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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Oct 22, 2008 22:48:50 GMT -5
*Mira walked along with him guiding her, hardly registering the sounds of the dirty torch songs and fights among the patrons*
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Post by The Emcee on Oct 22, 2008 22:52:56 GMT -5
The Emcee hummed softly as he lead her "Howf are you feeling?"
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Oct 22, 2008 23:00:01 GMT -5
"Strange. So strange."
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Post by The Emcee on Oct 22, 2008 23:10:48 GMT -5
"Mmhm" his mind was moving quickly, trying it's best to understand all of the events of the day. But it wasn't, it couldn't, it was just moving, backwards.
His arm held her waist like a lovers and his other, held her hand like a friend. He'd done so many strange things in his life, so many things he'd never apologized for and it when he did, it had done no good.
"No good at all" he mumbled, he had cried for his Mira, his lovely Mira, she had been gone, now here she was, he had cried for his brother, whom he had left behind, but now he was there, now everything was wrong.
He had tried to change, oh yes he had tried, tried to be good for the sake of the people that seemed to care. But it was all wrong now and he was done being good for those people, he was done being good.
Before he knew it he was opening his door and bringing his inebriated love inside "Vat do you sink?"
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Oct 22, 2008 23:14:30 GMT -5
*She put a hand against the wall*
"It's small. Clean. Hard lines."
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Post by The Emcee on Oct 22, 2008 23:20:25 GMT -5
"You used to love sis vroom" he whispered, closing the door behind them "we'd spend hours simply enjoyink each osers company."
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Oct 22, 2008 23:24:37 GMT -5
*She slumped in a chair, her eyes wide but unfocused*
"Once. Once we did."
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Post by The Emcee on Oct 22, 2008 23:32:55 GMT -5
He kneeled down in front of her "Ve could again" he nuzzled her leg and cooed.
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Oct 22, 2008 23:35:22 GMT -5
*She shook her head unsteadily and seemed to mouth her husbands' name*
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Post by The Emcee on Oct 22, 2008 23:38:51 GMT -5
The Emcee looked up and frowned "Victor did sis to you" he whispered and kissed her knee "I can make eet better, I can make se vole vorld go avay."
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Oct 22, 2008 23:41:49 GMT -5
"But he fixed me!"
*She seemed unsure of herself, and though she didn't try to push him off, neither was she responsive*
"I think. I don't know anymore."
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Post by The Emcee on Oct 22, 2008 23:47:16 GMT -5
His face was supportive "Did he now?" The Emcee tsk'd and kissed her knee again "Youf are drinkinks und smokinks und doinks all of se sinks youf said youf nefer vould do, all because he fixed you."
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Oct 22, 2008 23:49:22 GMT -5
"No, it's- I can't think anymore, not straight-"
*She closed her eyes, trembling in confusion*
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Post by The Emcee on Oct 22, 2008 23:52:42 GMT -5
His hand caressed the skin of her legs, allowing himself to ignore the stitching once again, he didn't care, he was touching his Mira again and that was all that mattered.
"If youf vere alive" he lifted her skirt softly to reveal her knee's "youf vould be able to, but because of sat man you are confused. Because of him" his lips touched the inside of her thigh softly "youf are hurtinks, but I can make eet right."
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Oct 22, 2008 23:55:11 GMT -5
*She whispered something to herself, too soft to hear. It was hard to say if she was responding to his touch or the drugs, but her shaking had intensified*
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