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Post by occasionallyinsane on Oct 27, 2006 23:03:51 GMT -5
The man's golden eyes flickered to the woman's face, then back to the page. "Aye...Garfield. I have a thing for cats, you see." he said, smiling a bit more.
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Post by Darknessfalls on Oct 27, 2006 23:12:37 GMT -5
She nodded. ''I guess you would have to...My names Christina...Christina Death...and you are?''She asked him.
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Post by occasionallyinsane on Oct 27, 2006 23:15:11 GMT -5
"I go by the name of Finn." He replied, looking at her over the top of his newspapaper. "If I maybe be so bold as to inquire...why were you angry a few minutes ago? The cashier is a reasonable man. If you had just...nevermind."
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Post by Darknessfalls on Oct 27, 2006 23:39:02 GMT -5
Christina shrugged. ''Well, I was venting, it wasnt the poor mans fault...'' She said giving a slight smile. ''I just havent been having a good week.'' She replied.
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Post by occasionallyinsane on Oct 27, 2006 23:41:44 GMT -5
Finn smiled, nodding. "That is understandable. I haven't been having a good week either...it's just that I wander, not assualt people with cleaning products." He gave a small laugh, and held a hand to his mouth as if to cover it.
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Post by Darknessfalls on Oct 27, 2006 23:43:14 GMT -5
Christina crossed her arms and mcok pouted. ''He deserved it.'' She said smiling and uncrossing her arms.
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Post by occasionallyinsane on Oct 27, 2006 23:48:02 GMT -5
Finn shrugged, blowing a lock of blonde hair out of his eye. "Perhaps he did...but at least he has a bang-up story to tell his wife tonight." He said, setting his paper down on his lap.
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Post by Darknessfalls on Oct 27, 2006 23:51:02 GMT -5
Christina smiled and nodded. ''Oh yes...He can go home and tell her about a crazy man sitting on shelves and a woman shoving soap into peoples mouths....she will likely send him to a crazy house.'' She said laughing a little bit.
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Post by occasionallyinsane on Oct 27, 2006 23:56:52 GMT -5
Finn shrugged. "Well, that's exactly why my wandering is bad. People think I'm insane, of all things."
He leaned back against the bench, his head resting on the top of it, his eyes closed, and his white throat bared. "Hmph...haven't had much sleep either this week." He grumbled.
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Post by Darknessfalls on Oct 28, 2006 0:03:33 GMT -5
Christina nodded, but she hadnt heard him. Her thirst was growing now for she had yet to drink in the short months she had been a Vampire. She knew she would die, but...the cravings were getting so bad, she almost killed her only friend the other night.
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Post by occasionallyinsane on Oct 28, 2006 9:15:08 GMT -5
Finn was jerked back into reality by a light touch on his arm. He opened his eyes to see a small, fair-haired child holding out a daisy to him. Her pale cheeks were red from childish embarresment.
She dropped the flower into Finn's lap and then ran back to the safety of her mother.
The golden-eyed lad picked up the daisy, twining it around his white forefinger. "Well, I suppose you'd know about tired, hmm?" He asked quietly, a smile returning to his face as he stroked the flower's pale petals.
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Post by Darknessfalls on Oct 28, 2006 15:48:57 GMT -5
Christina snapped from her daze and gave an odd look. ''Sorry...what did you say?'' She asked fidgeting with one of the ribbon ends to her corset top.
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Post by occasionallyinsane on Oct 28, 2006 15:51:38 GMT -5
Finn winked at her, lacing the flower's step throuh one of the empty button-holes in his white shirt. "Oh, nothing worth hearing." He gave a small frown. "Are you...feeling okay?"
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Post by Darknessfalls on Oct 28, 2006 15:55:04 GMT -5
The Vampire girl shrugged lightly. ''Umm...yeah....well....truthfully....um..not,really...''She said swallowing the thirst rising in her throat.
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Post by occasionallyinsane on Oct 28, 2006 15:57:18 GMT -5
Finn frowned, resting his hands on his knees. "Oh? Is it anything I can help you with?" He asked, his big golden eyes wide and unnaturally innocent, as if Finn had never seen a single bad deed commited, heard a single foul word in all his years of life.
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