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Breaking Down so badly (open)
The glittering shards of broken glass lay around her, encompassing the lanky body that had chosen this place to curl up in. The gym had been shut down for the night but she had been wreathed under the dusty bleachers for most of the day. She reached out, one arm still wraped around her thin body and touched the glistening bits of broken glass that circled her. Sharp pains smeared across her fingertips, sending stinging aches through her hand, so much to the point that she stopped dragging her fingers across the glass covered floor. Her eyes lifted from her lap, her hand fallowing suit from the floor to examine her delicate fingertips. Small cuts blanketed the flesh there but it was hard for her to see. Those muddy-mossy mixed wide doe eyes soon glistened with a shine that matched the broken glasses.
It had become a pilar for her, something that would hold up and steady her fragile state both in body and mind. She didnt even try to fight the urges that seemed to swallow her whole, the ever present yearning for something to clutch onto. She gripped the bottle in her lap with her slippery blood covered hand and with just one twist then cooling pop the air around her filled with the pungent smell of fremented liquor wrapped between layers of desprate sadness and uncontrolable fear. She sat there, hunkered down under the cramped place behind the bleachers, knees pressed to her chest. Her already limps senses had been made even more dull by the 3 bottles of beer she had forced down. She hated the taste of beer but the effects it gave her was more or less worth the need to gage down the bottles, fighting down the need to throw up.
She was there terrified of every sound, every creak of the floor boards and every whisp of the dusty rafters sent her quaking frame into more volent shivers. It was hardly cold, the opposite infact, her lean frame was producing buckets of sweat that rolled over the minnor curves of her body, dampening her clinging white thin strapped top. Her incky black The blazing heat of a warm spring day seemed to linger through the stale gyms air.
A shallow breath tumbled from her lungs before she tilted the green bottle into the air and pressed it to her pale pink lips. The slightly warm substance slid out of the slender container with ease but struggled the moment it hit the inside of her mouth, the taste making the liquid linger in her throat as she gluped it down and as she drank the only thing she could think of was what everyone else would think of her if they only knew. If Grey had found out about this, if her parents only knew...their perfect little girl was becoming an alcoholic.
"Hey, if it stinks Im not touching it! XD"
~Mameha/Itami on the corpses that get left in Chat.
Knives stretched as he walked down the hall towards the gym. He'd felt the urge to do something productive...his first desire was to play a game of football or basketball, but no one was around to start a game up. So, he'd decided upon his second choice: the gym. It would not be quite as fun, but it was something he could do himself. Besides, it was actually the more productive activity anyways.
As he came upon the doors, he didn't notice the small sign that said "Closed." He simply expected it to always be open. So, without much thought, he extended his hand to grasp the door's handle, and twisted. It didn't turn. So, he pulled a little bit. It jerked towards him a fraction of an inch, but the lock kept it from opening. He sighed, as he finally laid his deep blue eyes on the sign hanging from the door, and ran his fingers through his somewhat-long, brown, curly hair. After mumbling something, he simply shrugged and turned to walk the other way.
Then something caught his attention. A familiar scent...a bad scent. He tilted his head back so that his nose was in the air, and sniffed deeper. This time, he recognized the scent: it was that of blood. He blinked, and turned around to look back at the closed door, as if his eyes could penetrate the thick wooden surface.
Quickly, he turned, and walked back to the door with speed. He pressed his hands against the door, then the rest of his body, so that when he pushed his head against it, his German Sheppard ears would be pressed as close as possible. His eyelids shut slowly, as if that would improve his already-heightened hearing, and concentrated on what was inside. He heard nothing at first....then sounds of shallow breathing. Normally, this wouldn't bother him; but the smell of blood proved something was wrong. "Could someone be hurt in there? Maybe they were attacked!" he thought to himself.
With that, he took a step back, and glared at the door. Then, he lowered his stare to his own hands, which were currently clutched tightly into fists. With a deep breath, he opened them, and closed his eyes to concentrate. His fingertips began to glow blue, and then his fingernails changed shape; they became longer, sharper, until they were just like claws. His eyes shot open, and he reared back, slashing hard at the door. When he was finished, he looked up at the door: his claws had sunk deep enough to break the lock, though he hadn't been able to tear the door down as he'd intended. If he wasn't so worried about whoever was within, he'd complain about not being strong enough; but now was not the time.
