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Post by Zelos Wilder on Mar 8, 2010 19:35:38 GMT 8
...Fly...nn... Are you...there?...
[He's trying his best to sit]
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Post by Sheena Wilder on Mar 8, 2010 19:36:36 GMT 8
[turns to help him sit up]
Easy, Zelos.
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Post by Flynn Scifo on Mar 8, 2010 19:37:48 GMT 8
[Approach him]
I'm here, Zelos.
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Post by Zelos Wilder on Mar 8, 2010 19:40:16 GMT 8
..Thanks...,Sheena.
[To Flynn]
Sorry... To punch you back there... I...
[Pause]
...I... Will tell you more tomorrow, ok bud?
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Post by Flynn Scifo on Mar 8, 2010 19:42:18 GMT 8
[Smiles]
Of course, i'll wait.
[Bows]
...Then i'll excuse myself. Get a rest, Zelos.
[Leaves]
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Post by Sheena Wilder on Mar 8, 2010 19:43:33 GMT 8
[waves to Flynn]
[has been sitting behind Zelos, supporting him...not saying anything]
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Post by Zelos Wilder on Mar 8, 2010 19:44:07 GMT 8
...
[He still can't look at her eyes]
...Sorry.
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Post by Sheena Wilder on Mar 8, 2010 19:45:15 GMT 8
[wraps her arms around him from behind]
I know.
I'm sorry I used my seals on you.
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Post by Zelos Wilder on Mar 8, 2010 19:47:59 GMT 8
[Touch her hand softly with his]
...Why did... It comes again... Those memories...
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Post by Sheena Wilder on Mar 8, 2010 19:51:16 GMT 8
[hugs him closer]
I don't know.
[pause]
Again?
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Post by Zelos Wilder on Mar 8, 2010 19:53:24 GMT 8
...I...
[Pause]
...Sheena... What should i do to forget it?
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Post by Sheena Wilder on Mar 8, 2010 19:57:08 GMT 8
[all she can do is hug him tight]
Hon, there's nothing you can do to forget it. But, keeping your feelings hidden doesn't help.
[leans her head on his shoulder]
Talk to me, Zelos.
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Post by Zelos Wilder on Mar 8, 2010 20:00:38 GMT 8
...I hate it... Always hate it.
How come... I become a son but without even getting nor giving any love ? From and to my parents?
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Post by Sheena Wilder on Mar 8, 2010 20:07:37 GMT 8
Oh, Zelos...
[she can't think of anything to say...waits for him to say more]
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Post by Zelos Wilder on Mar 8, 2010 20:10:58 GMT 8
...Sheena...Can you... let me rest a bit now? I'll...talk to you later, ok?
[In his sadness, closed his eyes to sleep]
((Have to dine first, see ya in about 30 minutes))
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