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Post by Mother Kumo on Aug 16, 2009 22:58:28 GMT -5
Taylor sat underneath a tree, throwing rocks at the brick building. He had come here to relax, and think about the girl he had loved, but killed at heart. "If I could go back and relive that one day, I would." he muttered to himself.
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Post by Spotts on Aug 16, 2009 23:01:30 GMT -5
Peter has asked Izzy if she wanted to go talk with him, to get to know each other better. He thought the empty lot would work perfectly, since it was private enough that they could be alone. When they arrived, he saw a guy sitting under a tree. He had his hand in Izzy's and he squeezed it gently.
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Post by Mother Kumo on Aug 16, 2009 23:04:08 GMT -5
Izzy walked along with Peter, her hand in his. She looked at the one underneath the tree, throwing stones at a wall. He looked... familiar, like she knew him.
Taylor threw more stones at the building before seeing the two. He froze and dropped the rock from his hand. The one he saw was Izzy.
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Post by Spotts on Aug 16, 2009 23:05:24 GMT -5
"You choose a spot," he offered. "Where ever you want to sit. Or stand, if you want."
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Post by Mother Kumo on Aug 16, 2009 23:07:17 GMT -5
"THis way." she whispered, leading him away from the man. "I swear I've seen him before."
Taylor watched them, making sure. He faintly heard her voice as she spoke and he felt his heart melt. This was her, he was sure of it.
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Post by Spotts on Aug 16, 2009 23:08:16 GMT -5
Peter nodded, turning his attention to Izzy. "You've seen him before? Can you remember where?"
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Post by Mother Kumo on Aug 16, 2009 23:10:25 GMT -5
"No, but I know him. I just... I know I do." she looked at him.
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Post by Spotts on Aug 16, 2009 23:11:24 GMT -5
Peter sighed and kissed her cheek. "You'll remember, don't worry."
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Post by Mother Kumo on Aug 16, 2009 23:22:38 GMT -5
Taylor's eyes flashed in fury. That... man was kissing his Izzy. He got up and walked over to them, casually as ever. "Hello. Izzy?" he said, not hoping for a response from her.
Izzy looked up as the guy walked over to them. She squinted up at his face. As he spoke, it hit her. "Taylor." she whispered, smiling
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Post by Spotts on Aug 17, 2009 16:48:18 GMT -5
"Taylor?" he asked, surprised. "Who is he?" Peter's expression was interested and confused. "Is he an old friend?" He tensed.
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Post by Mother Kumo on Aug 17, 2009 18:13:08 GMT -5
"Yeah, I grew up with him. In the orphanage. I haven't seen him since I left."
"Who's this, though?"
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Post by Spotts on Aug 17, 2009 20:23:57 GMT -5
"I'm Peter," he replied. "Nice to meet an old friend of Izzy's."
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Post by Silverleaf on Aug 18, 2009 10:10:36 GMT -5
((oh this is gonna be interesting...))
Shizuko was sitting under two leaning stone slabs. "oh no..." she whispered as she felt anger and tension. "i better go..." she said beginning to crawl backward
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Post by Spotts on Aug 18, 2009 18:22:36 GMT -5
Peter heard something move underneath one of the stone shelters. He saw Shizuko coming out from under it. What's she doing here? he thought, but turned back to Taylor. "You and Izzy were close at the orphanage?" he asked.
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Post by Mother Kumo on Aug 18, 2009 19:05:45 GMT -5
"We were the closest. Inserperable." Taylor siad, letting his eyes wander to their intertwined hands.He clenched his fists as anger welled up inside of him.
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