One Night
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Thread Topic: One Night
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He closed his eyes for a moment to think. "I don't understand." Horatio opened them again and looked at Rowen. "Why did you go there?"
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"...I was mad at you. For leaving.." She sniffled, staring at him. "I was mad that I wouldn't get to see you again."
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He furrowe his brows and stared at her. Because of him?.. "B-but you went to the council?... Were you asking for a death wish?"
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"No. I thought that I could fix everything if I joined." She curled up, the tears coming back. "I was wroooooooooong.. I'm an idiot child!"
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He shook his head. He would of said something rude, but she's been through enough already. Horatio pulled her in for a hug. "Stop crying."
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Rowan tried to stop crying. It took her a while to finish calming down. She sniffled quite a few times, rubbing her eyes. She was warm in the angel's arms. The exhausted girl fell asleep.
Twisted had finally finished writing down all that he could. He turned, going over to Horatio. He thrust the paper into the other boy's face. -
He flinched turning his head. He grabbed the paper and read it.
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The paper read: 'There are three ways the curse can play out. One, I'll loose my sight and hearing just like I lost my voice, and die in some horrible way. Two, I'll loose my senses but live on. Three, it'll stop at just my voice and I'll be forever mute. Well.. There is a forth way, but f--- it. I don't want to let you try it.' Twisted looked at him boredly.
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"Hm. Three sounds....very tempting..."
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Twisted smacked Horatio's head, body quivering. He quickly scrawled onto another piece of paper, putting it in his hands. That one read: 'If you think about it, you'll have to read books to Rowan and help her with everything that requires teaching. Dumb angel boy.'
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He rubbed his head. "Ugh! Fine fine. What's the fourth option?"
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Twisted didn't write any more after that. He didn't want Horatio to know. After a minute of thought, he wrote, '..Something dumb.'
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He glared at Twisted. "How dumb?"
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He grunted, a blush covering his face. 'Well, it involves.. Love.' He started to nom on the back of the pen.
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"Be more specific....."
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