He pushed open the doors, and ran into the room. After sniffing the air again to find where the blood was, he moved quickly in that direction, and then ducked under the bleachers, to find a girl there, one hand covered in blood, the other holding a beer bottle. He blinked, and turned his gaze down to the floor: glass was everywhere, but he couldn't tell where they had come from. Obviously, the girl hadn't been attacked; but that didn't mean something wasn't wrong. He kneeled down next to her, and placed his hand gently on her shoulder. "Are...are you alright?"
(ooc: I hope I'm not interfering with anything....)
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"It's rainin sideways!" --Ollie the Weatherman, Family Guy
"It's not nuclear, it's nucular, dummy. The 'S' is silent!" --Peter Griffin, Family Guy
Re: Breaking Down so badly (open)
((Wow, that was a bit faster than I thought. I'll post tomarrow cause Im headed out to see the sneak peak to Pirates 2. T_T sorry))
"Hey, if it stinks Im not touching it! XD"
~Mameha/Itami on the corpses that get left in Chat.
Re: Breaking Down so badly (open)
((haha, yea, people take forever to post in the other threads I'm in, so I lurk until one pops up that I feel like rp'ing in ^^ and take your time posting, I have to wait for the others anyways, haha)
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"It's rainin sideways!" --Ollie the Weatherman, Family Guy
"It's not nuclear, it's nucular, dummy. The 'S' is silent!" --Peter Griffin, Family Guy
Re: Breaking Down so badly (open)
Soon after she had even begun to think, her muddy thoughts were disrupted by a thundering crash of the door being broken down which made her tiny fingers clench the bottle in her hands as she continued to drink. She paused for a moment as she finally started to process what was going on as the slashing of the door seased and the doors thrust open, slamming against the walls and bouncing back again.
Just go away! Oh God this is it Im caught and Everyone will know! Please just go away! Dear God make it stop. Please make them stop. Just go away!
Panic seized her the moment the door began to rattle, her heart thudding away rapidly in her frail body. She jerked at attention, the disgusting fluid that was sliding down her throat caught slightly causing her to cough. She placed her cut hand over her heart to steady the beating and swallow the cough so that she could slam the rest of the beer in her hands. She raised her other hand, the one that was clamped to her chest to cradle the bottle as she drained the last of the gross liquid. Her stomach lurched and turned, threatening to force her to heave where she sat.
She started to scramble further under the bleachers for safety and coverage, the soft moonlight that seeped in from the windows guiding her over and under but realized the bottle was still in her hand, clanking against the floor as she crawled. She heard the foot steps of someone comming and threw the bottle towards the entrance of the bleachers, praying somehow it would slow the person down. Her excess drinking was murder on her already dull senses, the bottle landed inches infront of her and her continued scramble forced the thin girl through the broken glass. Her palms stung, her bare legs being scraped away at by the left over shards. She felt a hand on her shoulder as she sat there trying to process a way to hide.
Please dont be Grey. Anyone but him. God just go away.
"Jus gow away!" She slurredly shrieked at the person using all her force to shove the person back, her thin frame following her push causing her to fall back into the pile of broken glass. She just wanted to be left their to hide.
"Hey, if it stinks Im not touching it! XD"
~Mameha/Itami on the corpses that get left in Chat.
Re: Breaking Down so badly (open)
Knives couldn't understand why this girl would be running away from him, when she seemed to be having some sort of problem. After all, he was only here to help. When he'd finally caught up to her, he was rather surprised to find her reaction. Though she was on the ground, and bleeding enough that there was a red trail of the fluid leading from where she'd been sitting, and obviously drunk, she seemed to still be trying to escape from him. He blinked. But he was not going to give up, when he could tell that she needed help - he was going to be that help, if at all possible.
