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Feb 27, 2010 18:34

[Marion tossed the pebble in the air to check how easy it would be to throw. Once he decided it was good, he threw it across the lake, making it skip once, twice, thrice... four times. Eh, good enough.

He looked over his shoulder to glance at his friend Claudine. Over the years they've known each other, he had learned to treat Claudine like a man, ( Read more... )

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tragic_romeo February 27 2010, 10:41:26 UTC
[Sitting there with his knees drawn towards his chest, he watched the blonde boy with his skipping stone. Chocolate pools traced the ripples in the water until it sank, before glancing to the face of his friend.] "It's been quite a while. With you leaving shortly, I wonder how long it will be until we meet once more."

[He didn't mean to sound so cold. It wasn't his intention. A small smile could be traced towards the corners of his lips as he spoke. He had grown very fond of Marion from an early on in their friendship. Marion was smart, and they shared some of the same views. Deciding to have a picnic at the lake had been a mutual agreement - perhaps a long time staple in their knowing of each other.

Tilting his head back, he gazed up at the white clouds slowly skittering by. The sky was a pale blue, a soft breeze carrying through the trees in the distance. Perfect weather to fly a kite, if they had brought one.] "I wonder... what the end of summer will bring for the both of us."

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gobythebook February 27 2010, 11:07:38 UTC
[Marion didn't take it as something offensive. He knew what he meant, so he decided to supply him with a decent answer.]

Once I leave, it's 10 months and 4 days, I assume, unless I decide to stay with mother dearest for Christmas.

[Marion looked at the sky, sighing.]

I have no idea. I wish you could go to school with me. I've had it with those irrational classmates of mine.

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tragic_romeo February 27 2010, 11:44:04 UTC
[Listening to the other blonde, he seemed to mentally count along with him. Ten months... would be a very long time. Even though the length of time never changed, each time Marion left, time seemed to stretch when they were apart.

Glancing to his friend, he watched where the blue orbs fell. The sky... if only they were as free to roam as the birds were. Marion had his obligations to his parents and academy. He didn't want to even consider his position. He was still stuck in the cross roads. He wanted to further his studies at a prestigious university no matter the cost.

After a comfortable silence passed, he shifted. Stretching his legs out in front of him, he placed the book he'd been marking with his digit onto the blanket. He wouldn't mind if time stopped for the two of them. Right now, in this moment, there was nothing more he could ask for.

Staring at his friends visage, the smile across his lips deepened.] "If things don't work out with your Mother, you could always come back. I'd take you in."

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gobythebook February 27 2010, 11:45:06 UTC
[Marion chuckled at the idea, picking up another stone to skip. He wouldn't mind living with Claudine, to be honest. He was smart, rich, sensible, beautiful... heck, if he believed in love (which he didn't, mind you), he wouldn't mind falling for someone like him.]

Sounds like a plan. I'm not sure how well your brothers would take it, but I wouldn't mind~

[He threw the stone across the water again. Oh, that was one more skip than before!]

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