them! I have had way too much
"family bonding". Waaaaaay too much. Yes. Well. I'm going to write now.
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The Assassin walked down the hall with certain Clerics on her mind. He was hungry and decided to go grab something to eat, leaving her to her own devices. A smile hadn't left her mouth since she left him last.
Taryn turned the corner and was walking toward the Assassin. It was a total role reversal for the two girls. The Assassin did not remove her smile as they drew closer and Taryn had an expression between sadness and frustration. Silent tears dripped from Taryn's eyes. The Assassin looked down at the girl with concern in her eyes.
"What is the matter?"
Taryn looked up at the Assassin with a hint of loathing and hatred.
"You ruined him," she whispered. "you RUINED him! You bitch! How could you do this to him? You.. You. you.." She dissolved into tears and collapsed to her knees on the floor.
The Assassin looked puzzled at the crying girl at her feet. She knelt down and put her hand on Taryn's shoulder. Taryn's eyes remained clenched shut as she sobbed somewhat uncontrollably. Her back shook from the ragged breaths she slipped in between the sobs. She cried until there were no more tears to cry. Sniffles and hiccups took the place of the sobs.
Taryn looked up at the Assassin. The smile had faded, but the light that was in her eyes was still there. Her face was mostly impassive, slightly tinged with concern. Taryn sighed shakily.
"I'm ok," that statement earned a level look from the Assassin. "Ok. Maybe not ok. It's just that the fire that was in him is gone. He doesn't want to do any of the things that we used to do. None. All he does is mope about saying how big the mistakes he made are and how he doesn't know how to repent for them. His, not the Dragon's, spirit is the reason I loved him. He was fun and a little dangerous. Before the Dragon took total control, we'd have so much fun. Now all he does is look depressed. Ever since you beat him." she trailed off.
The Assassin tried her hardest to keep the disdain and anger from her voice when she replied.
"If I hadn't beaten him, you would be dead now. Pure and simple. I don't care who he was before the Dragon. He could have been the bloody Pope for all I care, the Dragon did what it did and that is that. As for his moping, I think we can fix that. That is if you wouldn't mind putting yourself in a little, let's say, mock danger?" the Assassin said with a mischievous look in her eyes.
Taryn looked at the Assassin with a little apprehension before nodding.
The Assassin smiled. "Excellent. Now if there's one thing that a man in love with you will do is be very protective."
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The Cleric had searched the entire kitchen area finding only stale chips and close to expired sushi. 'There's still another six, seven hours until this goes bad. Sounds good.' He then began his search for chopsticks. This was an excursion on its own. He did find the utensil drawer after about ten minutes, only to find that there was one chopstick. 'One? How the devil is there only one?' He growled quietly to himself and began the search for another chopstick.
He did find another eventually. Emphasis on eventually. It took about twenty minutes to find another, which for some reason had a pink stain on it. It was clean but there was a stain.
He ate the sushi quickly, finalizing his meal with a Mountain Dew (yummy. I think I'll grab one for me.).
'Hmm. I wonder where Amys went. I wonder if she'd.' and he walked out of the kitchen.
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Owen had borrowed a CD from St. John and was listening to it as he was walking down the hallway. St. John had hooked him on Evanescence a few days back and he couldn't stop listening to it. He came across Taryn hanging upside down from the ceiling. Seemingly suspended from nothing, she swung lazily. Owen stopped and pulled off his headphones slowly. He quirked his head slowly.
"Uh, Tar, you want some help?" he asked slowly.
She smiled and put her index finger to her lips shushing him.
"Go, Owe, I'm busy! Don't tell Ronin I'm here either, ok?" she smiled and Owen shook his head, replaced his headphones and continued on.
Taryn giggled quietly before taking a deep breath and screaming at the top of her lungs.
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Guys, another weakness has been revealed to me. *sighs* I am putty in the hands if a good massage to my shoulders. I can't believe I have another weakness! I guess that makes two. O well.
