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Post by Phoenix on May 12, 2009 16:42:47 GMT -5
"What dream are you following?" Phoenix asked before she could stop her self, and then she put down her fork. "No, Ben, I'm sorry. I didn't mean that to sound... I'm sorry."
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Post by Benno on May 12, 2009 16:48:50 GMT -5
"No, please, it's okay. See I don't haf a dream" he replied truthfully "my dream vas taken from me, and now I am havings to find a new one."
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Post by Phoenix on May 12, 2009 17:02:36 GMT -5
She was silent for a moment. She wasn't sure she believed him. She'd followed her dream, and it had led her to a cot in a filthy club. Was that the dream, or her weakness?
"Do you have any idea what is will be?" she asked softly.
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Post by Benno on May 14, 2009 1:47:02 GMT -5
"I sink I vill become a chef" he smiled "if I can figure it out, sat is."
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Post by Phoenix on May 18, 2009 13:26:17 GMT -5
"Why shouldn't you?" Phoenix asked. "I don't see why you couldn't do it. Is that what you dream about?"
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Post by Benno on May 18, 2009 15:58:03 GMT -5
"Ja" he smiled "at least, currently."
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Post by Phoenix on May 18, 2009 16:13:56 GMT -5
"That's good," she said, smiling softly. "At least... at least one of us should have a dream."
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Post by Benno on May 27, 2009 20:58:50 GMT -5
He nodded and suddenly went quiet as he ate, he looked at though he was thinking of something very important.
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Post by Phoenix on May 28, 2009 13:00:02 GMT -5
Phoenix poked awhile at her spaghetti, and then suddenly realized she was hungry. It was good. Really good. She was surprised, really, that she could enjoy it, that she wasn't just mechanically pushing food into her mouth.
She wondered if she'd ever... and pushed the thought away. She didn't want to think. She almost trembled from wanting something stronger than food, something to really take her away.
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Post by Benno on May 29, 2009 18:43:27 GMT -5
Something was playing in Ben's mind, something he wasn't sure how to say, in english that was. He had all the right words in his head, a beautiful melody of an ingenious plan, but he couldn't find a way to translate it right.
"Let's leave" he said suddenly dropping his fork.
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Post by Phoenix on May 29, 2009 22:01:06 GMT -5
"Um," Phoenix said, clearly at a loss for words. "And go where?"
She was staring at him, but more expectantly than as if he was crazy.
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Post by Benno on May 29, 2009 23:30:43 GMT -5
"Anyvere, anvery ve vant" he was smiling now "Paris, it is no good for any of us" he swallowed "sis place is killing you und I am sure sat it vill get me, so let's leaf, vat is keepinks us here?"
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Post by Phoenix on Jun 1, 2009 12:06:28 GMT -5
Phoenix smiled, a little hopeful, a little timid.
"Go..." she whispered. Just... to go. It would be a relief, the lifting of a burden. But... "How will we live?" she asked. "What will we do?"
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Post by Benno on Jun 9, 2009 1:49:58 GMT -5
"I haf some money's safed up, from before und from mein job, und, und we can live under the stars until ve find a place to settle down. Ve could be free."
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Post by Phoenix on Jun 9, 2009 11:29:41 GMT -5
Phoenix thought about that. She had some money, too. And her dreams of stardom... she wasn't sure where those were, now. What they meant.
She knew she couldn't go back to the club. And she knew that this had to mean that Ben wanted her. He didn't want to run away from her. He wanted to run with her.
Something told her this was the wrong thing to do. Cowardly. That her ambition would return, one day, and she'd feel something other than this need to hide. But she couldn't deal with those feelings. Not right now.
"All right," she said softly. "I will."
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