One of his hands lowered to the ground to support him, as he lowered his body to the ground. This way, he could sit beside her, his legs tucked against his chest due to the lack of space under the bleachers. He turned his head to her, a serious and worried look on his face (which was weird for him, he was usually so happy and goofy). With one hand still on her shoulder, both for encouragement and in case she tried to run again, he finally got the chance to talk to her.
"Look, I can tell something's wrong....I wanna help, really. I promise, I won't do anything you don't want me to...." He sighed. It was true. As he looked at this girl, he could tell that she was in the midst of some sort of problem, which she obviously couldn't handle on her own - hence the alcohol. He sighed, and looked into her eyes, his own blue ones holding a look that told her he cared about her problems, even though he didn't even know her. He was doing his best to come across as helpful, rather than someone to be afraid of....
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"It's rainin sideways!" --Ollie the Weatherman, Family Guy
"It's not nuclear, it's nucular, dummy. The 'S' is silent!" --Peter Griffin, Family Guy
Re: Breaking Down so badly (open)
"No. Nawthings wrong. I jus want ta be left alone! Please if you want to be helpful please jus leave."
She mummbled the words, their syllables forcing her lips to stumble over the words. She made herself sit up when she noticed he had taken a seat next to her, pushing herself from the pile she had ended up in trying to push him away. He obviously wasnt going to just up and leave her so she would have to get rid of him and fast. Make him think she was fine, she didnt want to be seen like this. She didnt even know this boy and the next time he saw her he was going to think she was a nut case, or worse. He might see that her perfect life isnt as pristine as she made it all seem.
The world was spinning right infront of her and she just couldnt make the damned thing stop. She wasnt sure if it was the liquor that was comming back to haunt or the very idea that everyone would know what she was doing at night. The tears swelled up into her almond shaped eyes fast than she could force them back down like she had done so many things in her life. She wanted to be what everyone wanted her to be and an drunk most likely wasnt on their list.
She shoved his hand off of her shoulder then hunkered down further under the bleachers, colleceting her legs closer to her chest. Her tiny frame shook with vigor as she started to cry. She heard someone once say that tears and crying always freaked out the guys and if he left she would be alone. Atleast then she could drink herself into a coma or something.
"Hey, if it stinks Im not touching it! XD"
~Mameha/Itami on the corpses that get left in Chat.
Re: Breaking Down so badly (open)
Knives blinked, and sighed. He nodded slightly, and moved to stand up. She wanted him to leave, and she wouldn't let him help; if that was the case, he wouldn't be a bother anymore. He wasn't the type to force himself on people, and she seemed to be using all of her might to get him to leave. He pushed himself onto his feet, and turned to walk away from her; but before his feet moved, he turned to look back at her one last time, his worried eyes falling on that poor, sad figure beneath him. Something inside him told him she needed someone, she needed help, and he shouldn't leave. But he didn't know what else to do, this girl wasn't going to let him do anything.
Another, deeper sigh escaped him, and he decided to take a seat nearby. She wouldn't let him near, but if he was close enough, maybe eventually she would open up, at least a little. He didn't need to know why she was doing this, he just wanted her to stop before something awful happened to her. So, he turned his head back to look ahead of him, but kept his eyes on the ground, watching his feet move, step by step, crunching the broken glass beneath him. But he only made it a few steps.
It was at this moment, that he heard something coming from the girl. His dog ears twitched as they picked up the sound: it was sobbing. She had begun to cry. This made him feel terrible inside, to know this poor girl was in such pain. A sick feeling washed over him, as if his insides had dropped a few inches. He stopped dead in his tracks, but did not turn around to look at her. He simply spoke, with a kind and gentle voice.
"I...I know something's wrong. I know you don't want my help. But....I don't want you to cry. I promise, I won't judge you....just......" His words trailed off. He didn't know what he was asking for her to do, he just wanted her to feel better.
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"It's rainin sideways!" --Ollie the Weatherman, Family Guy
"It's not nuclear, it's nucular, dummy. The 'S' is silent!" --Peter Griffin, Family Guy
Re: Breaking Down so badly (open)
"Jus What? What do you want from me? Tell me what you want so I can provide it and sulk then finally pass out like I planed. Why'd you stop here? why'd ya have to stop here? I was so quiet...Tell me so I can just sulk here...."
