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Post by Ed Wood on Dec 10, 2007 16:55:38 GMT -5
"You liked it," *Edward said, his eyes glinting with recognition.* "You let her."
*Norman looked up at him, and their eyes met for a moment. No words passed between them, but their shared history had forged... if not a bond, then a tentative sort of understanding. Edward turned to Christine.*
"What do you want to do?" *he asked quietly.* "I don't know where else to go."
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Post by Christine on Dec 10, 2007 16:58:00 GMT -5
((Still shipping Ed/Norman, huh?))
"I'm afraid of staying here..."
*She looked about*
"But I suppose she wouldn'ttry twice in one night."
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Post by Ed Wood on Dec 10, 2007 17:06:18 GMT -5
((Well, idly. In my mind.))
*Edward glanced at Norman again.*
"I don't think they'll hurt us tonight," *he said quietly.* "I don't think they meant to. But that doesn't mean they're not dangerous."
*He gripped her hand.*
"I couldn't live with myself, if you got hurt."
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Post by Christine on Dec 10, 2007 19:42:56 GMT -5
You wouldn't have to live with yourself- Erik would probably kill you.
"I guess just one night..."
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Post by Norman Bates on Dec 10, 2007 21:06:03 GMT -5
*Norman thought for a moment. He really didn't want to hurt them. He knew his capability. And hated it.*
"Hold on. I'm going to come out with a knife, and put it on the ground. Take it. Lock yourselves in."
*It killed him to have to admit to this. But he did as he'd described, setting the large knife--God knew how he had it, it just always seemed to be there--down on the ground and backing away. He raised his hands.*
"Lock your doors. She can't... She can't come out by day."
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Post by Christine on Dec 10, 2007 21:08:15 GMT -5
*Christine picked up the knife gingerly, trying not to tremble. She'd never used one on another human being, and hoped to God she wouldn't have to...but she wasn't taking chances.*
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Post by Erik on Dec 10, 2007 21:20:38 GMT -5
*Erik had sought Christine high and low, all over Paris. All her old haunts--there were not many, she kept to herself--all the places that seemed likely.
The search ended here. At a rat-trap motel. His soul burned with anger at the thought of her reduced to this.
It burned even hotter at the scene that appeared before him. He flung himself towards Norman, as the man who seemed the most dangerous (he was a killer, Erik could tell) and in an instant had the young man on the ground. He looked up at Christine, his face flickering between old and new as he tried to control his rage.*
"Christine," *he moaned.* "Erik has sought you everywhere."
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Post by Christine on Dec 11, 2007 12:16:26 GMT -5
*Christine dropped the knife in shock*
"Erik"
*She didn't know whether to be happy or sad about him finding her. Megan's story had instilled an abhorrance in her, but at least he wouldn't let her be killed.*
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Post by Erik on Dec 11, 2007 12:38:08 GMT -5
*The other two men stared at the tall, imposing figure, but were momentarily stunned. Erik took no notice, his eyes only for Christine.*
"Christine, Erik heard... what he did, why you left. And to find you here... You could not come to Erik. For protection. He would have helped you. Not touched you at all, no, not even a little unless you permitted."
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Post by Christine on Dec 11, 2007 12:40:27 GMT -5
*Once again, Christine felt pity for Erik entering her heart*
Why must this always happen? I know how evil he can be...but I can't hate him.
"Magan told me what you did to her. I couldn't go to you after that."
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Post by Erik on Dec 11, 2007 12:48:44 GMT -5
*Erik nodded somberly.*
"Erik could not let her take the child," *he said darkly.* "Erik has always longed for a family."
*He took a step forward.*
"What did he do to you?" *he asked, his voice a growl deep in his throat.* "What did that boy do, to make you run? He is lucky Erik did not kill him straightaway."
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Post by Ed Wood on Dec 11, 2007 12:49:53 GMT -5
*This seemed like a really stupid time for gallantry, but Edward couldn't think of anything else to do. He edged between Christine and Erik.*
"Is he bothering you, Christine?"
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Post by Christine on Dec 11, 2007 12:51:09 GMT -5
*Christine sighed, looking from Ed to Erik*
"No one's harming me right now."
*She couldn't bring herself to answer Erik's question*
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Post by Erik on Dec 11, 2007 13:02:47 GMT -5
*Erik glared hard at Edward and the man backed away, keeping a watchful eye.*
"So you've found yourself a new brave little toaster defender, have you?" *he said mockingly.* "What can he do for you Erik cannot? Erik can defend you better than any man alive. Megan... Megan was a mistake. Erik never truly meant it--his heart belongs to you."
His soul... to Julian.
"Erik meant merely to remove her before she could take the child; he never intended what happened. He did not put her in the torture chamber, or the Communard cells."
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Post by Christine on Dec 11, 2007 15:41:56 GMT -5
"Leave him out of this- he's a friend who offered to help me!"
*Her face turned red at his comments on Megan*
"I don't mind that you had love affairs- it was your right. But locking a woman away because she wished to care for her child! That's worse than anything Raoul did to me."
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