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Sep 08, 2007 15:59
It's another bad night. Things with Wes are better (she's curled against him and for a while she would smile randomly in her sleep (
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patches_x_x
September 8 2007, 20:10:44 UTC
She's never alone.
Even when he's dead.
He's still there.
Still following her.
Watching her.
Always.
(She's his, after all.)
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majorinyri
September 8 2007, 20:14:06 UTC
She stops, moving to cock her head to the side for a moment, dark hair swinging around her shoulders.
Was that a noise she just heard? A footstep, maybe.
She whirls around.
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patches_x_x
September 8 2007, 20:19:45 UTC
His teeth glitter in the dark, a cold black sparkle against the sharp glow of the gold in his eyes.
"Baby doll."
He sings it, light and drawn out as he takes another step forward.
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majorinyri
September 8 2007, 20:22:29 UTC
She stills. In slumber and in dream.
She steps back, after a moment. The move is jerky, like she forgot how to use her legs. Her hands go to smooth her hair down as she tries to step back faster.
"Zekka."
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Even when he's dead.
He's still there.
Still following her.
Watching her.
Always.
(She's his, after all.)
Reply
Was that a noise she just heard? A footstep, maybe.
She whirls around.
Reply
"Baby doll."
He sings it, light and drawn out as he takes another step forward.
Reply
She steps back, after a moment. The move is jerky, like she forgot how to use her legs. Her hands go to smooth her hair down as she tries to step back faster.
"Zekka."
Reply
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