His request of something from her was what had caught her attention. Meliah looked up at him, wide doe like eyes trying hopelessly to focused on the shadowy figure infront of her. infront of her. Everyone wanted something. It was human nature to desire something and it was her nature to try her damnedest to provide what was needed. Her small tanned fingers gripped her arms that were wrapped around herself as she muttered the words to him, tiny spurts of pain prickling her skin there, causing new blood to form little domes against her skin before sliding down her arm.
Aim to please didnt even begin to discribe how she took it all to heart. It was an obsession for her and forced her many nights to huddle under the bleachers or in the feilds somewhere and drink the constant need to please out of her. It was the easiest way to help her to fall asleep at night and in the past few weeks had become a nightly ritual, slowly increasing in the amount that it took to get her to fall alseep peacefully. Most of the time she never even made it back to her dorms, opting to sleep under the bleachers or where ever she landed for the night in her stumbling attempt to make it back.
"Just what?"
"Hey, if it stinks Im not touching it! XD"
~Mameha/Itami on the corpses that get left in Chat.
Re: Breaking Down so badly (open)
Grey had made his way back to the dorm, he passed by the gym. He saw a girl run by his eyes lite up, it was melliah. He saw a man foloow her fast, it looked so much like she was running from him. His back shot with the quick fire that was his change, he had to control his anger if he was going to help her.
His body was covered in a pair of black slacks, his grey hair and eyes were the same. He had an open dress shirt on, he smiled. He moved quickly to keep the man form hurting her.
" Melliah, are you alright. "
He calls out to them his voice much deeper, he stands almost a foot taller than his normal height. His eyes glitter with anger as he stares at the man , he tries to move him back with cold look.
Re: Breaking Down so badly (open)"Just what?" Knives sighed as she began to yell at him. He took it all calmly, though, the look on his face remaining completely straight. She was freaking out, but he knew that her emotions were high - he could tell by the way she looked right now, the condition she was in. But he still couldn't help feeling that she could be a little more...appreciative...of his help.
"Geez, sorry, I just wanna help you...since something's obviously wrong..." Another sigh escaped him. "But you really wanna be alone? You don't want help?" He shrugged and started walking away from her. His steps were slow, his feet carrying him away at a pace slow enough that, if she were to change her mind, he would still be able to turn around....
(Yeahhhhh....Knives didn't much chase her, she was already there when he arrived. He kinda chased her when he found her, maybe from one end of the bleachers to the other, but that was all of maybe a few feet, I think....O.o)
But before he could take but one or two steps, he noticed a new scent - another person. The person was coming near, obviously in their direction. He lifted his head, so that his eyes were no longer focused on the ground, and saw the silhouette of another come under the bleachers as well. As the person walked past him to get to the girl, his head turned so that he could follow the other guy's movement. He saw Grey move to help the girl, and nods. Someone was there to help; he no longer needed to bother. He began to walk away again. That is, until he heard the newcomer speak.
" Is this man trying to harm you in anyway? " Knives's head jerked up, so that he was looking straight forward. His head turned to look behind him, over his shoulder, and he saw the angered look on Grey's face. Instantly, he spun around so his whole body was facing the both of them, and lifted his hands up, elbows bent, so that they were about neck-level - like he was surrendering. It was to show his innocence. To add to it, his face carried a look of sheepishness, of the same innocence. "No, no, of course not! I wouldn't hurt her. She's done nothing to me to make me want to. I wanted to help, she seems like something's really, really bothering her....but she won't let me, she seems to want to stay like this..."
And he didn't like that, seeing this girl obviously in pain, and not being able to make her feel better.
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"It's rainin sideways!" --Ollie the Weatherman, Family Guy
"It's not nuclear, it's nucular, dummy. The 'S' is silent!" --Peter Griffin, Family Guy
She had opened her mouth to say something to the boy, pale pink lips parted slowly trying to form the words for him. That last beer had just begun to settle into her blood, gently stealing her thoughts from her brain, softly rocking her into the wished for coma she had been waiting for.
