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Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Sept 15, 2004 3:47:32 GMT -5
"Not really mine too tell," Des said. "But I can tell you one t'ing. When I found 'im, 'e was a broken man. One 'e 'ad cared about, one 'e 'ad near given 'is soul too 'ad died, killed by someone close to both of them. It took me six months to get 'im moving, but 'e was not truly sane til Master Wong. Even now I doubt 'e 'as truly gotten past it."
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Post by Charlotte on Sept 17, 2004 17:16:16 GMT -5
I didn't really know what to say. Hurt...pain caused by love. It was the same old story just told in different ways, adapted to suit the storyteller's sick moods.
"So what does he want from me?" I asked. "A way to get over it? Does he think that he can use me as a learning tool? A step to recovery so then he'll be ready for love? 'Cause it can't be real. He can't really love me."
"Why not?" Was the simple question and I gave the same reply I had given to Doc.
"Because no one can. I thought they could and it got me burned...badly. I gave everything I had, everything I could and it flew back in my face. Things...things no one should ever see were done to me because of it...by someone I thought loved me. But he's not the only one. There have been cheats, there've been people who prclaim anything to get what they want, there've been people who are in love but with the world opened up to them. None of them could ever really love me. No one ever will yet he still said it. He knows the pain of what the emotions we think are love cause. He wont put himself through that for me. He'd have to be crazy."
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Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Sept 17, 2004 22:07:00 GMT -5
Des chuckled at that.
"Crazy?" She asked. "Francois once tackled teo Fyarl, on his own, because I was injured. Dis was before h'is training, before 'is Sabre, all 'e had were basic human strength, some tricks I had taugh 'im and 'is environment. Oui, 'e's crazy. But den, you 'ave to be crazy to fall in love in de first place, no?"
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Post by Charlotte on Sept 21, 2004 12:00:07 GMT -5
"Yeah and crazy's not of the good. I can't go there again and I don't want him to either. it puts you off your guard, you melt like mush and when something comes along you're too blinded to spot it. You're walking into pain, just opening yourself up to it when we all know there's more than enough out there to go around."
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Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Sept 21, 2004 22:30:13 GMT -5
"And de other t'ings?" Des asked. "De warmth of another, feeling deir strength pulling you through de toughest of times? Knowing dat, no matter what, you'll always have someone to take care of you, soneone who relies on you just as much?"
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Post by Charlotte on Oct 3, 2004 7:52:19 GMT -5
"Until something goes wrong. Until one of you leaves or changes and then you crumble into a heap because you can't stand on your own anymore. That's what love does to you. It makes you weak and vulnerable and I can't let that happen."
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Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Oct 3, 2004 7:55:43 GMT -5
"Mebbe once," Des said, looking at the sky. "But 'e different now. 'e knows de pain, 'e wouldn't put anudder person t'rough dat. 'Specially not you."
"What's that mean?" Charlotte asked.
"I know Francois," Des said. "Know 'im well, better dan 'e knows. 'E looks at you, 'e's fightin' with 'is own feelin's. 'Urtin' you'd be like rippin' 'is own 'eart out."
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'I could so save the world if somebody handed me superpowers.'