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The Assassin walked down the hall with certain Clerics on her mind. He was hungry and decided to go grab something to eat, leaving her to her own devices. A smile hadn't left her mouth since she left him last.
Taryn turned the corner and was walking toward the Assassin. It was a total role reversal for the two girls. The Assassin did not remove her smile as they drew closer and Taryn had an expression between sadness and frustration. Silent tears dripped from Taryn's eyes. The Assassin looked down at the girl with concern in her eyes.
"What is the matter?"
Taryn looked up at the Assassin with a hint of loathing and hatred.
"You ruined him," she whispered. "you RUINED him! You bitch! How could you do this to him? You.. You. you.." She dissolved into tears and collapsed to her knees on the floor.
The Assassin looked puzzled at the crying girl at her feet. She knelt down and put her hand on Taryn's shoulder. Taryn's eyes remained clenched shut as she sobbed somewhat uncontrollably. Her back shook from the ragged breaths she slipped in between the sobs. She cried until there were no more tears to cry. Sniffles and hiccups took the place of the sobs.
Taryn looked up at the Assassin. The smile had faded, but the light that was in her eyes was still there. Her face was mostly impassive, slightly tinged with concern. Taryn sighed shakily.
"I'm ok," that statement earned a level look from the Assassin. "Ok. Maybe not ok. It's just that the fire that was in him is gone. He doesn't want to do any of the things that we used to do. None. All he does is mope about saying how big the mistakes he made are and how he doesn't know how to repent for them. His, not the Dragon's, spirit is the reason I loved him. He was fun and a little dangerous. Before the Dragon took total control, we'd have so much fun. Now all he does is look depressed. Ever since you beat him." she trailed off.
The Assassin tried her hardest to keep the disdain and anger from her voice when she replied.
"If I hadn't beaten him, you would be dead now. Pure and simple. I don't care who he was before the Dragon. He could have been the bloody Pope for all I care, the Dragon did what it did and that is that. As for his moping, I think we can fix that. That is if you wouldn't mind putting yourself in a little, let's say, mock danger?" the Assassin said with a mischievous look in her eyes.
Taryn looked at the Assassin with a little apprehension before nodding.
The Assassin smiled. "Excellent. Now if there's one thing that a man in love with you will do is be very protective."
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The Cleric had searched the entire kitchen area finding only stale chips and close to expired sushi. 'There's still another six, seven hours until this goes bad. Sounds good.' He then began his search for chopsticks. This was an excursion on its own. He did find the utensil drawer after about ten minutes, only to find that there was one chopstick. 'One? How the devil is there only one?' He growled quietly to himself and began the search for another chopstick.
He did find another eventually. Emphasis on eventually. It took about twenty minutes to find another, which for some reason had a pink stain on it. It was clean but there was a stain.
He ate the sushi quickly, finalizing his meal with a Mountain Dew (yummy. I think I'll grab one for me.).
'Hmm. I wonder where Amys went. I wonder if she'd.' and he walked out of the kitchen.
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Owen had borrowed a CD from St. John and was listening to it as he was walking down the hallway. St. John had hooked him on Evanescence a few days back and he couldn't stop listening to it. He came across Taryn hanging upside down from the ceiling. Seemingly suspended from nothing, she swung lazily. Owen stopped and pulled off his headphones slowly. He quirked his head slowly.
"Uh, Tar, you want some help?" he asked slowly.
She smiled and put her index finger to her lips shushing him.
"Go, Owe, I'm busy! Don't tell Ronin I'm here either, ok?" she smiled and Owen shook his head, replaced his headphones and continued on.
Taryn giggled quietly before taking a deep breath and screaming at the top of her lungs.
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Guys, another weakness has been revealed to me. *sighs* I am putty in the hands if a good massage to my shoulders. I can't believe I have another weakness! I guess that makes two. O well.