Bulls eye.
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Thread Topic: Bulls eye.
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Oliver: You ready? -almost cuts his finger and huffs-
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Oliver: -grins- Portal ma'am?
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Oliver: My house. It's by the moutians so your ears might pop.
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Oliver: Good. -smiles and steps through, a two story house ontop at the bottom of a moutain- I love it out here, so much room to do whatever.
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Oliver: Thanks.. It's a long story. -eyes darken as he opens the front door for her- Ladies first.
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Oliver: -chuckles- I do enjoy all those things but I thought you want to sword fight? -leads her towards a large kitchen- But if you insist.. Here I'll cut you a deal. I'll make hot chocolate and a fire.. A give you my story if you promise not to tell anymore and to tell me yours. -looks at her-
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Oliver: Then let me tell a story about a castaway. -grabs two cups, two spoons, two cinnamon sticks, a bag of mini marshmallows and hot chocolate mix-
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Oliver: My father was a very wealthy business man. My mother, the caring house wife and my sister the perfect student. I, however, was a cocky immature guy who thought he had the world in his hands. -mixes hot water and hot coco mix-
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Oliver: One day, me and my father and this girl I really liked went for a cruise on my fathers yacht. A storm started and I thought everything blow over. Until we crashed. I saw the girl that was with me get swept out and sucked under. I almost did too until my dad pulled me onto a raft. -puts the sticks in and hands one to her-
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Oliver: -shrugs- Come on. -leads the way to the fire place and nods for her to sit on the brown leather couch and starts getting logs ready- Anyway, my dad told me a few things and told me to survive. He said he regretted the things he did and then.. Shot the other guy in the boat and.. Himself. I saw an island in the distance and went towards it.
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Oliver: When I got there.. I buried my father with rocks and then was shot with an arrow through my right shoulder. God it hurt, I went down an passed out. -starts fire and pulls his shirt down slightly pointing to a ragged scar just bellow his shoulder-
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Oliver: I woke up in a cave and it looked like someone had been living in for awhile. A man walked up to me, all in ragged green clothes. He was Chinese with long dirt black hair and a dirty face but intelligent brown eyes. He got the arrow out and dressed my wound. His name was Yajing. I wasn't sure why he was there or why he shot me. He explained that others on the island would have done a lot worse to me.
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Oliver: Well between then and the time I got off.. I lit a huge fire on shore and a boat rescued me.
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Oliver: Just little things. -smiles and sits next to- What about you?
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Oliver: I will I promise. -smiles an takes a long sip, flicking his blonde hair from his eyes-
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