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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 5:08 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 5:25 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 7:11 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 7:13 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 7:16 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 8:07 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 8:28 pm
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Rebecca sputtered, unprepared for her father's fury to be taken against her. The only thing that had kept her from getting splattered on the wall behind was a hastily placed shield. The fury of an angel was something to be seen and Rebecca was seeing it now. Her mother stood stone still, against a far wall. She watched her daughter, infinitely sad.
"Oh father, there art nothing to forgive! I have committed no trespass against thee. Our Father, that which is in Heaven, does not condemn this!" Rebecca pleaded. "I asked your blessing!"
"And it shall not be given! Fallen daughter!" Rebecca's father snarled back. "If thou choose that mortal this day, then thou art cast from this house, henceforth! Thou art no daughter of mine!"
Rebecca got to her feet unsteadily. "Thou dost not cast me out. I leave this place!" She shouted, then fled to her room. A bag stood against the far wall, prepared for a day like this. She scooped it up in a practiced motion and jumped through the window. Her fall was short- snow wings burst from her shoulders and she alighted softly on the ground. After a final glance at the place that had been her home for all of her life, she jumped into the air again. Tears rolled down her face, but were left untouched. It was her father who had fallen away from the very teachings that were getting her persecuted now. 'Love one another... Why couldn't he see?' Though his reaction was expected, it was still hurting her. She came to the abandoned warehouse, and sailed down into Logan's arms. "Dousha!" She whimpered.
-Dousha. Russian. Meaning "My soul" or something to that effect. Equivalent to "My love" or "Sweetheart" in english, though more acceptable for either gender to say.-
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Jasper smiled as Emiko giggled, and moved her hair for her. He set her down lightly on her feet and long strides led them to his velvet chair. The Demon sat down, and invited Emiko to choose a seat before they left. As the fire continued to dance, the embers acting like small dancers, Jasper reviewed the day they first met. But it wasn't when he met her. It was when he killed his father out of rage. Jasper would never feel the same. His mother was always behind him, but his fathers anger had torn through the hard exterior of the stern look of him. Jasper's eyes closed, and he shivered, remembering his own father's blood on his hands. The pain of that would always be in his eyes now, but no one dare ask what had happened. He opened his eyes to see Emiko still by the window, and Jasper's mother's smile spread across his face. "Very ready." He replied finally.
Without waiting another second alone, Eve fell from the tree and used what she could of her stolen wings to land softly. True, she was an Angel, but her wings were taken by another because she did the most unfaithful thing possibly done by an Angel. Her wings were 'stolen' or 'ripped', but that never stopped her. As she started walking, she headed the direction of Bane's home, but stopped halfway. She wanted to stop and thing. She sat softly, and the child-like face of hers changed into concentration. She was hurting him, she knew that, but he knew he was getting older and she wasn't. It was for his own well being. Eve didn't want to be the one admitting him. She stood up again, and continued walking, but slower than before.
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Posted: Mon Oct 06, 2008 11:01 am
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Posted: Mon Oct 06, 2008 12:09 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 06, 2008 2:00 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 06, 2008 2:33 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 06, 2008 3:33 pm
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