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Post by Envy on Sept 11, 2007 20:08:55 GMT -5
Nictating innocently, he gazed at her with a smile upon his lips. His hands collapsed back by his sides, where he hand to try to refrain them from reaching up to touch her blazing face. "Yes, my sweet?" he inquired with a long, angelic tone that he knew would get him nowhere. But, in all for what he just did, he merely thought it a little act of teasing.
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Post by nikki on Sept 14, 2007 21:53:34 GMT -5
"Oh, shut up," she laughed, but was interrupted by a piercing ringing from her pocket. Blinking, Carmen tugged out a cell phone, and stared at it for a moment in mute horror as it continued with its mechanical cry.
"Shit," she cried aloud, almost stamping her foot. "I forgot that my mom planted this thing on me. She always does. I'm probably about to get screamed at, and if they see you..." she trailed off.
Her parents would definitely assume the worst.
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Post by Envy on Sept 14, 2007 22:23:08 GMT -5
Lightly, his fingertips touched her cheek. "I'll walk you to the corner," Riven told her, "and then circle around to the other side of the street and make sure my idiot of a brother -- either of them -- don't show up. Okay?"
Silently, his eyes slid to the phone she held in her hand. If she answered it and stayed on it too long, it'd be easy to track if her parents sent for the police. Then he could say good-bye Carmen and hello prison cell. Lovely thought, that, being handcuffed and hassled into the back of a vehicle with glowing lights on top of it. He began wondering what was worse: jail, or facing his family. Or at least what was left of it.
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Post by nikki on Sept 14, 2007 22:31:56 GMT -5
Carmen nodded and began to walk to the point he had indicated. She knew that no matter how she got home or who was with her, she was in trouble now. Her parents would go into the whole where-the-heck-where-you-we-were-so-worried thing, and chances are she'd be sentenced to her room. Again. "Maybe Dad'll put bars on the windows this time," Carmen thought gloomily.
When they reached the corner, she stopped and turned to Riv, biting her lip. Who knew when they would see each other again? Reaching up to her full height, Carmen kissed his lips gently, not giving him enough time to return it, because they only had a few minutes before her parents would end up going beserk (she hadn't answered the cell phone, after all, which would only make them angrier). "I'll see you around, I guess." The words were so depressing, but they were the sorrowful truth.
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Post by Envy on Sept 14, 2007 23:40:50 GMT -5
"Until I see my sweet damsel again, I bid you good bye and send my love with you... always." And, not wasting another second of his time, he darted down an alley behind the street's row of houses. After popping out and darting to the alley across the street, he listened to the gravel crunching beneath his feet. His vision came on Carmen as a house passed, and a sinking feeling filled his heart.
I see you again, Carmen, he thought. But I'm not able to help or even to come over and leave a kiss on your forehead.
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Post by nikki on Sept 15, 2007 1:26:26 GMT -5
Carmen folded her arms across her chest and shivered suddenly, even though she wasn't really cold. But being seperate from Riv already felt like an icy sheet over her skin, penetrating the very marrow of her bones and chilling her right to the core.
"I love you..." she whispered to the wind as if Riv was still standing right beside her, though he had already, of course, left. Chewing on her lip, Carmen turned and began to walk towards her house, not at all looking forward to the telling-off that she knew she was going to receive when she entered her home.
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Post by Envy on Sept 15, 2007 11:30:59 GMT -5
Hefting himself onto a fence, he watched for her, not trusting his brothers or her family. His heart felt heavy and beat slowly, pain emitting from it. Riven was afraid, by this point, they'd be forbidden to meet again, especially if Mal told his mother about it. "You went off with a girl, alone, and didn't tell me? What did you do with her? You better not have made her pregnant!" Oh, yeah. Just got to love mothers, don't you?
As he gazed at her, his lips moved to form a few simple words. "Forever, Carmen. Forever."
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Post by nikki on Sept 15, 2007 11:55:07 GMT -5
All too soon Carmen was at the front door of her house, peering in through the window. The sounds of her mother's radio playing soft, slow blues music was just audible through the walls, and Zemestan - for the first time in months, maybe even years - was at the kitchen table, eating dinner with their father as their mother bustled around, cleaning pots and pans.
They seemed perfectly alright without her. What a depressing thought.
Raising a fist, Carmen knocked three times on the oakwood door.
The music and chatter from inside stopped, and she could hear harsh, clicking footsteps - her mother's high heels, which she rarely took off - on the tile. The door was thrown open and Mrs. Laiho grabbed her daughter by the arm and dragged her inside.
"Where have you been?!" she demanded, not bothering to shut the door again. "We've been -"
Carmen had heard the words so often that she could recite them along with her mother. " - worried sick about you, and you don't even care, as usual you're just out there all day in that silly desert pretending that the world hates you."
This would be a long evening.
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Post by Envy on Sept 15, 2007 12:15:22 GMT -5
Wincing at the scene before his eyes, he was unable to keep himself from looking away. It felt to him it was his fault, and he hardly heard the words, but could clearly imagine enough of it without the high volume. "Good luck, Carmen," he murmured to the zephyr, hopping down off the fence and stealing one last glance in her direction.
And, whistling out a song from a long time before that he could not remember the name to, the breeze carried the solemn notes and scattered them as his feet crunched and crackled the gravel he walked on. And in his mind, all he could think was Until we meet again.
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