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Post by Holly on Feb 15, 2017 19:53:20 GMT -5
"I do realize indeed, Watson," Alec answered, grinning, "but logically, it simply makes more sense than her not liking me at all. Everybody likes me. It's my blessing and my curse." He stepped back to give her room, watching her for a second and wondering what was going on behind those crazy-gorgeous eyes of hers.
And then he tilted his head back and laughed. "Tori Sparks," he said, smiling the smile of a sneaky rebellious teenager, "I thought you would never ask."
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*Nightwhisper
"And guilty I may be, but don't give up on me... We will still be thick as thieves."
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Post by *Nightwhisper on Feb 15, 2017 20:53:18 GMT -5
"It's a sad thought, but you may be right," Charles agreed. "Either way, I'm sure we'll hear how the war is going from the guards soon enough. They love to brag about their country's seeming victory, and they get a tad defensive if England has the upper hand."
Tori grinned at the boy in front of her. There was a pretty slim chance he would refuse, so his answer didn't surprise her. Still, it was nice that he agreed so enthusiastically. Then we need to come up with a good plan so we don't get caught before we leave town, she signed.
Leaving would be the easy part. No one would really question where they were going on a weekend, especially if they said they were going to do something they always do on a regular basis. However, there was no way they could make up an excuse for not returning home until the following morning. They would get caught, that was unavoidable, but at least they would be at the concert by the time anyone caught on to their sneak out.
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Post by Iceheart014 on Feb 15, 2017 21:38:14 GMT -5
"You're welcome, Hope," Lisa replied, offering a kind smile in turn. "Just tell me what you want to do, and we'll figure out a way to make it happen. (Hey! sorry It's been a few days! got busy with school stuff!) Hope thought for a moment, staring at her hands resting on the table. She finally looked up. "I want to go visit him.." She said carefully.
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Post by misstrissshade353 on Feb 15, 2017 21:41:42 GMT -5
hi.}
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Post by Iceheart014 on Feb 15, 2017 22:23:28 GMT -5
Hope looked back at her hands. She felt small in the large kitchen, especially with what she was about to admit. "Would you and Peter go with me..?" Her voice came out small. "I feel really safe here with you guys.. and happy... you're like the family I never had.." She didn't raise her eyes from her hands.
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Post by Holly on Feb 15, 2017 22:26:32 GMT -5
Alec laughed and circled his arms around her waist. "Ooh, I've never seen this side of you before. Devious and plotting. It's kind of exciting," he joked. "It won't be hard. We can just tell them we're going out to supper or to a friend's party or something. Or we could dress all in black and push the car out the driveway if you wanna be all ninja about it," he joked.
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Post by ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧ on Feb 16, 2017 1:57:05 GMT -5
"Ah, I can imagine it would be like that," Hal replied, sitting back a little as his gaze travelled up and down the other man "I'm sorry, but, if you don't mind my asking, how long have you actually been down here?"
It might give Hal some indication of what to expect here if he knew how long the other men had been here.
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*Nightwhisper
"And guilty I may be, but don't give up on me... We will still be thick as thieves."
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Post by *Nightwhisper on Feb 16, 2017 10:05:26 GMT -5
(Hey, Mistress.)
Lisa smiled and nodded. "Of course, we will. I'm sure that will put Peter at ease too, knowing he will be with you," she said. "He's the kind that will worry himself to death if he doesn't know what's going on."
Tori giggled slightly as he hugged her. I think the dinner would be more convincing, but if you still want to dress like a ninja, go for it, she signed. We'll have to leave in the early afternoon though. That way we'll have plenty of time to get there and make sure we have our motel room. If we wait until the last minute, we may not be able to get one.
"I don't want to risk crushing your spirits so soon, but I have been down here for a year, give or take. It's hard to keep track of how many days have passed by," Charles informed him. "It feels like it has been longer if I'm completely honest."
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Post by Iceheart014 on Feb 16, 2017 19:56:03 GMT -5
"Thank you." Hope finally looked up at Lisa. She leaned over and gave the woman a hug for her thanks, an action that was completely new to Hope.
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Post by Holly on Feb 16, 2017 20:03:30 GMT -5
"I'll have to check my wardrobe for ninja gear and get back to you," he chuckled, lowering his head and skimming his nose against her neck. She smelled heavenly, like Tori and lilacs and shampoo. He leaned back to look at her. "No, I was actually going to call ahead and reserve a room somewhere, so we aren't driving around and stuck with a seedy place. Not my idea or a fun weekend."
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яєɗ
Chrom is overrated you fools
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Post by яєɗ on Feb 16, 2017 21:05:28 GMT -5
Okay they were goofing off painting Cal's brother's old room. I think for the sake of drama and the plot I'm gonna change that a little. It's gonna be long boo Work load wasn't THAT bad, but I'll probably have some over break, but I don't mind)
How Olivia Davenport was so accepting of Finley, and so easy to accept their current situation of dating even though Finley was Ty's girlfriend, Cal had no idea. He was still in a state of shock about the whole thing - Finley was Ty's girl. That ex-boyfriend she used to mention with a sad gleam in her eye? It was Tyler. Not some guy Cal never knew or never met, it was the boy who was his idol, his biggest competition, his best friend. The circumstances for their entire situation was ridiculous, but true. Ty never really brought Fin around their house, and when he did, Cal wouldn't really socialize with her when she was over; he'd get home from practice, grab his plate, and retreat into his room to take a much-needed shower and do his homework. He never really paid attention to Finley before - sure, his family had pictures of Finley in his house before, but after Ty died, they limited his photos to singular headshots of him or family photos.
