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Posted: Fri Dec 24, 2010 10:13 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 24, 2010 10:22 pm
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Daniel watched in silence as Elenore considered what he'd said. As the wind picked up, he forced down a shiver. The wind had a bit of bite to it, reminding him that winter was not far off. He would have to hurry up redoing the bathroom. He certainly didn't want to go through another winter with a cold bathroom.
He watched as she raised an eyebrow before lowering her arms and shrugging. At her words, a whole bunch of answers ran through his mind -'Safe', 'long', 'ultimately boring'- but he said none of them. He hadn't gone to school since the eighth grade but he knew when he was being asked a rhetorical question.
When she told him to lead the way, he nodded before walking away from her car. He walked towards the exit of the parking lot, over to where his truck was parked. Even though the other cars parked around weren't the latest sports car, his still looked like it could use a new paint job. He frowned at that but pushed the thought away. He had other things he needed before a new paint job for his truck.
When they reached the truck, he unlocked the door on the passenger's side before walking around to unlock the driver's side door. When he climbed in, he looked over at Elenore, holding back another frown when he saw how her hair was soaking wet. That couldn't possibly be warm. Once he'd turned on the ignition, the first thing he did was turn on the heating before buckling up, putting the car into drive and pulling out of the parking lot.
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5Bulletproof-Marshmellows
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Posted: Fri Dec 24, 2010 10:36 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 24, 2010 10:51 pm
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As they pulled out of the parking lot, Daniel glanced around before driving out onto the road and driving deeper into the city. He knew that if he had been in Elenore's position, he would have been curious. What could possibly be in the center of the city that was worth a moment of anyone's time? Well, aside from the people but that was another issue altogether. For a sheltered, middle-class person, there was nothing of interest in the inner city, except for the park.
He cast a glance at her out of the corner of his eye before looking back ahead. He'd found that most people, for their lunch break, walked to a place nearby rather than drove so the roads, though busier than they would have been an hour ago, were not nearly as busy as before and after office hours. He was glad for that. He hated traffic almost as much as he hated the city itself.
After a few minutes of driving, Daniel pulled up to the curb alongside the park. It didn't look very interesting. A stretch of grass with some playground equipment. Behind that were trees. Most people didn't realize just how large that mini-forest was. Not many city people took the time to really see what the woods held. Turning off the truck, he pulled the keys out of the ignition before climbing out of the truck and locking the door behind him. It was still raining steadily but once they got under the cover of the trees, it wouldn't be so bad.
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5Bulletproof-Marshmellows
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Posted: Fri Dec 24, 2010 11:02 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2010 1:56 pm
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Daniel looked over at Elenore with an amused smile. No, they were not there to see the grass. He shook his head, trying not to laugh. The confused look on her face was so cute. "Follow me," he told her before making his way across the stretch of grass to the shelter of the trees. There was a path, more or less, that led into the miniature forest. It was hardly more than a deer trail but it was distinct and smoother than trying to struggle through the brush. He knew it wouldn't have been easier for her, especially in her heels.
He glanced back at her to make sure she was keeping up before following the trail into the forest. It was a lot larger than most people thought. Then again, how many people really considered its size? Only those who saw it from the air really knew how big it was. He himself had never seen it from above but he'd spent many, many nights there as a child and young adult.
Before too long, he veered off the trail. The path he took was more brushy but it still wasn't too bad. Though, it was more of a struggle since he had to duck under trees that had fallen into the crook of other trees' branches and climb over fallen trees. It was the closest thing to a real forest this city could offer.
Finally, the path stopped suddenly. He stopped at the edge of the trees and found himself staring out at a decent sized body of water. A small lake. The water's surface was constantly moving from the impact of the rain. In his mind, there was nothing more beautiful in the whole city than this, especially at night.
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5Bulletproof-Marshmellows
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Posted: Fri Jan 07, 2011 9:21 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 07, 2011 9:36 pm
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Daniel knew that Elenore was having trouble. He really should have taken into consideration that she was wearing heels when this "brilliant" idea came into his mind. And yet, he couldn't bring himself to offer her assistance. The only help he would have been able to give her was carrying her himself and that was just... He felt awkward just thinking about it. But not the bad kind of awkward. The 'If I did that, I would end up embarrassing myself' awkward, like when boy kisses a girl for the first time and, afterward, neither of them are sure what to say and an awkward silence falls between them. Of course, his own first kiss had been nothing like that. His first kiss would have changed how Elenore looked at him, it was so... something. He'd certainly enjoyed it, and what had followed, but it wouldn't help him with her.
When they finally reached the lake, he glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, trying to read her expression. Judging by the smile on her face, she was quite happy with the surprise. He turned to look at her completely as she walked down to the water's edge and stood on a large rock. He considered warning her about how slippery it could get but pushed the thought away. Surely the rock couldn't be that slippery, right?