"No...."
She whispered, the still air allowing her solitary word to linger. She wanted him to leave her alone but the last thing she wanted was someone to run off and tell her dirty little secret to the world. She had to make him understand. Make him see that she wasnt this battered person everyday of her life. She would have to force him to acknowledge that she was the same old charming girl she had always been and although she now was stuffed into the cramped cavity of the bleachers, drunken and sobbing, this wasnt her....But if this wasnt her, why did the need to be intoxicated consume her every morning she woke up and every night she laid down.
The very thought of living her life thrust into the bottom of a liquor bottle caused her entire form to let out a strong quake. Taking in a shakey breath she tried to stop the rattling of her heart in her chest so she could explain herself but a familar voice called out her name. Terror flashed across her wide eyes and panic seized her. SHIT.....
She frantically looked about the area she sat in, trying to find anything that would incriminate her. She looked down into the pile of broken beer bottles and swore at herself for being so stupid. He didnt need to see her like this, he couldnt see her like this. She would simply just die if he knew.
"Im okay. Uhhh...I...I...I thought I heard something back here. I'll be......right out."
She called out to them as clearly as she could from her place under the bleachers, hurridly trying to scatter the broken shards or glass further under the bleachers. Sharp prickling shots of pain rushed through her fingertips. The scraping sounds the glass made against the hard wooden gym floors her stop. This just wasnt going to work, she'd have to clean up the mess in the morning.
"What are you doing up this late?" She said nervously laughing, she had to sober up now. Like RIGHT now. Her slender figure sat a moment, legs folded under her weight as she knocked her ebony bangs from her eyes and fiddled with the silk ribbions that had become her trademark. With another swift breath she quickly began crawling from under the bleachers, knees scraping against the leftover fragments she hadnt been able to get rid of.
"Hey! Grey how are you?"
The words same out sweetly slurred while she crawled from under the bleachers wobbling mildly and smiling brightly as she could. She stood up, waving at him innocently then dusted her self off, accidently smearing a bit of blood across her bare legs. Noticing the blood on her legs she placed her hands behind her back and giggled nervously again.
"Hey, if it stinks Im not touching it! XD"
~Mameha/Itami on the corpses that get left in Chat.
Re: Breaking Down so badly (open)
(ooc: Hope you don't mind. *points above* Says open)
Why would a new student be wandering the grounds of the high school after school was clearly on hiatus till morning? There was noone around to ask that question, much to Dango's knowledge.
The slim girl was dressed in all black leather, from her skirt and closed vest all the way to the fingerless gloves gracing her delicate fingers. The night air was a cool and welcoming feeling, each breath she took in overwhelmed her senses as the night beckoned her to become one with it.
She wasn't headed anywhere in particular, but the lone lights coming from the gym and the voices coming from its confinements sparked the girl's interest.
She looked around, making sure noone else was coming or planning their sneak attack on her. She was quick in coming up with excuses, believable ones really - that was what her parents taught her.
"People looking for answers will take anything if said with good conscience."
Her face slowly turned grim, the expression meant she was up to something in her little mind of hers. The agency wanted to observe, did they? She just hoped it was worth observing.
She approached the gym, but not the doors. From the solo window located above eye level she could hear everything. How convenient that the window was opened just a crack for her to hear everything quite clearly -
Leaning against the cold cement wall, her head raised slightly to get within a better earshot.
"Im okay. Uhhh...I...I...I thought I heard something back here. I'll be......right out. What are you doing up this late?"
Dango visably grimaced, rolling her eyes as the uncertainity laced in the girl's voice became very apparent.
"Just great, all the gyms in the world and I stumble onto the teen drama version of 'days of our lives'."
No, she wasn't about to jump right in and save the day. She was different from them. She was there for a reason, and it wasn't to barge in and consol anybody. If something exciting wasn't going to happen soon it would be clear that Dango was simply wasting her time.
