| .Occurrence. the plot
.: Version II :. Atrum surrexi The Dark Arising
.: Rotational Cycle :. Year 2013 O.C.
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 | Subject: Re: The Unspoken Rules 8th August 2008, 4:19 pm | |
| Ryan sighed as he came to the surface. He swam to the shore and smiled. |
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 | Subject: Re: The Unspoken Rules 8th August 2008, 4:20 pm | |
| Slowly, Miranda followed him. She shook herself once like a dog, and sighed, waiting for him. |
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 | Subject: Re: The Unspoken Rules 8th August 2008, 4:22 pm | |
| Ryan picked her up and put her on his shoulder. He smiled and walked towards the sidewalk. |
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 | Subject: Re: The Unspoken Rules 8th August 2008, 4:24 pm | |
| Miranda squirmed to get comfortable, and yawned. "Ryan," She said, studdering quietly, then spoke up slightly. "Ryan, you would tell me the truth right?" She asked, resting her head on his while he walked. |
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 | Subject: Re: The Unspoken Rules 8th August 2008, 4:25 pm | |
| "Of course." Ryan nodded, still walking forward. He shifted slightly and smiled slightly. |
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 | Subject: Re: The Unspoken Rules 8th August 2008, 4:27 pm | |
| "You don't, love her right?" Miranda asked, wincing quickly and waiting for an answer. |
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 | Subject: Re: The Unspoken Rules 8th August 2008, 4:35 pm | |
| "Not at all. Never did, never will." Ryan promised, still walking. He sighed softly and stopped, placing her back on the ground. |
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 | Subject: Re: The Unspoken Rules 8th August 2008, 4:37 pm | |
| Miranda leaned against a telephone pole, and stared at the ground. She opened her mouth to say something, but said nothing, just keeping it open and waiting for the words to come to her. |
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 | Subject: Re: The Unspoken Rules 8th August 2008, 4:41 pm | |
| "Why?" Ryan asked, stepping towards her. He raised an eyebrow and put his arms around her. |
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 | Subject: Re: The Unspoken Rules 8th August 2008, 4:43 pm | |
| She snapped her mouth shut, and pushed him away. "I'm just," She sighed, not finnishing. "I guess paranoid." She sighed again, long and heavily, running her hands through her hair, then pulling them out, letting her hair fall over her face lightly. |
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