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Post by Savannah Brooks on Dec 7, 2007 21:41:17 GMT -5
Vannah walked out to the lake slowly. The ground was covered in a thin layer of pure white snow and the lake was frozen over. Her tinted pale cheeks were rosy from the frost. She stood at the edge of the forzen lake soaking in the coldness. She kicked some snow around and let herself drown in her own thoughts of wonder and self-pity.
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Dec 8, 2007 14:41:58 GMT -5
It had been a while since Michael had been outside, but when he had seen the snow he hadn't been able to resist. He had on a thick cloak with his hands in his pockets. His boots crunched on the ground as he walked. He saw a figure out at the edge of the lake and recognized it instantly and walked up to her. "Hey, Savannah," he said, staring out at the ice for a few moments before looking over at her.
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Post by Savannah Brooks on Dec 8, 2007 23:00:29 GMT -5
Vannah looked up suddenly, pulled from her own land, but her face relaxed when she saw it was only Michael. "Oh, hey." She said dryly not meaning to sound like she did. The question burning inside of her was trying to escape, but she didn't let it. She decided it was better to see if he said anything first.
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Dec 8, 2007 23:03:57 GMT -5
Michael watched her for a second, "How have you been?" he asked. He hadn't seen her since he had spoken to Emilian and wondered how exactly she had been coping, though she seemed to be dealing a lot better than she had when he had first found out.
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Post by Savannah Brooks on Dec 8, 2007 23:07:29 GMT -5
Vannah sighed. "Better." She replied staring off into the distance. "At least, that's what I thougt until..." Vannah broke off leaving her sentence unfinished. She didn't know if she was ready to do this.
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Dec 8, 2007 23:09:48 GMT -5
Michael turned to her, facing her with his body instead of just his eyes. "Until what?" he asked, gently though, not pressing. He wouldn't force her to answer him, but he hoped she would, everyone involved had to trust each other, to some extent at least.
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Post by Savannah Brooks on Dec 8, 2007 23:13:27 GMT -5
"I sw him." Vannah said softly. "Last night. At the club. And I wanted to run at first, but the last time I did that it didn't end up so hot." She spat bitterly. "So I stayed, for a little while. Nothing too bad happend, but then he acted like the same jerk and kept talking about that day. He said something about Storm and how if he didn't come after me again, it was because of her." Vannah swallowed. "Have you heard anything from her?" She asked worriedly, unsure of why she was exactly.
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Dec 8, 2007 23:15:06 GMT -5
Michael shook his head, but alarms were going off in his head once more, "You said at the club? Was Dru there?" He knew that she could take care of herself, but that didn't mean that he wanted the two of them to have it out either.
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Post by Savannah Brooks on Dec 8, 2007 23:18:00 GMT -5
Vannah shrugged. "I don't know. I didn't see her, but she could've been." She wasn't so worried about Dru. From what she heard, she was tough, but Vannah didn't really know her that well. Or at all.
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Dec 8, 2007 23:22:46 GMT -5
Michael gave a sharp, short nod and chewed on his bottom lip, thinking. "So he didn't do anything to you?" he asked in an attempt to ward off the images threatening to overtake his mind of Emilian trying something with Dru.
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Post by Savannah Brooks on Dec 8, 2007 23:25:32 GMT -5
"No. Just the usual ass. He did remind me, however, how lucky I was he didn't come after me again." Vannah said digging her nails into her skin, a habit she had gained over the last year. "But nothing more."
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Dec 8, 2007 23:28:33 GMT -5
"Good," Michael said, nodding slightly again. "What about Ryan?" He hadn't spoken to Ryan since that day in the woods.
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Post by Savannah Brooks on Dec 8, 2007 23:29:36 GMT -5
"I--I don't know." Vannah said looking at the ground. "I haven't spoken to him in a while." It had been the same day she had run into Michael in the halls...and then later Chase.
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Dec 8, 2007 23:35:42 GMT -5
Michael looked at her, slightly confused, "What do you mean?" They were still together weren't they? He hadn't heard anything different, but of course, he hadn't heard very much at all since that day.
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Post by Savannah Brooks on Dec 8, 2007 23:40:10 GMT -5
"Well, I haven't really seen him in a while..." Vannah shrugged passing the gesture off as careless, though inside of her it was hurting so much. "Or talked to him."
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