Re: Breaking Down so badly (open)
Grey frowned at the man he seemed truthfull in his response. He moved quickly to Melliah as she moved from under the bleachers. She was covered in bits of glass and dirt, he moved to kneel in front of her. He looked at her troubled face, the down turn of her eyes hid her emotions. He slowly moved his hand towards her face, he brushed off a stray hair.
" Melliah, are you alright?"
His voice was soft and as gentle as a whispher. He wanted to comfort her, to make her pain go away. He moved to try and lift her chin.
" Let me help you with this pain, tell me what troubles you ma petite."
He looks at the others for help, he didn't want them to think less of the beautiful girl. She was feeling pain and some how they would rid her of it.
His hair moved softly as he tried to shelter her form the view of the others. He moved the gutar tot he ground, one hand always on it.
The name pressed its way past her full lips, clouded in deep breath of air. With his fingers on her chin Meliah turned her hazel gaze from the glistening oak floors to his sturdy face, wide doe like eyes looking up at Grey, the stray whisps of her inky hair brushed to the side by his hand. She took in a shallow breath willing her mind to clear away the fuzzy grayness the beers had caused her. She would have to start drinking in her room from now on. This being discovered bull wasnt worth the trouble it would cause her to cover up the mess she had caused. She bit her bottom, tugging at the soft flesh there while she thought about what to do with all of this unwated attention she was reciving.
"Theres nothing wrong. What would make you think that there was something wrong with me?"
The words tummbled from her mouth as she let a that innocent smile grace her lips again. Those sweet dimples pressed into her creamy almond complexion. The air around her still held the lingering smell of spilled beers, the heavy layers of sadness that forced her to shrink under the bleachers clung to the frail girls bones, frocing her to continue to quake lightly. A small hand raised and brushed his chin to reassure him that she was okay. She had to get them out of here without too much disscussion about why she was stowed away under the bleachers of the gym at this hour.
"See? Now lets get out of here. Its kind of dark in here." She said placing a hand on his chest and walking abit ahead, forcing her normally graceful manner to return to her short legs. She looked up to see the girl pressed to the door and jumped, slightly startled by her apperance.
"Oh hello.."
"Hey, if it stinks Im not touching it! XD"
~Mameha/Itami on the corpses that get left in Chat.
Re: Breaking Down so badly (open)
Dango wasn't expecting the door's to open, or for anyone to come out quite yet. Once she made eye contact with the girl, Dango merely straighted up and cleared her throat.
"I didn't want to bother you, but I need to get into the gym for training. You don't mind do you? Since your leaving anyway"
Dango walked past the pair and headed for the rings, not bothering to make any further eye contact with them.
Re: Breaking Down so badly (open)
Knives blinked as he watched the scene unfold. This girl, sitting here, trying to pretend that everything was alright - when it clearly was not. The stench of beer, the way she was acting, even the fact that she was at this place at this time; nothing seemed right about this picture. And Knives couldn't understand why she wouldn't accept the help of others, when both he and Grey were so clearly wanting to make her feel better. "But if this is what she wants....maybe this other guy can help her, he seems close to her..."
The two of them started walking towards the broken door of the gym, while Knives had remained stationary, thinking about the situation. He sighed as he watched them, his eyes following them to the door, and then he decided to go too; he wouldn't follow them, but rather, he would just leave. He'd let this Melliah deal with her problems, and hopefully accept the help of the other guy, Grey. A long, heavy sigh escaped the dog boy's mouth, and he slipped his hands into his khaki shorts, wandering out from underneath the bleachers and in the general direction of the door. His eyes had now been on the floor, at his feet, when something else caught his attention. The sound of someone clearing their throat caught his sensitive ears, and he blinked. That voice was familiar. He lifted his eyes to the door, to see Dango, who had obviously been hiding there.
With another blink, he picked up his pace, and changed his direction. Dango was already walking through the room, and Knives was now following her. When she stopped, she found him next to her, looking at her, his head tilted to the side curiously. He scratched his head a little, before whispering, "What were ya doin' by the door?" He didn't think about what she could have been doing - spying. Rather, he thought she was there to help, and maybe didn't know what to do? Or maybe...did she know this other girl, and might know what was wrong? He just stood there, next to Dango, awaiting the answer patiently.
