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Alone
Dec 29, 2007 19:21:00 GMT -5
Post by Slayer on Dec 29, 2007 19:21:00 GMT -5
John sat, alone on a bench as he watched the clouds roll by, and the people just pass by as well. "Heartbroken, late, bored, sad, happy, happy, happy.. too many fucking happy people here.." He said to himself with a sigh. "All of them are bad people too.." He silently whispered with a sigh.
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Alone
Dec 29, 2007 20:49:26 GMT -5
Post by Sora Arrows on Dec 29, 2007 20:49:26 GMT -5
“This is just great,” Sora muttered, strolling through the park with his hood pulled over his head. “It’s cold, windy, and Kyra’s still nowhere to be found.” He sidestepped a nearby couple and walked over to an enormous oak tree, leaning up against it and scowling.
Aw, is Sora upset that his girlfriend didn’t show up? Aros taunted, his voice filled with the usual distain and mockery. Sora felt his face heat up immediately, thankful his hood kept his face from view.
“She’s not my girlfriend!” he hissed under his breath, turning around and digging his fingers into the trees rough bark. “She’s just a friend, jackass.” He started to scale the tree, crawling out onto one of the thicker branches and dangling his legs off it.
He cocked his head to the side, noticing a rather…unhappy teen on a bench below. “Looks like someone has a stick up his ass,” he muttered to Aros, who simply chuckled at his response.
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Alone
Dec 29, 2007 20:51:32 GMT -5
Post by Slayer on Dec 29, 2007 20:51:32 GMT -5
John hadn't noticed the kid observing him yet, but he pretty much said the same thing as he sensed Sora. "Geez, someone's got a stick up their back end.." He said with a sigh. "Guy needs some serious help.." He said.
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Alone
Dec 29, 2007 21:00:29 GMT -5
Post by Sora Arrows on Dec 29, 2007 21:00:29 GMT -5
Sora sat their for a while, enjoying the cool breeze that rushed past his face. This was what he lived for – peace, quiet, and the occasional fight. Unfortunately, he was so caught up in his thoughts he didn’t notice the branch he sat upon start to crack, or Aros’ screams of warning.
The next thing he knew, he had hit the ground on all fours, the remenets of a tree branch beneath his feet. “That was weird,“ he commented, straightening up and brushing some dirt off his jacket.
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Alone
Dec 29, 2007 21:11:47 GMT -5
Post by Slayer on Dec 29, 2007 21:11:47 GMT -5
"Moron.." John mumbled to himself. He continued to watch Sora though, a bit intrigued that.. well... he'd do something stupid again.
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Alone
Dec 29, 2007 21:15:15 GMT -5
Post by Sora Arrows on Dec 29, 2007 21:15:15 GMT -5
Sora stretched out his arms and sighed, wincing as his back cracked in numerous places. “That probably wasn’t supposed to happen,” he muttered, massaging his neck and sighing. He turned around to face the other boy and dropped the usual carefree look he held, replacing it with a stern and serious glare. “You say something?”
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Alone
Dec 29, 2007 21:18:53 GMT -5
Post by Slayer on Dec 29, 2007 21:18:53 GMT -5
"I said moron, and that's all I said." John said, before looking back away, and going into his little bubble.
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Alone
Dec 29, 2007 21:23:48 GMT -5
Post by Sora Arrows on Dec 29, 2007 21:23:48 GMT -5
“Well, looks like someone woke up on the wrong side of their bed,” Sora muttered to Aros, brushing a handful of twigs and leaves out of his hair. He could almost feel his spirit’s exasperation and anger. “What? What’d I do?”
Are you going to take that from some punk? Aros snarled, his mind slowly melding with Sora’s. The boy clutched his head and fought desperately for control, but knew he didn’t stand a chance. When Aros was angry, he had a serious advantage when trying to manipulate his body.
“Wanna say that again, jerkoff?” Aros said, pronouncing his words through Sora’s mouth. They sounded oddly deep and powerful, nothing like Sora’s voice.
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Alone
Dec 29, 2007 21:26:55 GMT -5
Post by Slayer on Dec 29, 2007 21:26:55 GMT -5
John sighed. "I said... you were a moron.. and stop getting so angry, I really don't want a fight." John said, still not looking at Sora. He just continued to sit there, eyes closed.
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Alone
Dec 29, 2007 21:30:21 GMT -5
Post by Sora Arrows on Dec 29, 2007 21:30:21 GMT -5
In his mind, Sora had just tackled Aros to the ground, and was in the middle of beating him into a bloody pulp with a steak tenderizer. Seconds later, he emerged back into the world, blinking and rubbing his eyes. He could still hear Aros’ curses ringing in his ears, and it wasn’t exactly helping him keep his cool.
“Whatever,” he said, leaning up against another tree and pulling out his D-Tector, tapping a few buttons and furrowing his brow.
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Alone
Dec 29, 2007 21:33:04 GMT -5
Post by Slayer on Dec 29, 2007 21:33:04 GMT -5
"What's that?" John asked, finally looking over at the D-tecter.
(Uh, I got plans on how he gets his digimon side, they ain't happened yet, lol.)
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Alone
Dec 29, 2007 21:42:05 GMT -5
Post by Sora Arrows on Dec 29, 2007 21:42:05 GMT -5
“Uh, it’s a cell phone,” he said, taking his spirit’s advice for once and waving the device in the air. He pulled it back and shoved it in his pocket, realizing the Digital Hazard was pulsing vibrantly on its screen.
I’m bored… Aros whined, mentally prodding Sora over and over. The teen rolled his eyes and slumped into a sitting position, resisting the urge to start repeatedly slamming his face into the nearest tree. Come on, let’s go blow something up!
Sora ignored his sprit, contenting himself with pulling out his real phone and dialing Kyra’s number.
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Alone
Dec 29, 2007 21:47:01 GMT -5
Post by Slayer on Dec 29, 2007 21:47:01 GMT -5
"Why are you so upset?" John asked. Sora wasn't showing many signs of it.. so.. it probably showed something was up.
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Alone
Dec 30, 2007 14:37:40 GMT -5
Post by Sora Arrows on Dec 30, 2007 14:37:40 GMT -5
“Um…” Sora felt a bead of sweat roll down his neck, realizing that if he told him what was really wrong, he’d be dragged off to the loony asylum. “Aros, I could use a little help here,” he whispered, his voice barely audible even to himself.
Must I say it again? Just blow something up!
“Thanks, that was really helpful,” he grunted out, looking up and sighing. “Just a lot of things going on lately, that’s all,” he said, straightening up.
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