Vincent Dawson
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Post by Vincent Dawson on Jul 5, 2010 6:14:01 GMT -5
"Shoot."
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Post by Marie Bristow on Jul 5, 2010 6:16:16 GMT -5
"Iffin you don't mind me askin of course, an' you can be as vague as you loike, where'd you get all them scars?"
No one else had asked, and she figured, if anything, she was just a kid, and if he was a crazy psycho killer, he might let her be.
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Vincent Dawson
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Post by Vincent Dawson on Jul 5, 2010 6:16:53 GMT -5
He stopped sanding for a moment, before starting up again with a sigh "I was 'oping no one would ever hafta ask that-"
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Post by Marie Bristow on Jul 5, 2010 6:17:16 GMT -5
"Well you don't hafta say nothing if you don't wanna, I was just askin s'all."
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Vincent Dawson
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Post by Vincent Dawson on Jul 5, 2010 6:20:45 GMT -5
"S'all right, you all are such noice people I didn't wanta 'afta burden you with nuffin you know?" He smiled and looked up at her "Sometimes people do things they don't want to, they do it because they need somefing, then they do it because now they 'afto, then they do it because they can't stop it, then they do it because they can't get out. See missy, these scars's from lotsa mistakes and lotsa holes I 'ad ta dig that I ain't yet got meself out of. But I'm tryin."
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Post by Marie Bristow on Jul 5, 2010 6:23:18 GMT -5
Marie smiled, obviously satisfied she sat back down. She understood, she saw lots of guys like him come through this place, only a few had gone crazy from what they'd done or what they had to do. A few times, Marie had been really scared.
But not with Vincent, Vincent had a special aura about him, she'd accidentally touched him once and got a brief cloudy memory with a woman named Slyvia. But that's all she got.
"Tha's good Mr. Dawson."
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Vincent Dawson
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I Want So Much More Than This%\0\%
Posts: 135
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Post by Vincent Dawson on Jul 5, 2010 6:24:01 GMT -5
He smiled and handed her another nail and the hammer "You wanna do one?"
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Post by John Bristow on Jul 5, 2010 6:24:37 GMT -5
Back in the house John was taking Amras upstairs to his room, it was the same room he stayed in every time, it was the brightest room in the building and one of the few with it's own bathroom.
It was right next to Johns and Laszlo's.
He opened the door "Welcome home."
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Post by Amras Séregon on Jul 5, 2010 6:26:34 GMT -5
Amras smiled and walked in, setting the bag on the bed he opened the curtain allowing the evening sun to come shining in.
"Thank you."
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Post by John Bristow on Jul 5, 2010 6:27:01 GMT -5
John nodded and leaned against the door frame "So uh, how's life been? How's Wild?"
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Post by Amras Séregon on Jul 5, 2010 6:28:14 GMT -5
Amras turned to John, his face a mixture of emotions "Life has been.... complicated, Wild has been..." he laughed "complicated."
Sitting down on the bed he beckoned for John to come in.
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Post by John Bristow on Jul 5, 2010 6:29:26 GMT -5
Slowly moving in the room he sat down in a chair across from him, crossing his legs.
"What's going on?"
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Post by Amras Séregon on Jul 5, 2010 6:31:27 GMT -5
"We have, separated, for a while. She and I- mostly, mostly I, realized that our coupling was a mistake." He sighed "That although I do love her, with as much as my heart can give, I do not love her as I previously believed, not anymore, or ever I do not think."
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Post by John Bristow on Jul 5, 2010 6:32:03 GMT -5
John nodded "I figured as much, it's been about a month has it?"
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Post by Amras Séregon on Jul 5, 2010 6:32:20 GMT -5
"Ah, yes, but how did you-?"
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