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Post by Arielle on Sept 9, 2006 14:45:20 GMT -5
*Arielle shook her head, tears still pouring down her cheeks.* N-no, you won't. Teddy will watch out for me, because he wouldn't just abandon me, he'll be watching me forever...
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Post by Raoul on Sept 9, 2006 14:47:55 GMT -5
*Raoul frowned.* He is gone now, Arielle and you are a young pregnant woman.How can you allow your child to not have a father?
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Post by Arielle on Sept 9, 2006 14:52:45 GMT -5
*Her eyes flashed* I have not 'allowed' anything to happen since the conception of my child, Raoul. I-I'll...figure something out. And he'll never be truly gone, as long as I remember him and love him...
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Post by Raoul on Sept 9, 2006 14:58:20 GMT -5
*Raoul nods.*Of courseOh dear, the poor girl is clearly disturbed. I mean who would love someone who took you,raped you and forced you to marry them?. it makes just as much sense as then having triplets and raising them in a damp basement with a lake and a tanning booth addict. Why would anyone want to do that?. Especially when you can marry me and cash in on newly invented aeroplanes. Then everyone could take a ride on daddy's ingenious plane. *Raoul stood.* But Arielle, please allow me to look after you.
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Post by Arielle on Sept 9, 2006 15:02:51 GMT -5
*Arielle shot a glare at Raoul* You're looking at me like you think I'm disturbed and would have triplets and raise them in a damp basement with a lake and a tanning booth addict.
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Post by Irene on Sept 9, 2006 15:05:24 GMT -5
I had been listening to the conversation for quite some time. So he still loved Arielle. That should'nt have hurt me, since neither one of us had ever promised anything, but it still stung. But then, as th conversation went on and became more heated, something he said made me turn around to face the ghost.
"Is that true? Did you really-"
I found myself backing away. I didn't know if ghosts could still take women, but I didn't want to find out.
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Post by Raoul on Sept 9, 2006 15:10:33 GMT -5
*Raoul shook his head.* Look! Would you please let me help you!. I really want to and you really need a friend.
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Post by Arielle on Sept 9, 2006 15:13:11 GMT -5
*Arielle took a deep breath* I- I suppose I do need some help...
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Post by Raoul on Sept 9, 2006 15:14:46 GMT -5
Fair enough.*Raoul looked at her.*Just tell me if there is anything I could do.
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Post by Irene on Sept 9, 2006 15:15:15 GMT -5
I pressed my ear against the wall. She wanted help? I wondered what kind.
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Post by Arielle on Sept 9, 2006 15:17:09 GMT -5
*She nodded* Um...thank you. *Arielle swallowed, running a hand through her messy hair* I-I suppose I should go and get his- his b-b-body?
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Post by Raoul on Sept 9, 2006 15:19:21 GMT -5
*Raoul shakes his head.* No, you are too distressed, I will go and sort it out.*He stands and walks out, once outside the house he turns and sees Irene.* What are you doing here?, nevermind. *Raoul walked towards her and embraced her closely.* Why would this happen?
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Post by Arielle on Sept 9, 2006 15:20:41 GMT -5
*Arielle went to her room, sat down, and began crying softly into her pillow. Why did this have to happen?*
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Post by Irene on Sept 9, 2006 15:31:57 GMT -5
"You're shameless, aren't you?" I pulled myself away from him. "You know, I'm not the saintliest person in the world, but even I can see how you are manipulating that poor girl. Her husband just died, and- well, I guess I should have expected it." "And as to why I am doing this: When I found Laurence's body, everyone else either shrugged or burst out sobbing. No one wanted to do anything about it. So I am."
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Post by Raoul on Sept 9, 2006 15:38:23 GMT -5
*Raoul felt anger rush to him.* I may not be the best person or do the best things but don't you DARE suggest that I would do anything to someone who is grieving.Perhaps I am trying to help her because I care about her?. Not because I wish to be with her?. I am not always motivated by sex.You know nothing of me! *He walk away a bit before turning again.* Did it occur to you that maybe I needed you then?. It doesn't matter.
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