The Descendants of The Ancient Ones.
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Thread Topic: The Descendants of The Ancient Ones.
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(Are they in the same house, or will this be totally different? @-@ )
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(The same one your character resides in.)
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(Many thanks)
She looked up from the cutting board as the door opened. At her position, she couldn't see it, but she could tell there was more than one set of feet entering the house. She wiped off her hands and made sure her hair was in order before walking to the entryway. She stood there for a second, staring at the boy standing there before quietly saying "...hi..." -
(Sorry, I'll try not to be confusing from now on. xD)
Looks ordinary enough.. Damian took off his shoes and set them next to the door, before noticing that he was being watched. He thought that was most likely the adopted daughter the woman mentioned. "Hello." He replied, rather shyly. He took a gumball out of his pocket and put it in his mouth, chewing on it slowly. Before he said something else, he noticed the woman had left already, and sighed quietly. "Well, uh, show me around, please?" -
(It's alright :3 )
She nodded and turned. "Mm. Obviously, this is the entryway. Your coat and jackets go in this closet here, just move them to the back of you don't wear them much. Same with shoes." She had a slight accent, and it was beginning to unnerve her. -
"Thanks." Damian began to get a little hope, hope that maybe it wouldn't be so bad here. That he wouldn't have to go through certain things again. As he looked around the house, he, for some reason, had a sudden foreboding feeling in his gut. Then, the memories came back. This time, the sudden return of them got him on the verge of snapping. The doubt took him over, and he sat down on a chair in the living room.
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(STALKKKKKKKZZZ
Mk hey dude go to ur thread pls) -
Kris blinked a few times and sat down in a chair, dinner easily forgotten. "Are you alright?" Sitting down quickly became painful, so she slouched a bit to ease the pressure.
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(Alright.)
"I-I will be.." Damian breathed in and out deeply, thinking of other things. Eventually, he calmed down, and the bad feeling went away. "Sorry, this usually happens when I move into a new home.. I have.. uh, anxiety issues." He sighed as he finally cleared his mind. -
She noded sadly "I understand.." She glanced at the clock and sighed. "I've got to finish dinner." Pointing to the hallway, she said "the bathroom and bedrooms are through there. I'm not sure which room she wanted you in, so you'll have to ask at dinner."
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"Oh, okay." Damian stood up, wondering what was for dinner. He walked upstairs ind into the bathroom, where he looked at himself in the mirror. "Pathetic.." He muttered, looking at himself in disgust.
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Kris went back to cooking. Upon hearing him go to the bathroom, she worried for a bit as to if she put everything away and cleaned up all the blood. This quickly left her mind as the woman of the house stormed into the kitchen and backhanded her across the face.
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Upon hearing loud footsteps from downstairs, he opened the door and cautiously walked down the stairs. "Hello? What was that noise?" He asked as he walked into the kitchen.
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After three more slaps, Kris crumpled to the floor, curling into a ball. After being kicked a few times, she closed her eyes as the woman swore a few times and stormed back to her bedroom. She stayed on the floor for a bit, trying to regain her composure.
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"Oh my god..." Damian ran over to her, kneeling next to her. "What the f--- happened to you?!" He began to freak out again, and his breathing became erratic. "Who did this?!"
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