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10-01-2008, 06:00 AM
Okeam came down the ladder with a tentbag over her shoulder; should be noted she's only using one hand to come down the ladder, as her left is still damaged. She looked around and, after spotting him, walked over to him and handed him the bag. "Here, figured you might want a tent to sleep in in case it rains."
Jadzia went back to the lab, Okeam in tow, and sat back down on the stool. "She's got a couple more days as a normal kid, but Dji's staying outside so he can help keep her that way for now."
"..."
"Now you're a mute, what's wrong?"
"You have no hands." Okeam blinked; Jadzia stared down at her arms, which were hanging down at her sides, and crossed them indignantly.
"Look, no comment."
I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION.
DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION.
THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END...
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Last edited by Silent_Wolf : 10-01-2008 at 06:11 AM.
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