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Post by Sora Shimomura on Oct 27, 2011 15:21:53 GMT -5
Sora's teeth gritted, toward the end of the conversation was pretty bad. Not that the whole conversation was good to hear point period.
"I see..." he said, hands in his pockets. "Puts in perspective doesn't it? Makes the whole fact my face melts off painfully rather...deserving of me doesn't it?"
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Post by Shiki on Oct 27, 2011 15:48:37 GMT -5
At first she looked surprised, then she narrowed her eyes. "Why would I think that? So you did things you regret now. Am I supposed to judge you by your past?" That wasn't how she viewed people.
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Oct 27, 2011 16:08:49 GMT -5
I raise my hand and then say, "If it makes you feel any better... I can just forget this ever happened..." Although the whole face melting thing is a scary image. One my imagination is oh so willing to supply. "All of it, the conversation, what we're saying now, if you don't want us to know... Well, I can only speak for myself, I won't know."
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Post by Sora Shimomura on Oct 27, 2011 16:52:28 GMT -5
"Why not?" he shrugged, "you two obviously heard a bit and everybody judges everybody to some degree."
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Post by Shizuo Heiwajima on Oct 27, 2011 16:52:54 GMT -5
Shizuo had been stood silently behind a wall listening to the last edges of the conversation, he wasn't bothered by what he heard of this man's past. Everyone had done things they regretted. Upon hearing the blonde girl offering to forget what had happened, he turned round the corner. A cigarette between his lips and his hands plunged into his pockets.
"Someone's past is never something to be ashamed of..." he said solemnly as he removed the roll of tobacco from his mouth and exhaled a cloud of smoke before placing it back "The wrongs we've committed should stay with us forever, let us know just what we're capable of, drive us never to do it again..." He looked from Sora to Shiki to Namine before throwing the tab end of the cigarette on the floor and grinding it against the concrete with his heel.
"Don't you agree?"
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Post by Sora Shimomura on Oct 27, 2011 16:56:57 GMT -5
The second Shizuo stepped out of the alley way Sora drew the gun he had again, aiming the pistol at the strangers head.
"Ten second explanation on why you're here, clock's ticking, 9...8..."
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Post by Shizuo Heiwajima on Oct 27, 2011 16:59:42 GMT -5
Shizuo raised his hands, but he clearly wasn't doing it out of fear. More out of letting Sora know he wasn't armed.
"I just heard the tail end of this rather interesting conversation that you all were having, thought I'd just drop in and give my opinion, that's all." He seemed rather sure that this wasn't going to turn into a fight, either way he didn't plan on fighting one. "I'm pretty good with the past, I've had a few rough turns myself."
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Post by Sora Shimomura on Oct 27, 2011 17:02:59 GMT -5
He waited several moments after this guy was through talking before he spun his pistol back in his holster.
"How could you, any of you, help me?" he scoffed.
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Oct 27, 2011 17:05:53 GMT -5
Whoa! Sora's quick to draw. But then the guy says something that I extremely disagree with, but then again... I don't feel like saying that while someone has a gun so, yeah... I value my life a little more than my morals, but still come on!
"Alright, so you understand hardships... I'm sure we've all had our fair share," That's all I can say while feeling safe, per usual Mr. Brunette has me scared beyond my regular wits.
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Post by Shizuo Heiwajima on Oct 27, 2011 17:07:29 GMT -5
Shizuo shrugged, to be honest he wasn't completely sure how to help him at all. For a start he didn't even know this guys problems. But from the look on his face, the snappy attitude and the general air about him, he guessed that it was bad.
"A man's problems are his own, that much is certain. But a problem shared is a problem halved isn't it? No matter how big the obstacle, splitting it between two, or in this case four people, makes it a lot easier... At least, that's what I think" He looked around the group "I'm willing to share my problems with anyone who offers to help, and believe me it really does help!" he pulled out another cigarette and a lighter before starting to light the roll, turning against the wind.
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Oct 27, 2011 17:09:59 GMT -5
I think on this, okay so random guy that showed up isn't just here to set us off...He actually wants to help, "As opposed as I may seem... I do just wish to help as well..." That is all I can ever do after all, help.
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Post by Shiki on Oct 27, 2011 17:10:14 GMT -5
Shiki was relieved when Sora put his gun away. Fighting wasn't exactly what she wanted to do to this guy. She did agree with him in a way.
She looked at Sora, "Rewriting the past isn't an option. But helping each other to live the present, that's something isn't it?"
She listened to their thoughts and then nodded. "I'm willing to help any of you who want it."
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Post by Shizuo Heiwajima on Oct 27, 2011 17:21:48 GMT -5
Shizuo spread his arms and shrugged, it seems that the troubled mans companions (he was assuming as such on the fact they seemed to know each other) seemed just as determined to help as he was. And Shizuo had to admit, he wanted to help too, despite his destructive tendencies. He was always willing to help.
"It seems that I'm not the only one who's willing to help with your problems, but they're still yours, if you still don't want us to know then you don't have to tell us. No-one here is going to force it out of you, I don't think anyone here physically could"
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Post by Sora Shimomura on Oct 27, 2011 17:27:05 GMT -5
Sora looked at them, all three of them, and sighed. He turned his back on them for a moment, thinking, buying himself some time to think to himself. After awhile he turned back to them, a hard look on his face.
"Let me tell you a little story, about a slave. He served his master for many years without complaint, until one day his master sends him to go find a special fruit. A fruit that can mask someone's aura and hide them from anyone, and I mean anyone, for a few years. The slave goes to fetch the fruit, when he walks in he sees this beautiful woman tending to the plants...just this utter beauty, Goddesses would be jealous. The slave introduces himself to the woman and it's love at first sight. Follow me so far?"
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Post by Shizuo Heiwajima on Oct 27, 2011 17:31:05 GMT -5
Shizuo smiled slightly "Sounds like the start to an old fashioned fairy tale... But yeah I follow you so far, please, continue" he crossed his arms and leaned against the wall he had come from behind. Aiming to soak in as much of the story as he could, genuinely intrigued.
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