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Post by Sydney on Dec 23, 2006 12:55:12 GMT -5
((Hahaha! Syd's gotta blow off steam SOME how. It's either drink or go kick random a*s and I'm really not in the mood to write fight scenes. ;D))
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Post by Vianne Giry on Dec 23, 2006 13:26:40 GMT -5
((Yeah, kicking random ass is not good. Last time Nadir tried that, he killed someone. Well, that or he went after a six year old.))
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Post by Sydney on Dec 23, 2006 13:30:07 GMT -5
((Hahah! Man...Syd's finally in character. :\))
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Post by Sydney on Dec 23, 2006 14:01:09 GMT -5
((I'm going to borrow a scene from ALIAS season 3~))
Syd quietly poured Bella another shot.
After about a dozen shots, Syd was beginning to get affected. Her speech was some-what slurred and she just started to ramble.
"You know Bella... considering everyting, I think I'm pretty normal--I'm emotional..." She sighed. "I try to be honest but I've never been a depressed person...Until now." Syd felt a sob coming on but promptly stopped it.
"...I'm just alone."
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Post by Belladonna on Dec 23, 2006 14:20:56 GMT -5
*Bella downed her shot* Considering everything what?
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Post by Sydney on Dec 23, 2006 14:23:27 GMT -5
Even through the effects of alcohol, she knew what and what not to tell...
"Hmm?" Syd giggled humourlessly. "I wish I could tell you."
Syd's expression turned seriously, almost sober. "I really wish I could..."
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Post by Sydney on Dec 23, 2006 21:24:14 GMT -5
Syd looked at Bella, "Enough about me. What about you?"
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Post by Belladonna on Dec 23, 2006 21:27:54 GMT -5
*Bella shrugged and downed yet another shot* What about me?
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Post by Sydney on Dec 23, 2006 21:32:25 GMT -5
Syd chuckled and poured her another shot. "You know what I mean," she said, smoothing her bangs away from her eyes. "Why'd you come here? Paris? Of all the places, why Paris?"
Syd got up from where she was and walked over to her bed, plopping down and drinking her shot of vodka.
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Post by Belladonna on Dec 23, 2006 21:34:22 GMT -5
My father murdered my younger brother and then committed suicide. It drove my mother to insanity, so I had to leave the mountains and find a doctor for her. He said that she must be sent away to a hospital by the sea, and told me I should probably get a job to pay for her to stay there. He recommended that I come here- he said that there were usually plenty of positions open for a girl my age in Paris. I came here soon after I arrived in Paris. I met Raoul and we were engaged before I knew it- but then I found out about his...ways...and you know the rest. *She downed another shot*
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Post by Sydney on Dec 23, 2006 21:41:53 GMT -5
Finding the little shot glasses tedious, Syd put them aside and grabbed the bottle. "Jesus Christ..." she muttered before bringing the bottle to her lips and drinking the content.
"You know--" Syd started but stopped as tears choked her words. After a moment, she continued. "You know...You and I--" She laughed mirthlessly. "God...You and I have had crazy episodes with our fiancees, huh?"
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Post by Belladonna on Dec 23, 2006 21:44:10 GMT -5
*Bella snorted bitterly* What happened with yours?
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Post by Sydney on Dec 23, 2006 21:52:18 GMT -5
Sydney dropped her gaze and swallowed hard.
"It was many years ago. I was in college when I met him: Danny. He was a doctor and..." Syd took a deep breath. "And, when I came home one day, I found our place trashed and Danny--" She stiffled a sob and tried to go on without sobbing. "And I found Danny in the tub...shot. Dead."
Sydney quickly wiped her tears away from her cheeks and drank from the bottle again. "And the worst thing is I knew who did it. And, in the end, I never got to get my revenge," She said bitterly.
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Post by Belladonna on Dec 23, 2006 21:59:50 GMT -5
*Bella burst into tears and gave Sydney a hug* That's awful!
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Post by Sydney on Dec 23, 2006 22:10:12 GMT -5
Syd first froze to her embrace but she soon hugged her back.
She gently pulled back and took her by the shoulders. "Bella...you and Christian are destined for each other," she said with a sad smile. "I know it--I feel it in my gut."
Syd put down the bottle of vodka and sat her down on her bed and took her hands. "But he's got to find his way back on his own," she said seriously, gently tightening her grip on her hands.
"And when you two have kids, I'd better be their Godmother or else..." She smiled brighter and laughed, hugging her again.
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