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| A meeting; Maxwell Stryder and Arabella | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Jul 8 2008, 06:55 PM (1,730 Views) | |
| Deleted User | Jul 13 2008, 06:35 PM Post #31 |
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"Sorry...That was just something new to hear..." Arabella quickly apologised feeling embarrassed. |
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| Maxwell Stryder | Jul 14 2008, 08:49 AM Post #32 |
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Also, the fair and wise Julia.
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"No, no, no," He said, giving her a forgiving smile. "Don't be embarrassed, I just...have to get it out in the open during a first meeting...so as that the person I'm meeting doesn't think I'm...someone I'm not." His smile faltered slightly, but his eyes shone again. |
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| Deleted User | Jul 14 2008, 09:31 AM Post #33 |
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"I think it is something good to tell... Most of us were victims to unspeakable actions...by loved ones and people close. Yet they need to see, that the people causing...the crimes, are too victims. Of both themselves and others...and they are just...normal people..." |
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| Maxwell Stryder | Jul 14 2008, 09:37 AM Post #34 |
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"Yeah, I guess you could say that." He said, his smiled almost gone, he looked away from her, at the ground. "We're all victims in our own little ways..." He said quietly. |
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| Deleted User | Jul 14 2008, 09:40 AM Post #35 |
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"Yes...that is why we are here. The victims clutch hold, still firmly around us...never letting us go...always tortured by our own ways..." |
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| Maxwell Stryder | Jul 14 2008, 09:45 AM Post #36 |
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"Of course," He whispered, sighing silently. "Tortured by our past mistakes...our past lives...our past everything." He said, his voice growing harder, he began to glare at the ground. "Wishing we could just forget it all, or go back and change it...or even try to apologize to the people I murdered in cold, stale blood." His voice became a growl, his crossed hands becoming fists, he wanted to hit himself relentlessly, to kill himself...but he that could never happen, so the resentment came again. |
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| Deleted User | Jul 14 2008, 09:47 AM Post #37 |
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Arabella indistinctly reached her frail hand forward. Placing it on top of his now clenched fist. "Do not hate your self for what you have done. We have all made mistakes..." |
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| Maxwell Stryder | Jul 14 2008, 09:52 AM Post #38 |
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"Yeah," He said, letting out a huff of air, he looked down at her hand on top his, then he looked up at her face, his glare fell away into fear, his eyes showed it all. "I can never forgive myself..." He trailed off into silence, his eyes turning away from her again. |
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| Deleted User | Jul 14 2008, 09:57 AM Post #39 |
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Anika gazed into his broken eyes. "I know..." she whispered. |
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| Maxwell Stryder | Jul 14 2008, 09:59 AM Post #40 |
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"Do you?" He asked, on the edge of a sob, his voice as broken as his heart and soul. |
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| Deleted User | Jul 14 2008, 10:03 AM Post #41 |
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"I know how it feels...to be tortured by your self..." she said softly, moving her other hand to rest upon his shoulder comforting. |
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| Maxwell Stryder | Jul 14 2008, 10:06 AM Post #42 |
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He didn't look up as her hand touched his shoulder, he just let out a shakey breath, he knew tears were on the way. "What did you do that was so horrible?" He asked, laughing shortly for a moment, for some reason he thought his question was hilarious. |
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| Deleted User | Jul 14 2008, 10:21 AM Post #43 |
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"I don't know...but something that got be choked to death...I sold my self..." she said softly. |
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| Maxwell Stryder | Jul 14 2008, 10:23 AM Post #44 |
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He looked up at her, confusion and slight amusement in his eyes. "You sold yourself?" He asked, his voice back to normal, he almost laughed. "So you were a prostitute?" He laughed at the ubsurdity. |
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| Deleted User | Jul 14 2008, 10:28 AM Post #45 |
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"Thats not funny. I do not know...I guess so. I lived in a regal time in London, a family with means. Only the street people did that..." she said a bitter edge to her voice. |
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