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Post by Remus Lupin on Apr 6, 2007 16:43:09 GMT
Scarred.
Scarred for life.
I sit cross-legged on the floor of the RoR, pushing my shirt up on one side.
Tentavely, I touch the pearly white scarred flesh of the bgi scar.
The one I'd got from being bitten.
It was never going to go, but not only that, it was never going to fade.
Fifty years from now it would still be showing up, pearly white, almost iridescent, a reminder of my pain, my differences, and the pain I'll surely endure in the future.
Scarred.
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Post by Angela Wood on Apr 6, 2007 17:14:26 GMT
Opening the door carefully, I look into the room at Remus. "Rem?"
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Post by Remus Lupin on Apr 6, 2007 17:25:50 GMT
I jump and hastily pull my t-shirt down again so it covered the scar and my chest again.
"Hi Ange."
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Post by Angela Wood on Apr 6, 2007 17:30:11 GMT
Noticing his haste to cover up his scar, I start to pull out. "I'm sorry, you want to be alone. I'll leave."
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Post by Remus Lupin on Apr 6, 2007 17:43:29 GMT
"No, it's alright. Wasn't doing anything. Just seeing how bad it was. You can stay if you want."
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Post by Angela Wood on Apr 6, 2007 17:47:02 GMT
"Okay." She smiles slightly and comes in, sitting opposite him. "I'm sorry. I just wanted someone to talk to. Couldn't find you anywhere else."
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Post by Remus Lupin on Apr 6, 2007 17:50:26 GMT
"Why? You're alright aren't you?" I say concernedly.
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Post by Angela Wood on Apr 6, 2007 17:53:15 GMT
I laugh. "I'm fine. Just.......Just want to talk."
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Post by Remus Lupin on Apr 6, 2007 17:55:51 GMT
"About anything in particular?" I ask, lying back on the floor of the RoR and looking up at the ceiling.
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Post by Angela Wood on Apr 6, 2007 18:01:28 GMT
"Not that I can think of. I need a more serious conversation than what Siius of Jo can manage to sputter out. Plus, I don't get to talk to you like I do with the others quite as much." I Stops and laughs. "I'm rambling again."
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Post by Remus Lupin on Apr 6, 2007 18:07:00 GMT
"That's okay. I'm not in a very talkative kind of mood. I can listen though." I smile. "How's life been lately?"
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Post by Angela Wood on Apr 6, 2007 18:10:35 GMT
"Weird. Too many thoughts, too much....I don't know. The more I think about it, the more I realize I don't want to leave here yet."
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Post by Remus Lupin on Apr 6, 2007 18:12:52 GMT
"I don't think anyone does." I say honestly. "It means leaving our friends, leaving the safe security of the castle. It's going to be tough in the real world I guess."
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Post by Angela Wood on Apr 6, 2007 18:15:57 GMT
"I agree. Things here are mildly predictable, comfortable. Who knows what'll happen to us once we leave."
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Post by Remus Lupin on Apr 6, 2007 18:19:39 GMT
"Bad things, probably." I say honestly. "It's going to be really hard. It's going to be dangerous. Who knows what'll happen to us."
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Post by Angela Wood on Apr 6, 2007 18:23:06 GMT
I look at the floor. "I'm scared, Rem."
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Post by Remus Lupin on Apr 6, 2007 18:28:48 GMT
"Don't be." I say softly. "We don't know what's going to happen, but that's part of the fun I guess. Finding out."
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Post by Angela Wood on Apr 6, 2007 18:30:45 GMT
"That's funny, coming from ye who doesn't like surprises." I look at him, amused.
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Post by Remus Lupin on Apr 6, 2007 18:33:13 GMT
I shrug, smiling. "Yeah, I guess. I'm a hypocrite, proud to be so."
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Post by Angela Wood on Apr 6, 2007 18:34:44 GMT
I laugh. "I suppose we all have our moments."
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Post by Remus Lupin on Apr 6, 2007 18:36:03 GMT
"Yeah, I guess."
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Post by Angela Wood on Apr 6, 2007 18:37:08 GMT
I sit there thinking for a while. "How are your scars healing?"
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Post by Remus Lupin on Apr 6, 2007 18:38:40 GMT
"Not." I shrug, as if it didn't matter. "They're not."
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Post by Angela Wood on Apr 6, 2007 18:40:47 GMT
I frown, concerned. " Have you tried anything? To help?"
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Post by Remus Lupin on Apr 6, 2007 18:42:27 GMT
"I don't think there's much that can. Not with werewolf scratches and bites and...just scars." I say with forced indifference.
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Post by Angela Wood on Apr 6, 2007 18:45:19 GMT
I look at him sadly. "I wish there was something I could do."
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Post by Remus Lupin on Apr 6, 2007 18:47:43 GMT
"Yeah, me too. But there's not." I say bracingly. "So, I'll just learn to live with it."
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Post by Angela Wood on Apr 6, 2007 18:52:34 GMT
"I'll find a way, Remus. I promise you."
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Post by Remus Lupin on Apr 6, 2007 18:57:09 GMT
"Don't worry." I smile.
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Post by Angela Wood on Apr 6, 2007 18:58:30 GMT
"It's a lot harder than you think." I sigh. "Rem, you're one of my best mates. I watch you suffer all the time and it kills me to know that I can't help."
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