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Post by Avice Locke on Dec 1, 2019 0:47:58 GMT -8
"Well I'd say it maybe the path ya are on now that be the reasons he chose ya. What he showed you isn't pleasent." She shrugged. "I don't know what that choice be but if what they showed, ya didn't like then it might not be too late. Time lines, past lives, universes startin' and endin'. It's a lot of life cruelly erased."
She looked back to his room. "That flower... Is it a reminder?"
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Post by Drake on Dec 1, 2019 1:14:25 GMT -8
"Melody."
He would say softly.
"She was the one that found me, and for all intents and purposes, saved me when I wound up in the other world. She listened to me about this world, my world, and at first she didn't believe me... but soon she not only believed me, but was determined to help me."
He sat the soup down and curled up a little by tucking his knees to his chest and wrapping them with his arm.
"She died because of me. The last thing she said to me was she wished she could've seen my world. So, I brought her with me."
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Post by Avice Locke on Dec 1, 2019 1:23:06 GMT -8
"Ya best show her the parts she'll love the most." Maybe not blood, anger, and hate she means. Avice was assuming she wasn't that kind of girl.
"Ya feel like movin'?" She was clipping the baby back to her shoulders and would extend a hand to help him up.
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Post by Drake on Dec 1, 2019 1:32:07 GMT -8
Drake accepted her assistance in standing.
"I left that world by jumping off of the ruins of a skyscraper. I aim to find it, or one like it, in our world, and when she is ready to Bloom I will take her there so that her seeds can spread across our world, hopefully she will see better parts of our world than even we have seen."
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Post by Avice Locke on Dec 1, 2019 1:42:24 GMT -8
She stood silent the expression in her eyes was so moved by his words.
"Ya quite the romantic I'll give ya that..." Yup damn that was beautiful.
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Post by Drake on Dec 1, 2019 20:01:12 GMT -8
"IT HAS NOTHING TO DO WOTH ROMANCE!"
He roared! Almost falling over at the sudden snap! His face might've been flush. But that was just his uh... anger. Yeah, anger face!
"Just... seems right is all."
He pouted.
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Post by Avice Locke on Dec 1, 2019 20:15:23 GMT -8
She'd catch him as he swayed. "I said it was romantic, an educated bloke like yarself should know better that the term goes beyond lovey-dovey cockamamie. Ya owe her and doin' that seed stuff is beautiful ya bloke."
The grin never left her face though.
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Post by Drake on Dec 1, 2019 20:36:49 GMT -8
"Whatever..."
Drake mumbled.
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Post by Avice Locke on Dec 2, 2019 0:24:43 GMT -8
She would wrap his arm over her shoulder. "Mind the babe's 'ead, but ya can lean on me if ya get tired."
She would say while taking him to the nearest clinic.
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Post by Drake on Dec 2, 2019 1:06:22 GMT -8
"Why are you helping me?"
He would ask as he adjusted to lean on her a little more as th pain started to get at him again.
"Did my father put you up to this?"
He would ask slightly accusatory. It took him a moment but he remembered that in this world it is rare for any kind of assistance to come without a price.
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Post by Avice Locke on Dec 2, 2019 4:23:28 GMT -8
"When ya be alone on the road ya meet kindred spirits... They 'elp ya because they be where ya be, what do ya got to lose? Maybe Yar shoes but what's a stolen pair of souls when ya 'ave a full belly or a stitched wound thanks to them?" She signed. " I 'ate Yar Father doin' to ya the way 'im do... ya are alone. Ya can keep Yar shoes though, ya got nothin' I want. Suppose I just simply want to 'elp... Maybe it be that daffy maternal instinct. Not that I see ya as me egg or nothin' but I care more about things now. Makin' me soft and shite. But no Yar Father be leavin' me to do as I please, not as 'im says."
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Post by Drake on Dec 2, 2019 8:07:50 GMT -8
"...ok..."
She didn't seem like she was lying, but it's still difficult for him to accept. The baby's cooing would pull him out of his thoughts though as he turned to look at the small babe.
"How old is this little bean anyways?"
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Post by Avice Locke on Dec 2, 2019 14:24:04 GMT -8
"not a year yet, some be countin' by the months at this stage. I'm rollin' about and movin' 'im's body a lot more playful and energetic like, seein' everythin'." She made the metal math in her head from the date he was born. " Aye, 'im's about 5 months."
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Post by Drake on Dec 2, 2019 14:52:06 GMT -8
Donovan nodded.
"Well he seems happy... just, do your best to make sure he stays that way. I don't have to tell you how shitty childhood can be."
Though for some reason he couldn't remember why he knew that about her...
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Post by Avice Locke on Dec 2, 2019 16:15:08 GMT -8
"Aye, and when I first realized I was carryin' 'im I thought about givin' 'im up. I scouted 'omes, people, and places that could care for a child where I could not. I found even the most perfect 'omes were not always peaceful. Every child 'ad somethin' to complain about and make them un'appy some more justified than others." She shrugged. "I couldn't find a better place for 'im to be. Even with me on the street and eating out of cans warmed by a camp fire. Oh I just realized I was bein' a coward and decided to suck it up and do what I could, especially if'ims just gonna find somethin' to complain about anyway at least I'll be around for 'im. It's more than what me own parents ever gave me. I'll do my best, I just 'ope it's enough."
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