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 Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2007 8:16 pm
Down the stairs stumbles a blonde young man. The pull strings on his grey cloth pants sway as he shuffles into the kitchen. The light from the fridge floods the darkness and shuts as quickly as it came. Random noises come out as a Bastian goes to work on a midnight snack...
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Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2007 10:41 pm
Ezra was walking past the kitchen doors and heard noises. She popped her head inside the door, and glanced around.
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Posted: Mon Jul 30, 2007 10:43 pm
Bastian, not really aware of what he's doing, is making a nice big ham and cheese sandwich. He puts some ham, then cheese, then ham...and so on. His body sways a bit as he works. He's obviously not fully awake.
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2007 2:55 pm
She watched him sway, and feared he'd fall over. She dashed behing him as quietly as possible and turned herself into a huge fluffy cushion. To protect him from the cold tile floor.
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2007 7:26 pm
Though he continues to sway, he doesn't fall over. He continues with the making of the sandwich. A few mumbles words drift out, that really mean nothing. It grows strange that, he has no idea what he's doing...and yet he's making a snack...
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2007 10:46 pm
Ezra realized the best way to protect him, was to wake him up. She slowly transformed back and tapped him hard on the shoulder.
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2007 9:02 pm
The swaying stops...His eyes close...his hands stop...
After a moment, his eyes dart open, his pupils large from the darkness. His blue irises, thin now, glow a soft blue hue as he finally gets his bearings. The bread that was in his hand, now drops to finish the sandwich.
"...What the?"
He looks around and sees the sandwich.
"Huh...cool."
He picks it up and goes to take a bite...then realizes someone's behind him. He turns to see the girl.
"Oh, hey. Ezra, right?"
He leans back against the counter and takes a bite of his sandwich.
"What brings you out this late?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2007 2:40 pm
"I...Uh...Um." Ezra stammered. She wasnt supposed to be caught. She glanced about the room hoping to hide. She sighed, defeated. There would be no point to hide.
"Nothing really," She answered quietly. "There was a noise, and I came in."
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 1:56 am
"Oh, I'm sorry, did I wake you up?"
He takes another bite of his sandwich, swallowing it after a moment.
"If it makes you feel any better, you woke me up, too."
He adds before taking another bite.
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 2:07 am
"No, no." Ezra blurted out quickly. "I dont sleep. I wander the halls at night."
Why am I telling him this? She thought wildly. He doesnt need to know, nor does he care to know.
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2007 10:47 pm
"Don't sleep, huh?"
He takes another bite. After a moment, he closes his eyes.
"You must day dream a lot."
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 6:14 am
Ezra shook her head. "If I'm not in the halls, I'm in the library."
"It's my sanctuary." She mumbled in a low tone.
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Posted: Fri Aug 10, 2007 10:00 pm
He finishes off his sandwich and grabs the plate he used to make it. Setting it in the sink and turning on the water, he begins to rinse it off.
"So, do you just not enjoy being around people?"
His blue eyes are almost glowing in the dark room.
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Posted: Fri Aug 10, 2007 10:40 pm
"It's not that I dont like people." She answered and lifted herself up onto the counter. "I've just...been surrounded by people that don't...you know, believe I should live."
She caught the glow, but shook her head. No one's eyes could glow. She sat there staring at him, wondering why he was so easy to talk to. No one ever pulled words out of her like he had managed in a few minutes.
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2007 9:15 pm
Bastian keeps his straight face as she lifts herself up on the counter. As he wipes the plate in the water, his eyes flash a brilliant blue for a mere instant. A bit of water breaks off from the steady flow of the faucet, only to rise to his lips. Opening his mouth, he takes in the small amount of water and drinks it. Lifting the plate from the sink, he lets it drip dry a moment.
"Do you believe you should live?"
He glances at her, then turns his gaze back to the plate.
"That's the real question."
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