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Post by River on Oct 3, 2007 5:28:02 GMT -5
*River wandered up the driveway to the house, shivering in the cold. She was only wearing a small blue dress and no shoes. She shouldn't be outside, she shouldn't be here. She should be at Caleb's, waiting and waiting and waiting.*
"Bad River, bad girl."
*She muttered to herself. But she had too. She had to come. She had woken up from a dream. And in the dream it was wrong, it was all wrong. They put Shadi in a cell and she was dead and she wouldn't talk to her anymore. Dead. Gone. River started to cry softly.*
"Shadi?"
*She looked up at the house and jumped back as if she was afraid of it. She shouldn't be outside. She shouldn't be here. Dead. Shadi dead?*
"Shadi?"
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Post by Rochester on Oct 3, 2007 6:32:42 GMT -5
*Rochester's coach pulled up to the front of the house and he hopped out, chocolates in hand. He smiled privately at the thought of sending them to Shadi. It took him a while to notice the girl. She had no shoes. Perhaps she was vagrant. But she was calling Shadi's name. His brow furrowed as he approached her.*
"Call I help you, Miss? Are you all right?"
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Post by River on Oct 3, 2007 6:35:53 GMT -5
*River looked at Rochester, her brown eyes wide and tears streaming down her face.*
"I know you. Never see you, but I know. Rochester. Nice man. Shadi's man!"
*She started shaking.*
"Shadi? Where's Shadi? I saw her and it was a dream. But I don't know, dreams are strange and they come alive. Where's Shadi?"
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Post by Rochester on Oct 3, 2007 7:22:15 GMT -5
*Rochester looked taken aback, although he did like the thought of being 'Shadi's man'.*
"I...well, Miss...she's at home. Do you...know the way?"
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Post by River on Oct 4, 2007 7:40:32 GMT -5
*River shook her head violently.*
"I don't know. Gone. Dead. She's not dead. Dead? She won't talk to me when she's dead."
*She suddenly grew very silent and stopped shivering.*
"I shouldn't be outside. Shadi will be mad."
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Post by Rochester on Oct 4, 2007 7:42:26 GMT -5
*Rochester wasn't sure what all that meant, but he knew that she knew Shadi and that was good enough for him. He gestured to the door.*
"Then perhaps you should come inside. We could get you something warm to eat."
*He smiled gently.*
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Post by River on Oct 4, 2007 7:50:55 GMT -5
*River narrowed her eyes and stepped back.*
"Inside?"
*Inside, outside, it was so confusing. The world was spinning and the world was cold and her feet stung. For a tiny second River saw everything as it was. She was in the first stage of hypothermia, her feet was numb and she was experiencing a psychotic episode.*
"Inside is good. Warmth is good. River .... I am River."
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Post by Rochester on Oct 4, 2007 7:54:41 GMT -5
*Rochester looked a bit confused. River? Was that a metaphor or something? He smiled and touched his chest.*
"It's my pleasure, River. I'm Rochester. But you knew that already. Now come inside, darling."
*He quickly opened the door to usher her inside.*
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Post by River on Oct 4, 2007 7:59:00 GMT -5
*River followed Rochester and slowly looked around the house.*
"I've been here before. You didn't live here, another man did. I think. I get confused, lately, confused a lot."
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Post by Rochester on Oct 4, 2007 8:00:45 GMT -5
*Finally, something that almost made since. Rochester nodded as he escorted her towards the kitchen.*
"Yes, Nadir Khan used to live here. I am renting the house from him. He's Shadi's father."
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Post by River on Oct 4, 2007 8:10:54 GMT -5
"He didn't believe us. I didn't mind, people never believe me. Sad for Shadi, but it's good because he believes her now. Says he's her father and gives her things."
*River glanced over her shoulder at Rochester, smiling very childlike.*
"You give her things to. You shouldn't, it spoils her. Next thing you know she's a Niou-se girl with fancy frocks and pretty gloves."
*The thought of Shadi being a stuck up society girl caused her to giggle.*
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Post by Rochester on Oct 4, 2007 8:18:43 GMT -5
*Rochester laughed gently and ordered some soup brought out and procured a blanket for River.*
"Maybe I do. But I don't think that she'll ever be anything other than what she is."
*His eyes drifted with a hint of sadness as he forced away the thought of the men on her.*
"She's a force to be reckoned with. No gloves are going to chance that."
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Post by River on Oct 4, 2007 8:37:33 GMT -5
*River stopped smiling too.*
"She's though. She's more the big sister the me."
*River wrapped the blanket over her shoulders.*
"She didn't mean to."
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Post by Rochester on Oct 4, 2007 23:51:35 GMT -5
*It took a moment for Rochester to process her words and he was pulled back to the conversation.*
"Didn't mean to? Didn't mean to what, darling?"
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Post by River on Oct 5, 2007 4:28:12 GMT -5
"She's such a boob."
*River stared very intensely at the ceiling as if she was reading the threads to be able to say something psychic sounding.*
"Things get confusing and we act .... crazy. She didn't mean it. Limbs just got naked and she didn't understand. And she wanted to understand. She wanted to learn."
*She looked back at Rochester.*
"For you."
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