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Post by Drake on Dec 2, 2019 16:33:23 GMT -8
"Well, as long as you aren't anything like my mother, then you should be fine. My mother would be like this, kind, helpful, caring... but it was all just an act, a way to manipulate and control those around her. So long that none of this is an act, then I should think you will be a fine mother."
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Post by Avice Locke on Dec 2, 2019 16:40:26 GMT -8
"No point in tellin' ya this isn't an act then, ya likely not believe that. But perhaps in time, that is if ya need a place to go... me door is open." she looked up at the taller boy with a thoughtful expression.
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Post by Drake on Dec 2, 2019 17:48:11 GMT -8
"That is... thank you..."
He would say falling silent for a moment.
"It-" he would start, only to stop suddenly to contemplate his next words.
"I don't believe you are being dishonest... but I also can't trust you. Not yet. And that isn't just to you either. That's anyone, everyone, it is how I was raised. What I'm programmed to believe."
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Post by Avice Locke on Dec 2, 2019 17:57:05 GMT -8
"It's wise... I am the same." Kindred spirits they were. "I met many people on my travels, it took a world to raise me through cold nights and bloody sunrises"
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Post by Drake on Dec 2, 2019 18:01:27 GMT -8
"My life was the opposite raised by an abusive, controlling mother and her cronies, made to believe my father was some sort of monster, which to be fair I guess turned out being pretty accurate. But I grew up in a den of sin and lies."
He would straight with a humorless chuckle.
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Post by Avice Locke on Dec 2, 2019 20:28:10 GMT -8
She didn't say anything for a while. But oh how she wanted to.
"This a shame, of course the way you approached me before I thought ya were a fuckin' brat... But whether that place humbled or ya were just guarded... It is a shame ya don't get the end of Yar suffering yet."
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Post by Drake on Dec 2, 2019 20:47:54 GMT -8
He chuckled at being called a brat.
"Its easier to be hated. Then I don't have to worry about what bullshit is bullshit and what isn't."
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Post by Avice Locke on Dec 3, 2019 0:20:16 GMT -8
"Yar right about that mate." It was like listening to herself in a man's voice... Or how she used to be more like.
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Post by Drake on Dec 3, 2019 12:08:07 GMT -8
Just would just walk in silence, unsure of what else to say. He already said more than he normally would have... well, that wasn't insulting or abrasive.
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Post by Avice Locke on Dec 3, 2019 14:22:33 GMT -8
She would lead him to the clinic and get him set up there when they saw him it wouldn't long before he was offered a stretcher.
"Do ya want me to remain with ya when they take you to the tanks?" She would ask.
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Post by Drake on Dec 3, 2019 14:38:26 GMT -8
Drake shook his head.
"No, I will be fine... but... while I'm here, would you mind making sure the flower in my house is taken cared of? I don't want anything happening to it."
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Post by Avice Locke on Dec 3, 2019 16:12:43 GMT -8
"Ya owe me a babysittin' one day in exchange, but aye, I'll look after 'er, mate." She would nod and let them cart him back.
She would head back to his place and find a comfortable chair to view the flower from while Derik was being rocked to sleep. If those tanks worked like people say they do he might be back in a few hours or a day or so. She didn't mind that.
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Post by Drake on Dec 3, 2019 16:21:41 GMT -8
When Avice showed up at Drakes place she would see movement inside!
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Post by Avice Locke on Dec 3, 2019 16:27:24 GMT -8
She sat Derik up against her chest with one hand free she stretched it forward. She listened and was alert. She opened the door and walked in slowly.
"Oi, yar trespassin'!" She called out them. Who ever they might be.
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Post by Drake on Dec 3, 2019 16:48:10 GMT -8
As she walked in she would see a familiar looking solid black figure.
"Ah, miss Locke. It pleases me that you are so diligent with keeping you word to young Master Drake."
Kuron would say as he was watering the Melody Bloom Flower.
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