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Post by Sarah on Oct 1, 2005 21:58:50 GMT -5
She smiled sadly up at him. A smile to melt any heart. "Yes, my parents would tell me that I was too wise for my age." Sh esaw his gaze and, though shocked, stared back, amazed by the beauty of the eyes.
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Post by Pathos on Oct 1, 2005 22:03:30 GMT -5
|He blinked, and immediately reached up to cover his blue eye. The open, wonderous expression was gone, replaced with that bitter, shuttered look he had worn before. "I know, I'm a freak," he murmured, and turned his head so that his eye could no longer be seen. "Just..you don't need to say it, because I already know."|
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Post by Sarah on Oct 1, 2005 22:06:46 GMT -5
She started. "Oh, no! You misunderstand. I think they're quite lovely. You have eyes almost like a husky. They're my favorite animal...Oh!...i mean...not to suggest you're some kind of dog...um...sorry." She fell silent and rubbed her glove. ~I know how he feels, being called a freak.~
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Post by Pathos on Oct 2, 2005 8:04:27 GMT -5
|Slowly, ever so slowly, he lowered his hand, staring at her with his unblinking, clear blue eye. He hesitated, then set his lips in a thin line. "Tell me why you wear that glove...And I'll tell you why this eye is blue." And he pointed at said eye, as if it were some sort of new and interesting species of arboreal frog.|
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Post by Sarah on Oct 2, 2005 9:47:08 GMT -5
Sarah hesitated. ~Should I really tell him? No body here except Caith and Becca know, plus Tom, possibly.~ She looked back at him and decided to tell him up to a point.
"To hold a powerful curse in place."
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Post by Pathos on Oct 2, 2005 10:00:02 GMT -5
|Hm. A curse? He nodded slightly. Understanding. "Ah...Well. Then I'll tell you how this," again, with the pointing. "..happened." He took a deep breath. "I was born with two brown eyes. Perfectly normal. My mother died shortly after I was born, so she never knew...But my father...He was angry at me, one day. I had done something...Everything from around that time is a bit blurry. He threw an old marble bust at me...Followed by a Permanent Blinding Hex. The bust hit me, and then the curse hit the bust...And it blasted it apart. I didn't get the full brunt of the attack, but it was enough to make me need these glasses. The right lense is ckear, the left one a very strong prescription." He sighed. "That's a good summary of my home life, I suppose...Curses and marble busts."|
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Post by Sarah on Oct 2, 2005 10:03:32 GMT -5
Sarah nodded sadly. "I'm sorry that happened. But you shouldn't be ashamed. They're very pretty."
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Post by Pathos on Oct 2, 2005 10:05:30 GMT -5
|A shrug. "My father is a cruel man. I should not put it against him. It is, after all, in his nature." He sighed and turned to his books. He seemed to be doing that alot. "May I ask...what kind of curse you are covering with that glove? Or is it a private affair?"|
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Post by Sarah on Oct 2, 2005 10:07:48 GMT -5
She nodded. "It is a secret. I will tell you, i don't exactly know what the curse is, only that's it's very dangerous when left unchecked." She bowed her head slightly.
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Post by Pathos on Oct 2, 2005 10:11:34 GMT -5
|He bowed his head. "It is as I suspected. I don't mind. We all have our secrets, after all." And he smiled, not the thin-lipped, knowing smile of before, but a smaller, truer smile that said so many things about him it was painful. 'I have secrets, too' it said. 'I understand'. "If you ever need...Well. I know more about the Dark Arts than I ought to, but it could be used to help, as well as hurt. Curses are easily countered, most of the time."|
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Post by Sarah on Oct 2, 2005 10:19:23 GMT -5
She smiled again. "Part of it is that I don't know much about it myself, but thank you for the offer." Her smile said 'I understand, too.' and 'We could be friends'.
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Post by Pathos on Oct 2, 2005 10:22:10 GMT -5
|The smile turned into a slight frown. "I am...a dangerous person to associate with. I wouldn't want you to get hurt, Ms. Ryans...But, if you wish...I will be here for you." Better that he stop this corruption of her innocence as soon as possible. She reminded him too much of..himself, learning and growing as fast as he could in order to survive his own father.|
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Post by Sarah on Oct 2, 2005 10:26:37 GMT -5
She frowned slightly as well, like she had a bad taste in her mouth. "I...am dangerous as well."
A memory flashed through her mind. Screaming, pain, her friend crumpling to the floor, blue light, her hand burning.
She squeezed her eyes shut.
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Post by Daniel on Oct 2, 2005 10:26:46 GMT -5
Becca peeks out from behind a shelf. She was NOT eaves dropping. "Sarah!" she grins broadly. "there you are! i've been searching the castle!" she turns to Jesse, and smiles. "hello."
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Post by Sarah on Oct 2, 2005 10:29:16 GMT -5
Sarah looked up and quickly wiped away a tear. "Hello, Becca. What brings you here?"
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