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Post by Max on Mar 9, 2013 15:10:30 GMT -5
"To be honest, more than you know." Rhys said letting his gaze wander.
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Post by Chloe on Mar 9, 2013 15:13:12 GMT -5
She nodded slightly and rubbed at her bruised wrists, "I should actually get home before my brothers and cousins come looking for me."
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Post by Max on Mar 9, 2013 17:49:58 GMT -5
"Oh alright." Rhys said. "Will I see you again later?" He asked.
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Post by Chloe on Mar 9, 2013 17:54:48 GMT -5
"You just might," she said with a small smile, "Give me your hand."
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Post by Max on Mar 9, 2013 19:24:47 GMT -5
Rhys smiled and held out his hand.
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Post by Chloe on Mar 9, 2013 19:37:46 GMT -5
She pulled a marker out of her pocket and wrote her cell number down. She was going to have to change her voicemail if he called her.
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Post by Max on Mar 9, 2013 19:55:21 GMT -5
Rhys grinned. "Awesome." He said. He immediately memorized the number.
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Post by Chloe on Mar 9, 2013 19:57:39 GMT -5
She blushed slightly and pushed a loose lock away from her face, "Later Rhys." She turned and headed back the way she came.
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Post by Max on Mar 9, 2013 21:45:05 GMT -5
Rhys smiled. "Later." He journeyed back to his tree, climbed up it, and leaned one shoulder against the trunk. He thought about Opal. "Wow." He said silently to himself.
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Post by Chloe on Mar 9, 2013 21:47:30 GMT -5
((I'm going to time jump a little))
The next afternoon, Opal headed out of her house and onto the streets. She hated her family even more now. The rope burns that Daemon had tied to get her back from Texas still stung a little and she was sick of them telling her she couldn't do the work.
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Post by Max on Mar 9, 2013 22:04:25 GMT -5
Rhys stood on top of a building and looked down at the streets. He started to realize he had a big love for heights. Looking down on the little people and little cars made him feel big and powerful. Soon his eyes fell onto a familiar red head that made his dead heart pound. He found an empty alley way and flitted down to the side of the road Opal would be walking down soon. He causally leaned against the brick wall of the building.
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Post by Chloe on Mar 9, 2013 22:06:12 GMT -5
Her short skirt, tight corset, and boots were getting her a lot of attention from guys as she made her way along the street. She wanted to go to a diner, look through the newspaper and find another job and stick it to her brothers.
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Post by Max on Mar 9, 2013 22:13:00 GMT -5
Rhys laid his head against the wall. His neck had been pretty stiff since he hasn't slept in his usual coffin.
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Post by Chloe on Mar 9, 2013 22:14:43 GMT -5
Opal glanced into the alley and saw Rhys, "That doesn't look comfortable fancy pants."
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Post by Max on Mar 9, 2013 22:27:37 GMT -5
He lifted his head. "Eh it's better than it looks." Rhys said with a half smile.
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