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Sept 21, 2007 23:18:30 GMT -5
Post by Clara on Sept 21, 2007 23:18:30 GMT -5
Clara walked in and started digging as well (as the room had been shared by Hallie and John, they needed a large walk-in closet for all of the clothes/mess). After she had covered every corner, she turned to Ned and said, "It isn't in here. I think it could be in the attic."
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Sept 21, 2007 23:26:36 GMT -5
Post by Ned on Sept 21, 2007 23:26:36 GMT -5
"Pretty likely. That's the obvious place to hide something you don't want your kid to get to."
*He grinned mischievously.* "Let's go."
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Sept 21, 2007 23:28:51 GMT -5
Post by Clara on Sept 21, 2007 23:28:51 GMT -5
Clara opened the trapdoor to the dark, dusty attic. "It's creepy in here. There aren't any ghosts, though," she assured him, smiling.
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Sept 21, 2007 23:31:18 GMT -5
Post by Ned on Sept 21, 2007 23:31:18 GMT -5
*He laughed. She'd think differently if she really knew about him. Though, he wasn't technically a ghost anymore. Or something. The details were never too clear with Ned.*
"I'm not scared," *he said, scurrying up the ladder.*
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Sept 21, 2007 23:33:07 GMT -5
Post by Clara on Sept 21, 2007 23:33:07 GMT -5
"I know. I'm just saying, most creepy attics have ghosts." She went over to an old trunk. "This is some of Daddy's stuff. It might be in here."
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Sept 21, 2007 23:35:18 GMT -5
Post by Ned on Sept 21, 2007 23:35:18 GMT -5
*Ned nodded and peered into the box.* "It looks mostly like theatre programs," *he said.*
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Sept 21, 2007 23:37:02 GMT -5
Post by Clara on Sept 21, 2007 23:37:02 GMT -5
She nodded and pulled one out, advertising that the stars were Edwin, John Wilkes and Junius Brutus Booth, Jr. in a benefit performance of Julius Caesar.
"That's my Daddy and my uncles," she explained proudly.
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Sept 21, 2007 23:39:45 GMT -5
Post by Ned on Sept 21, 2007 23:39:45 GMT -5
*He looked at the program, then at Clara.*
"You look like him," *he said,* "but you're much prettier."
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Sept 21, 2007 23:42:07 GMT -5
Post by Clara on Sept 21, 2007 23:42:07 GMT -5
She blushed. "Thanks. You're pretty—er, handsome too."
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Sept 21, 2007 23:44:45 GMT -5
Post by Ned on Sept 21, 2007 23:44:45 GMT -5
*It was now his turn to turn a deep shade of crimson. He turned away a little too quickly, and opened the first box he set eyes on.*
"So where do you think this gun would be?
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Sept 21, 2007 23:50:21 GMT -5
Post by Clara on Sept 21, 2007 23:50:21 GMT -5
She found a wooden case on top of a stack of boxes, a bit out of her reach. She pulled the trunk of programs over to the stack and stood on it and retrieved the case. The opened the little box and gasped. "Ned, I found it!"
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Sept 21, 2007 23:52:41 GMT -5
Post by Ned on Sept 21, 2007 23:52:41 GMT -5
"Oh, let me see!" *he said, craning his neck to see the weapon.*
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Sept 21, 2007 23:56:59 GMT -5
Post by Clara on Sept 21, 2007 23:56:59 GMT -5
Clara took the pistol out and started playing with it. She aimed it at Ned's chest and grinned. "Stick 'em up!" she barked. She applied a little bit of pressure to the trigger, but accidentally pulled it all the way. She could hardly move as the bullet sped towards its target.
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Sept 22, 2007 0:01:51 GMT -5
Post by Ned on Sept 22, 2007 0:01:51 GMT -5
*Ned felt the bullet strike him in the chest, and was partially knocked over, and partially flung himself to the ground. Glad that he wasn't completely mortal, he looked up at Clara.*
"Whew, that was close!"
*He covered the slightly bloodstained hole in his shirt with his arm.*
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Sept 22, 2007 0:08:31 GMT -5
Post by Clara on Sept 22, 2007 0:08:31 GMT -5
"Oh my gosh! Are you okay? I am so sorry, Ned, I didn't know it was still loaded and I almost killed you! Are you hurt?" she babbled, worried out of her mind. She couldn't help but notice that he was covering his chest with his arm, and he'd reacted as if he'd been pushed back after she'd shot. But that was silly—if he'd been shot, he'd be hurt, wouldn't he?
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