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Post by RabbitxxNnyxxDavid on Feb 26, 2006 18:07:01 GMT
David kicks a tree, pissed off to the max. He doesn't have anger issues--until he's pissed off. Most would call him shrewed, a hermit. A crazy jarhead who needs to start taking his meds. David had given his meds up ages ago--they don't help. They didn't make him forget what he lost. Sometimes he just wishes he'd get killed--he's got shit to live for, so why bother the earth with his presense? But, he won't outright kill himself. In the words of Seik: "If you kill yourself over a girl, I'll hunt your ass down to hell and kill you a second time!" He has on no shirt--too hot for that--and baggy orange cargo shorts.
Sighing heavily, David leans forward against the tree, then turns and slides down, sitting on the dirt under it, with his back pressed up against the tree. As he looks down at the dirt, his mind starts to wander. He starts to think about what might have been...
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Post by Jasmine ~n~scott on Feb 26, 2006 19:10:11 GMT
Jasmine had to walk through the park not her favorite place but here she was.She was wearing a fairly short black skirt which kept lifting up in the breeze and a tightish white blouse she was on her way home from work.She walked quickly passed all the trees and shadows trying to get through as quick as she could.
She glanced around and kept looking behind her,she walked passed a tree she saw someone sat down.
She wanted to run past him and leave him but she couldn't"Are you OK?"she asked
She knew she shouldnt have asked him but she couldnt leave someone just sat there
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Post by RabbitxxNnyxxDavid on Feb 27, 2006 1:56:05 GMT
David doesn't even look up. He's simply not interested in girls anymore. He's not gay--far from it--he simply doesn't care. At least, not at the moment. It could still take a long time for him to let himself get close to anyone. "I'm fine," he says darkly, but doesn't sound like he'd attack anyone who didn't attack him first. There are three dogtags hanging from around his neck--one of them is his, the other two are those of buddies he'd watched die in combat, only inches away from him.
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Post by Jasmine ~n~scott on Feb 27, 2006 16:07:29 GMT
Abbie looked at him "Well then if your sure"she smiled she didnt dare say anything else.It was getting dark and Abbie figured she better go before it gets totally dark.
"Bye"she said as she began to walk away
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Post by RabbitxxNnyxxDavid on Feb 27, 2006 23:19:10 GMT
The story of his life, playing all over again. He says two words to a girl, and she walks away. He just wishes somebody would understand him, see through the cold, hostile exterior, get to the sensitive, loving man inside.
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Post by Jasmine ~n~scott on Feb 28, 2006 7:34:05 GMT
Jasmine felt horrible"Are you sure your ok?"she asked
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Post by RabbitxxNnyxxDavid on Mar 1, 2006 1:26:22 GMT
"No....." He has to admit--he feels pretty crappy. He's felt like that for years, hiding it behind bravado. He's never told anyone what happened--why he's this way. Mainl because he doesn't want them to think he's weird: hell, it's been many years since that happened, he should be able to just get over it.
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Post by Jasmine ~n~scott on Mar 1, 2006 16:15:46 GMT
She smiled sypatheticaly."Im sorry"she said.She felt really sorry for him,"Whats a matter?"she asked sitting down on a bench,she realised he wasnt gonna attack her.
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