Donavan
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Post by Donavan on Jan 13, 2009 18:34:35 GMT -5
*Something darkened in Donavan's eyes.*
"I...I'm so sorry. Is there...something I can get you? Do you need to step outside for some air?"
*He was completely out of his league on this one.*
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Post by Nance Sikes on Jan 13, 2009 18:35:59 GMT -5
*Nance shook her head.*
"I'll be fine in a minute. I'm used to it," *she said with a weak smile.* "Some days it feels more like a premonition than a dream."
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Donavan
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Post by Donavan on Jan 13, 2009 20:07:34 GMT -5
*Donavan's brow furrowed.*
"I...I'm sorry." *He stated, rather uneasily. What could he say to something like that?*
"Is it...because of something in particular?"
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Post by Carolina on Jan 14, 2009 4:54:44 GMT -5
***NANCE***
*She shrugged.* "It's...well, I've seen it happen to others. People like me. Often."
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Donavan
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Post by Donavan on Jan 14, 2009 11:27:28 GMT -5
*Donavan's eyes set with resolve, but he bit his tongue. He didn't think she was ready to hear how that would never happen if he got a say in it. So he tried to be more diplomatic.*
"I'm sorry. It must be terrible, having to live constantly in that kind of fear."
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Post by Carolina on Jan 14, 2009 17:04:45 GMT -5
***POSTING AS NANCE***
"It's my own fault. Really. I meant it when I said I lead a bad life."
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Donavan
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Post by Donavan on Jan 14, 2009 17:15:45 GMT -5
*Donavan's eyes softened. He wanted to take her hand, to comfort her. But he had the feeling the gesture would not be appreciated.*
"But...things...you didn't have much of a choice. If you wanted to stay alive."
Right?
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Post by Nance Sikes on Jan 14, 2009 17:18:07 GMT -5
"I'm not dead...that's true..."
*Her bright blue eyes lifted to meet his.*
"But I don't think I'm alive. Living...is a luxury I can't afford. I breathe, and I bleed...scarcely more."
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Donavan
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Post by Donavan on Jan 14, 2009 17:20:32 GMT -5
"But...you want more?" *He whispered gently, trying to query her without sounding threatening.*
"I mean, if it was possible to escape...your situation?"
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Post by Nance Sikes on Jan 14, 2009 17:24:38 GMT -5
*She turned her head away.*
"It's best not to think about it," *she said.* "I'll always be who I am."
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Donavan
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Post by Donavan on Jan 14, 2009 17:33:54 GMT -5
*Donavan lifted his hand to catch her chin, but thought better of it. Instead, he offered softly.*
"What you do isn't who you are. Believe me..."
Please.
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Post by Nance Sikes on Jan 14, 2009 17:38:01 GMT -5
"Then what is who I am? I can't afford your philosophy," *she said irritable. The boy was so simple--God only knew why she called him a boy, doubtless he was older than her by some years, but his naivete astounded her.*
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Donavan
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Post by Donavan on Jan 14, 2009 17:44:29 GMT -5
*Her viewpoint saddened him visibly, though he could hardly begrudge her it.*
"I'm sorry. If I can't make you see what I do when I look at you." *He mumbled, frustrated by his own inadequacies.*
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Post by Nance Sikes on Jan 14, 2009 17:47:29 GMT -5
"Don't apologize," *she said.* "I can't make you see what I see, either..."
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Donavan
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Post by Donavan on Jan 14, 2009 17:50:24 GMT -5
*But in his world, there was hope. She could be better. Different. She wasn't trapped. Well, as trapped. Donavan swallowed slowly.*
"I just don't mean to make you feel bad. I never want to do that." *He confessed shyly.* "I don't want you to feel shame around me."
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