Realizing his un-characteristic quietness, Cal finally spoke. "Are you..." He trailed off; he meant to ask her if she was okay with this. But Finley had seemed so fine with his mom, too, almost like she wasn't affected by finding out her boyfriend was the love of her life's brother. They hadn't even said I love you yet, so Cal wasn't incredibly confident with the strength of their relationship and how it would uphold with this bombshell. "About this - I'm sorry. I really didn't know you and...you and Ty were a thing. If I had known, I would have never..." Cal trailed off again. What could even be said in a situation like this?
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Post by Holly on Feb 16, 2017 21:20:20 GMT -5
Alec smirked at the blush and raised his fingers to brush lightly over the pinkness in her cheeks. He was only halfway paying attention. "What? Oh. No. No particular snacks." He made himself pull away and grabbed her hand, starting for home. He laughed. "You know, we eat a LOT."
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Post by Holly on Feb 16, 2017 21:20:32 GMT -5
(Hi, Red!)
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*Nightwhisper
"And guilty I may be, but don't give up on me... We will still be thick as thieves."
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Post by *Nightwhisper on Feb 16, 2017 21:46:10 GMT -5
(Anything to add more drama is okay with me! Have at it. A little work isn't too bad, especially if you don't procrastinate and finish it early. XD)
Finley paused in her painting to look over at Cal as he spoke. She had noticed his quietness, but then again, she hadn't been very forthcoming with conversation on her part as well. On the outside, she was composed and focused on her work. On the inside, however, she was a turmoil of emotions. So many thoughts raced in her mind, she couldn't pin down one. Ty had been the boy who she honestly thought she'd spend the rest of her life with. They had even talked about a future together on several occasions even if they weren't actually at that stage of their relationship. She had been devastated when he had died and even felt a little guilty for his death. After all, he crashed after leaving her house after they had a fight. The fight had been over something stupid. It had taken months before she finally shook off the grief and step back into real life.
Then Cal had walked into her life, and she finally felt some weight lifted from her shoulders. He brought some fun and excitement that she had been missing since that terrible day, and things couldn't have been better. Yeah, they hadn't dated for long, but she felt comfortable around the boy who had the familiar look about him. And then this happened. Above all, she was worried. She was worried that their relationship was built on shaky ground. It wasn't something she wanted to spend too much time thinking about. Yet here he was, apologizing for some of the worries she had.
"No, Cal, it's not your fault," Finley replied, lowering her arms to her sides. "If anything, I should have realized who you were. I spent enough time here to have seen you in pictures. I knew you looked familiar, but..." she paused a bit. "Do... Do you regret this? Us, I mean?"
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яєɗ
Chrom is overrated you fools
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Post by яєɗ on Feb 16, 2017 22:21:29 GMT -5
Alright then! I'm down for this.)
When Ty died, it had been the worst day, month, year of his life. Cal had made some pretty stupid decisions after his brother passed, out of grief. He blamed everything, even to this day, on Ty's girlfriend. If Tyler had just decided to stay home that night, he'd still be alive. If he had just stayed home, Cal would still have his older brother and his mother wouldn't still make the mistake of saying she had three sons when people asked and she wouldn't have to spend holidays, four years later, teary-eyed and depressed thanks to never having her family together again. If only it wasn't for Lee, the girl Ty was head-over-heels for, the girl he had already planned his future with, at seventeen.
Cal studied Finley intently, but he stayed at his spot in the opposite corner of the room, rooted. "It's a miracle what a haircut and contacts can do, huh?" He joked weakly, speaking for the both of them, trying to put on a weak smile. At her next question, it was wiped completely off his face as he stared at her. He finally broke eye contact to look up at the ceiling. "I don't know, Fin," he started quietly. "If I had known, or remembered, I would have never even approached you that day." He knew he shouldn't say the next thing, but he couldn't stop himself: "I blamed...you...for everything." Cal looked back down at her, scared to know what he'd see on her face; he took a deep breath before continuing. "But I didn't remember. I sat down next to you and flirted with the prettiest girl I never saw and asked her on a date. For the first summer in a long, long time, I was happy. But if I'd known...." He trailed off again. "I don't know if I regret this. I don't know if I should or shouldn't."
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*Nightwhisper
"And guilty I may be, but don't give up on me... We will still be thick as thieves."
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Post by *Nightwhisper on Feb 16, 2017 22:35:18 GMT -5
His words did little to reassure her. Even when he complimented her, even as he told her how happy he had been with her, the fact that he also blamed her for Ty's death was enough to break the hold over her calm, outward appearance. She looked away from him, tears glistening in her eyes. All the accusations she had struggled to push down over the past few years resurfaced in a matter of seconds.