At her words, he smiled. "I'm glad you like it," he told her. He really was. He watched as she started to slowly turn in a circle. A moment later, his mouth dropped open as she tripped, falling into the water. For a second, he couldn't do anything but stare before he regained control of himself and hurried over. His heart nearly stopped, not for fear of her being hurt or in danger. The water wasn't that deep. He was worried that she would blame him for it. But, instead, she stood up and started laughing. Laughing!
"Are you ok?" he asked from the lake's edge. He, personally, would wait until she got out of the water to check her over. There was no sense in both of them getting soaked, now was there? Besides, he didn't particularly feel like getting even more wet. The shoulders of his shirt was already wet from the rain.
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5Bulletproof-Marshmellows
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Posted: Fri Jan 07, 2011 9:51 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 07, 2011 10:01 pm
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Daniel relaxed slightly when she told him she was fine. That was good. He hated the thought of her being hurt because of his stupid idea. He watched as she made her way back to shore, going from the water to the rock and from the rock to the shore. Her clothes were soaked through, her shirt and skirt clinging to her like a second skin. However, he didn't ogle her like many men would have, or even he himself would have if the situation had been different.
Instead, he smiled weakly when she spoke. "It was just bad luck," he told her. He himself probably would have done it, years ago of course, had he been a normal kid and had a normal childhood. In fact, if it hadn't been raining, he probably would have done it now.
When she shivered, a frown formed at his mouth. He followed her back to the tree cover, looking out at the lake as the wind started to pick up. "We should probably head back before you catch a cold or something," he said. He didn't want her getting sick. If she did, who would look after those kids? Who would look after her? No one, that was who. He would have, but he was still hardly more than a stranger to her and she to him. It would have been improper and... stuff.
Despite that, he really did want to head back. He wasn't exactly dressed for wet, stormy, cold weather. He was dressed for work and that wasn't exactly the warmest considering he worked inside all day.
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5Bulletproof-Marshmellows
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Posted: Fri Jan 07, 2011 10:17 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 1:31 pm
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As they stood there, side by side under the partial cover of the trees, Daniel found himself watching her and not just because he was waiting for a response from her. Even soaking wet, she looked beautiful, much more beautiful than any of the past girlfriends, one-night stands and prostitutes he'd had. Yes, his past was quite colorful, and not in a good way. It was just pure luck that he'd come out of it without some kind of disease.
When she nodded her head, he followed her back towards the path, worried about the fact that she was barefoot. Though it was a city park, the ground was still littered with twigs, the occasional pine cone and other debris. He knew from personal experience just how much it hurt to step on a pine cone. It wasn't pleasant. He'd ended up spending the following hour picking bits of pine cone out of the bottom of his foot. That was definitely not an experience he wanted to repeat.
When they reached the path, he glanced up at the sound of thunder, a grimace forming on his face. He wasn't scared of thunder but he certainly didn't like it. It reminded him far too clearly of his first night on his own. He knew it had been the right thing to do but that first night alone had seemed more terrifying than the possibility of his father going into a drunken rage. At least with his father, he'd been able to predict the man's mood swings and fighting style. When he was drunk, his father was a surprisingly good fighter.
When they finally reached the edge of the trees, he looked out across the expanse of grass to his truck that lay beyond. He was just considering how wet they would get if they tried running across when she spoke. He glanced down at her, a weak smile at his mouth. "Half an hour on foot, at full sprint," he told her. Perhaps a little more. He'd run from here to the bar before and that had taken him roughly half an hour.
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 2:20 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 2:40 pm
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Elenore must have noticed him looking at her. There was no other reason Daniel could see for the blush that colored her face. He glanced away, wondering if he should feel embarrassed or ashamed for being caught staring. Instead, he felt neither, though he knew he should have felt at least one of them, if not both.
When she spoke about racing to the car, he grinned back at her. How was it that she could make him feel so playful, so carefree? He couldn't ever remember a time he'd been allowed to feel so child-like. His own childhood had been horrible. He sincerely hoped that her own had been better than his. He would never wish on her the abuse he'd suffered, the neglect. He would never wish that on any child, except for those children who were completely evil. Some people said that no child was born evil. He could very much guarantee that there were.
"Sure," he said. "I'll even give you a head start." She would need it. One, she wasn't wearing any shoes and the only shoes she did have were high heels. Two, his legs were longer and stronger, hence a longer stride. He took a step back, motioning her to go. He knew he would still beat her. If he could outrun cops in their prime, he could easily outrun her.
He hadn't considered what they would do once they did actually get back to the truck. He should probably take her home, allow her to take a warm shower and change into some warm clothes. He knew just how easily soaked clothes could make a person get sick. That was part of the reason why he'd been so happy when he'd first found that mini forest. There was shelter and it was warmer. A sick person on the streets didn't last longer. It was, literally, survival of the fittest. ((I have to go))
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Posted: Thu Jan 27, 2011 5:35 pm
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