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"It's rainin sideways!" --Ollie the Weatherman, Family Guy
"It's not nuclear, it's nucular, dummy. The 'S' is silent!" --Peter Griffin, Family Guy
Re: Breaking Down so badly (open)"What were ya doin' by the door?"
Dango jumped - literally. How did she miss the dog boy coming up from behind her? Moreover, Knives seemed to have a way of 'catching' Dango at the most awkward times.
"Waiting to get into the gym, obviously. I would of just walked right in but after hearing little miss teen dream over there, I just decided to wait"
She half expected Knives to go on and on about how the 'teen' was going through rough times, how Dango should of been the 'type' to care or to help, so before Knives even had the chance - Dango already rose her hand to him to signify 'not a word'.
"I watch enough angst soap opera's, so don't even bother giving me the lecture. I make it a point not to care about things that are none of my business"
Re: Breaking Down so badly (open)"Waiting to get into the gym, obviously. I would of just walked right in but after hearing little miss teen dream over there, I just decided to wait" Knives nodded. It made sense to him; after all, not everyone was as helping as he was. After he had heard Dango's explanation, the dog boy hadn't thought she was actually not caring; he simply thought that she was avoiding confrontation. After all, she did seem like the sort of person who would do such a thing. And, for that reason, he had felt that there was no need to lecture her. He opened his mouth to begin speaking again, this time about something else.....
"I watch enough angst soap opera's, so don't even bother giving me the lecture. I make it a point not to care about things that are none of my business"
....but she cut him off. Knives blinked as he heard this, and tilted his head to the side. He had thought Dango was a nicer person, but apparently she didn't want to appear in such a way. Knives scratched the back of his head, and looked at her, trying to think of what to say next. He didn't want to sound mean, or angry at her; he liked this girl, and did not want her to get mad at him. He let out a sigh, and shrugged, before speaking.
"You don't care about other people?" He paused a moment, looking at her. He reached out with both of his arms, and placed them on Dango's shoulders, giving her a big smirk. "I doubt that. You just want to seem tough, huh?"
(ahhh, short post >.> I'm about burnt out, I've made like 4 in the past hour....sorry if dango and I seem to be taking over the thread!)
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Re: Breaking Down so badly (open)
Grey let his hair fall foeward as he stepped closer to Melliah. He was trying to hide the pain, he felt torn. He wanted to wrap her in his arms and carry her away but he felt she needed some space. As the other girl began to give additude, he stopped and looked at her.
" We all care in our own way. We will leave you to your own devices."
He moved closer to Melliah, he held out his hand. He wanted to offer his strength. He felt the uneasy of the others, he felt his power as it ran his body.
" Lets walk for awhile, I have missed you ma petite."
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The unsolicited words that tummbled out from the other girl fell onto Meliah's ears as Grey and she left the gym side by side. All she could do at the moment was continue to force herself to sober up as fast as possible but inside her mind was turning with horrid things that she could have said to the girl but she was weak. Not physically. No, her legs wobbled a bit and her current state didnt allow her too much balance but she was a weak person. It was in her nature to please. It was in her nature be too passive for her own good.
"You two have a good night."
Was all she mummbled, noting that she had to come back to the gym as soon as possible to clean up the mess she had caused. It was evidance in her mind and with it in the wrong hands her whole life would crumble under her feet.
Her normally bright hazel eyes, were half closed when she say Grey's hand extended to hers, that last beer starting to take over her body, forcing it to shut down for the night. With her hands stuffed deep into her jackets front pockets she, looked up at Grey's face. She didnt want him to think that his company wasnt wanted but between the beer and the sleepyness that had started to consume her she couldnt think of a way to fix it all.
"I missed you too Grey...."
She pulled a frail hand out of her track jacket, draging the still damp blood across the inside of the pocket to rid her fingertips of most of it then placed it in his without another word.
"Hey, if it stinks Im not touching it! XD"
~Mameha/Itami on the corpses that get left in Chat.
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