"It's my fault he's gone," she muttered before her voice cracked. "I-I started that stupid fight w-with him. I s-shouted at him for n-no reason. H-he hardly had a chance to defend himself, so h-he just stormed off. I should've s-stopped him, but I didn't. I-I should have apologized, m-made him stay. T-then he might not have..." She had no idea when the paint roller left her hand. All she knew was when she lifted her hands to hide her face, they were empty.
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Post by Holly on Feb 16, 2017 22:50:24 GMT -5
(Red, I actually did not play Quinn. I forget who did...hm. I played Hazel. You know. Gil's sister/cousin/ex-wife/etc.? Lol!)
Alec smiled. "Sounds like a plan. We can book a hotel room. For just you and me. And the free ice!" He laughed and let her inside. "Mom! Dad! Are you home?!"
And just to make me laugh: Abigail came flying out of the kitchen, flour all over her hands and arms and glasses stuck in her flyaway hair. "What?! What's wrong? Who's hurt?"
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яєɗ
Chrom is overrated you fools
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Post by яєɗ on Feb 16, 2017 22:55:09 GMT -5
Cal stood his ground, distant in this situation; he had never been particularly good with comforting people, especially when they cried. Hell, even if he saw his own mother cry, he'd do anything in his power to get out of the room or house as quick as he humanely could. "Fin - I - " He started, then stopped. He knew he should do something, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. He obviously had no idea that Fin and Ty had gotten into a fight that fateful night, but her words did little to reassure him, too. The fact she had openly admitted to being the reason Ty was gone made the worst part of him come out - this was what he was waiting for for four wow u gotta love the English language years. Here was the girl responsible for his brother's death, no matter how far-stretched that statement was, realizing what she'd done to his family.
Cal always assumed he would feel better when he finally got ahold of Lee and told her that she was responsible. He thought a weight would be lifted off his chest and he'd finally be able to lay the ghost of Tyler to rest; but this was anything but. Just seeing her, Finley, the girl he'd spent the last few weeks with being the happiest he'd been in a long time, cry and shake in front of him because of that was horrible. Cal didn't know what to say. Or do. "Fin," he began, taking a tentative step forward, his voice betraying him with a telltale crack. "Finley, I'm sorry. It's...it's not your fault. Ty would've left one way or another, even if you tried to stop him." Cal realized this sentence wouldn't necessarily help at all, but it had been said. The boy stared at her, wanting to take her into his arms and hug her - for once, he would actually be a decent human being and try to comfort someone - but knew it probably wouldn't be appreciated. He knew he'd royally screwed things up between them; if they could ever get over this speed bump, it'd be a miracle. "I'm sorry," he whispered.
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*Nightwhisper
"And guilty I may be, but don't give up on me... We will still be thick as thieves."
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Post by *Nightwhisper on Feb 16, 2017 23:06:44 GMT -5
(I love how she just assumes someone is hurt. XD)
Tori smiled, liking the idea that it'd just be the two of them. No parents, no homework, just relaxation and stolen kisses until they fell asleep. It sounded to good to have to wait for it a few more days. She was broken out of these thoughts by the sight of Mama Jones all worried. No one's hurt, and nothing's wrong. We were just wandering f anyone was home, she reassured his mother.
"He wouldn't have left if I hadn't started the fight!" Finley countered. She had no idea what she was expecting to happen. A part of her wanted Cal to hold her close, to calm her down. The other part wanted him to just tell her to leave. She just admitted she caused her brother to be out on the road that night. When he did neither, her guilt only worsened.
Shaking her head, the girl tried to wipe the tears away. Her efforts ere in vain. "I need to go," she muttered, needing to put herself as far from his house, as far from the family she had once been so close with, as she could. "T-tell your mom I'm sorry I couldn't stay for dinner. Maybe next time..." And with that, she made a beeline towards the door.
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Post by Holly on Feb 16, 2017 23:18:35 GMT -5
(She's a mother of five rambunctious kids. Old habits die hard. Haha!)
LOTS of relaxation and stolen kisses. Alec laughed. "Sorry, Mom. We were wondering...if you're not busy...we might need a mediator for Heather?" he said haltingly, glancing down at Tori.
Abigail frowned and tilted her head. "Mediator? Alec, I swear, if you broke another lamp--"
"No! When are we going to let that go?"
"When Victor stops finding bits of glass in his carpet," Abigail snapped back, eyebrow raised.
"Yeah... Not my finest hour. Anyway. We--I--kinda got in a fight with her, and was hoping you could like, work your Mom Magic and smooth it out?"
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Post by Drizzletail on Feb 16, 2017 23:20:22 GMT -5
10. Lost in Memories
11. Beauty
12. Runaway
And the king one A mighty king disguises himself as a peasant in search for a woman who will love him for who is and not for his kingdom.
I can eliminate the Beauty one though. My two favorite are probably Lost in Memories and the king one.
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