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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Nov 17, 2011 14:13:53 GMT -5
It was a day before we were all supposed to meet; the previous day I'd spent with Sora, so now it was time to deal with Namine.
We need to talk, she'd said, and I couldn't agree more.
So I phoned her house and waited for a response...
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Nov 17, 2011 17:29:40 GMT -5
It was a wrestle for the phone, seriously. Angel was seriously getting on my last nerve today. These games and random cornering to yell at me, its just ugh! But none the less I answer the phone, it takes a moment of huffing and puffing to get out, "Hel-hello. LeBeau re...residence... Namine, speaking."
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Nov 17, 2011 17:31:30 GMT -5
"Hey, it's me," I said. "You said we needed to talk... wanted to know if you were free."
I noticed the huffing, her breathless tone of voice.
"You okay?" I asked.
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Nov 17, 2011 17:33:36 GMT -5
"Free... As in I have nothing planned?" I look over my shoulder at the sulking Angel before saying. "Yeah... I'm open... And please... Don't ask me why again... Just took me a while to find the phone."
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Nov 17, 2011 17:35:21 GMT -5
I shrugged.
"Whatever. My house or yours? I'm assuming this has to do with what happened during that freaky crossing."
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Nov 17, 2011 17:43:07 GMT -5
"Well... Hold on," I put the phone on mute and look to Angel. "Would you mind going out for a while?"
"So you and that... that..." I can hear the snarls coming and the insults that would insure so I just sigh and then say.
"I'm not asking you to leave... I'm telling you its either you or me... Which is it?" Our ours locks a moment before he just snorts and storms out. Sighing I un-mute the phone. "Either is fine... But I prefer if you come over here... I'm... a little afraid to leave the house right now."
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Nov 17, 2011 17:54:07 GMT -5
That did not sound good.
"I'm on my way," I said.
This time, I took the car.
It wasn't a great car, but it runs. It had taken me forever to save up for, and Tifa helped. I couldn't really afford much in the way of gas, so I still walked most places, but when I had to get somewhere urgently, I took it.
Within ten minutes, I was knocking on Nami's door.
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Nov 17, 2011 17:56:19 GMT -5
After Ang had left I had gone through locking all the windows and the back door, I was just finishing up locking the front when there was a knock, "Who is it?" Neku, I hoped.
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Nov 17, 2011 17:58:29 GMT -5
"It's me," I called. "There something wrong, Nami?"
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Nov 17, 2011 18:44:08 GMT -5
I let out a sigh of relief and unlock the door before opening it and saying, "No... Just spooked is all... Angel isn't around... Come on in." I take a step back and hold open the door more. "Oh... And we can take this to my room if you want... Seems to be the only place my mess hasn't reached yet." And by my mess I meant Angel's and his sudden outburst of splattering red paint everywhere while chasing me around the house with it.. And before that the practical destruction of couches. And before that... well the list goes on. He's acting like a puppy who is pissed for getting yelled at for peeing on the carpet.
But then again I told him he could go to hell for all I cared last night... That might be why he's sooooo pissy.
"Follow me," I call over my shoulder as I head for the stairs. "And lock the door behind you."
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Nov 17, 2011 19:23:11 GMT -5
I did so, looking around.
"Looks like a warzone in here. Are you going to be able to get all this damage fixed?"
Probably not the best thing to say, but I was worried and distracted. I'd been having headaches again.
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Nov 17, 2011 19:25:30 GMT -5
"Yes... The bastard whom caused it will clean it up... His life depends on it," I respond lowly as I mount the stairs. "But enough about me... You wanted to talk?"
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Nov 17, 2011 19:50:32 GMT -5
I nodded.
"Well... you said we needed to talk. And there's something I have to ask you."
I waited till we got to a balcony before I stopped, clenching my fists.
"When you did that... that thing. WHere you strengthen us. What the hell was that?!" I asked. It sounded angry, and... scared.
That's right.
It goddamn scared me.
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Nov 17, 2011 19:55:38 GMT -5
I stopped walking and turned around, slowly for once, my expression holding worry, but is strong, "I helped you, Neku... And... I'm sorry... You shouldn't of been forced to remember something so horrible..." I sigh and move closer, placing my hands over his fists like I did the last time, but this time just trying to tangle my hands into his, to show support. "If I would of known your past was so... Sad..." I couldn't finish what I wanted to say because I know either way I would of aided him... But seeing him like this... It makes my heart ache.
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Nov 17, 2011 20:06:57 GMT -5
I let her take my hands. I could feel something taking over, an emotion that I was familiar with only vaguely, since it lay deep, deep within the abyss at the bottom of the cliff that is the beginning of my memory.
Terror.
"I don't remember any of it," I whispered. "I didn't remember... anything at all. What we saw was new to both of us, Namine."
I held onto those hands for dear life. I was... I was shaking, goddammit! I hated, hated being weak! Above and beyond anything else, weakness was the one thing I hated. I tried to will the tremors to stop, but evidently it didn't work that way.
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