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    Aliaxane took a deep breath, calling the mold of glass she kept by her bed to her, breaking it into several pieces. They circled around her, sharp enough to cut into anyone trying to grab her as she headed for the doorway, to turn the lights back on. Cursing the entire way, she froze. Someone else was here.
    Post by: Magick, Jun 16, 2009 in forum: Retirement Home
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    Oooooh, just wait till I deal with joo. B|
    Post by: Magick, Jun 16, 2009 in forum: The Spam Zone
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    Aly rolled on her side, biting her lip to keep from crying out as the pressure exploded around her, making the fire around Valerie dance. "Please be okay." she whispered before shutting her eyes, the bright light and sound almost too much for her. She retreated inside her mind, waiting for it to be over. Slowly getting to her knees, she looked around.
    Post by: Magick, Jun 16, 2009 in forum: Retirement Home
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    She covered her ears, almost screaming with the pressure, then did as Valerie told her, grabbing her pack along the way. Crouching down, she rocked back and forth, the pressure building. Just what was the girl going to do? Her head started to pound, and her eyes streamed. Please let it be over soon. she prayed.
    Post by: Magick, Jun 16, 2009 in forum: Retirement Home
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    Getting pushed to the ground was not a fun thing, and doing it with a heavy pack made it worse. Gasping, she rolled onto her back, then rolled backwards again to get to her feet. "Bullsh*t! There's no way I can just hide." She reached behind her, finding a knife, then trying to see. It was like there was a haze in front of her eyes....what the hell? "Is it behind you?" she called out, narrowing her eyes.
    Post by: Magick, Jun 16, 2009 in forum: Retirement Home
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    Going about her chores, Aly hummed an old lullaby her mom had sung to her. It made her heart ache, but she sang it anyway. She needed to keep even the sad memories alive, because it made up who she was. Her mom was never coming back, but that didn't mean she couldn't remember the person she was, and the things she had done. She had almost forgotten her mom's face, and cursed her slow mind. If there was one thing she wanted to remember of her mother's, it was her voice and her face.
    Post by: Magick, Jun 16, 2009 in forum: Retirement Home
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    Aly nervously and hesitantly turned around, to face the interior of the rundown house. "Do you hear that?" she asked the other girl, her ears almost ringing. She slowly backed away, her heartbeat speeding up. "I think it's time to go. As in five minutes ago."
    Post by: Magick, Jun 16, 2009 in forum: Retirement Home
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    Xion snuggled into her blankets, then shivered. These memories weren't her's, but then whose were they? She shivered again, barely able to control herself as she watched people she didn't know die, watch their loved ones die, feel sadness and pain. It was almost too much to bear.
    Post by: Magick, Jun 16, 2009 in forum: Retirement Home
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    Aliaxane stopped in the kitchen, then worked her down again, this time a small bit of bread in her hands. She chewed thoughtfully, then sighed as she found her room and opened the door. So quiet. She wished it was like this all the time. Even if the organization did find her, that didn't mean she socialized with the rest of them. Idly she left the door open, then went to her dresser, to pick her knives for the day. So many knives, too little time.
    Post by: Magick, Jun 16, 2009 in forum: Retirement Home
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    How are your younger siblings?
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    O_O so many...

    O_O so many...
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    XD night! :glomp:

    XD night! :glomp:
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    Aliaxane sighed, tapping her fingers against the wall. Another day of waiting and thinking. She wouldn't have minded so much if there was actually something to think about, but she had run out of ideas. Sliding her palm against the wall, she walked down the hallway, still trying to think of something. There had to be something.
    Post by: Magick, Jun 15, 2009 in forum: Retirement Home
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