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Post by kirathelamia on Oct 31, 2010 16:07:26 GMT 10
Abby gasped, " I'm so sorry."
She looked down at her feet and thought.
"I understand thought, I lost mine when I was nine. And my grand parents at twelve. I learned that no matter how alone you feel there is always someone with you."
She looked up and smiled, her eyes sparkling.
"Besides you always have friends, those are close to family."
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Post by Max Night on Nov 1, 2010 7:01:56 GMT 10
Max nodded, "Yes, my best friends parents even had me call them mom and dad. I never really knew my parents that well and I was always over there."
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Post by kirathelamia on Nov 9, 2010 2:37:14 GMT 10
Abby nodded, " Sorry to hear."
She gazed outward into the distance before looking back to Max.
"So...um..."
The moment had gotten awkward, things were running out to say. Abby wasn't sure what else to talk about but she didn't want to seem rude.
" Do you like art?"
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Post by Max Night on Nov 9, 2010 11:36:57 GMT 10
Max's eyes lit up slightly, "Like music?" He was rather modest about the fact he wrote songs and played the guitar.
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Post by kirathelamia on Nov 11, 2010 10:30:07 GMT 10
Abby smiled.
"That or painting. Wait do you play an instrument?"
She was curious. She always had a soft spot for musicians.
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Post by Max Night on Nov 11, 2010 12:32:01 GMT 10
"Guitar." If Max had been human he would have blushed.
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Post by kirathelamia on Nov 16, 2010 1:42:37 GMT 10
Abby smiledd, "That's really cool. How long have you been playing for? What made you pick it up?"
She turned completely to face him in her excitement.
"I've always wanted to learn to play an instrument but I never really had the skill to do it." She let out a small laugh.
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Post by Colin Adams In on Nov 24, 2010 17:17:56 GMT 10
Cain walked in wearing his usual outfit,his black hair covering his eyes, and silently walked over and sat in a booth
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Post by Max Night on Nov 24, 2010 18:10:02 GMT 10
"My best friend was a really good singer growing up, we had this crazy idea of becoming rock stars." Max replied, he couldn't help but grin at the memory. He lifted his head slightly as he caught a whiff of another vampire. When Max saw the guy he knew he was old, he had lost the cockiness that came with most new borns.
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Post by Colin Adams In on Nov 25, 2010 5:42:10 GMT 10
Cain raised his head,smelling a technical progeny,and turned his face to a vampire with short black hair talking with a human.Cain then took a blank piece of paper and a pencil out of his backpack and quickly began sketching his view of the bar
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Post by kirathelamia on Nov 25, 2010 14:14:48 GMT 10
Abigail was listening to Max's eagerness about music. She was enjoying how excited he got about it. She loved passion. She also liked people who were into the artistic points of life. She giggled at him.
"I'm just the artistic painty type. I have NO skill with instruments." She laughed at the thought of her awkwardly playing a piano for the first time. She thought she saw someone out of the corner of her eye watching her and her new friend but she just ignored it for a passer-by... at least for now.
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Post by Colin Adams In on Nov 25, 2010 16:07:39 GMT 10
Cain finished his sketching,colored it in and held it up in front of his face before a person from his past appeared on the opposite seat of the booth,his brother abel's spirit, and began a conversation with cain,who was unaware that it looked like he's talking to nobody
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Post by kirathelamia on Dec 1, 2010 10:22:10 GMT 10
Abigail smiled at Max and told him a joke about how she once spilled paint all over herself when she was little. It got her laughing and she turned her head. In the split second of her laughing she caught her eye on the man who caught her attention earlier.
He's talking to himself? She thought.
She noticed a paper in his hand and realized he must have been writing or drawing or something. Either way it was a bit creepy and it meant he was watching them, or so she thought.
Casually and with subtlety she turned to Max and whispered, " That guy is really creeping me out" She pointed the man arguing with noone out, "I think he has been watching us and now he's talking to himself."
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Post by Max Night on Dec 1, 2010 12:57:40 GMT 10
Max gave a glance at the man, seeing him mouth words under his breathe. "Some people do that when they write, but then again he could be crazy." He smiled, knowing quite well that the Vampire could hear them.
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Post by Colin Adams In on Dec 1, 2010 13:09:55 GMT 10
"They're watching you." abel told his brother,who had put his sketch in his backpack."Why?" cain asked,"I dont know.Why dont you ask them?" abel joked before disappearing.Cain sighed,ordered a trueblood and took a second piece of paper from his backpack and began sketching another drawing of the bar
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