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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Sept 9, 2012 4:41:36 GMT -5
My tongue sticks out, "Well... I did pass out today, but the Doc said I was all fine to go~." I laugh softly after that, deciding it much better to ignore his "spacey" comment rather than give him the LeBeau talking to.
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Sept 10, 2012 14:22:37 GMT -5
"You passed out?" I gave her a worried look. "You should take it easy for a while, then. You probably feel like hell."
Not that I'd know how she feels. I can only catch glimpses of it. And the bond's more closed than usual...
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Sept 10, 2012 16:21:34 GMT -5
I laugh and shake my head, glad the dishes are done, and then drain the water and wash my hands. Stepping over to him I take the fish, "Actually, I feel light and graceful... Almost as if I had awoken from a pleasant dream." I then slip out to my stuff, searching for...
Blinking, I come up short.
Confused.
Then I slip my head under the couch, snagging my journal out. And then go back to the kitchen, humming, "I think I'll make baked fish tonight, okies? Okay... Do we have lemon?" Vaguely my mind reminds me that my situation here is much different from home, that I shouldn't be as demanding, but come on...Fish without lemon? That's like ice with out the cream!
The horror!
"Well, Boss, do we?"
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Sept 10, 2012 16:56:41 GMT -5
"I just bought some lemon juice the other day," I told her. Lea told me that lemon juice is good for cooking pretty much anything. It tasted good in a tomato sauce mixture, that's for sure. "I think Lea also gave us some lime juice, you'll have to check."
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Sept 10, 2012 17:00:54 GMT -5
So I poke around for a bit, finally ending in the fridge and grinning like mad, "Yessss!" And then pull out the lemon, humming softly to myself. Then I skip about searching for other cooking stuffles.
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Sept 10, 2012 17:03:54 GMT -5
"So, fish, huh? Looking forward to it."
Then I thoguht for a second. "Oh, right, I forgot to tell you, you left your sketchbook and homework stuff in my room yesterday, if you were looking for that."
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Sept 10, 2012 17:07:31 GMT -5
"No, I was looking for my-- Wait!" I stare hard at him, confused. I haven't had homework... well, I've never had homework! And sketch book? Why would I have that? Mother already told me that I can't draw nor paint worth crap! And don't get me started on 3D! "My...My WHAT?!"
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Sept 10, 2012 17:10:07 GMT -5
I gave her a very, very strange look.
"YOur..... sketchbook. The one you can't stop drawing in? And the homework, for your college? I didn't look through the sketchbook because I don't WANT to know what kinds of stuff you've been drawing me in this time."
There was something very wrong with this picture.
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Sept 10, 2012 17:14:32 GMT -5
"Whats with that look?"
I set the stuff down on the counter and cross to him, leaning in and pressing my lips to his forehead seeing how my hands are both a little bit chilled. He doesn't seem warmer than usual. Leaning back I frown at him, "Neku... I can't stand my own works, let alone keep a sketch book of them... And college? I've never even got a high school diploma... How could I..."
I give him a worried expression and then check his pulse before pressing my ear to his chest. Nothing SEEMS wrong with him. I frown deeply, "And you said I should be resting, you obviously need more sleep."
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Sept 10, 2012 17:16:32 GMT -5
I sighed. "One sec."
I disappeared into my room, then came back with the stuff.
"Look, here. Here's your sketchbook - I know what's in the first few paes, it's mostly drawings of me in dresses. Open it up, you'll see."
Now I was really worried. "Namine, what did you do at the doctor's this morning?"
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Sept 10, 2012 17:21:05 GMT -5
I stare at the items, they are foreign to me, "Huh?" My eyes snap up to Neku's and I glare. "What are you trying to imply, huh? I just talked! Stop being--!!" My voice faults and then fails, train of thought wrecked and I frown before clearing my throat. "Stop being me-ru-UGH! STOP BEING ANNO--GGRRRAAAHHH! STOP BEING LIKE MY FATHER!!!" And I huff at him.
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Sept 10, 2012 17:24:05 GMT -5
I took a step back. The ANGER comes through loud and clear, and I have no idea why I'm so upset. "I didn't.... think you did anything wrong. YOu were just gone for.... for four hours, Nami. If you passed out, you were out for wayyyy too long, and then he just said you were fine? Your sketchbook and your school are like, your life. Your ways of bouncing back after I chased Angel out of town for you. I... I'm worried, Nami, you don't seem to recognize any of the things you love. And I'm scared."
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Sept 10, 2012 17:29:20 GMT -5
"I obviously don't love them," My tone is firm, controlled, and a little demeaning. "And I never had, stop trying to make me... And who... YOU CHASED A POOR CHICK OUTTA TOWN? You jerk!"
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Sept 10, 2012 17:31:56 GMT -5
She didn't know who Angel was?!
"There is something definitely wrong here," I said. Then I paused.
"Namine. Answer me this question. Before you moved in with me, who were you living with? ANd what happened on your 19th birthday?"
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Sept 10, 2012 17:36:59 GMT -5
My shoulders shrug as I think back, a few shadows flash by, but nothing important. I see a flash of blue, a flash of yellow and a flash of metallic red. Humming I continue pushing back, ending up at my tenth birthday. Frowning I cock my head to the side, "Both of those... Are good questions... I remember the cooks helping me cook a cake on my tenth birthday... And I know Dar threw me a party... And you were there for my nineteenth..."
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