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Post by Angel Simons on Jun 10, 2007 20:40:18 GMT
"Can you think of anything to say? Please don't say camels!" Angel smiled.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 10, 2007 20:42:34 GMT
"That was Gideon?" I guess. "Okay...thinking...thinking...something rational and logical and not camel related..."
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Post by Angel Simons on Jun 10, 2007 20:43:21 GMT
Angel laughed. "Yes, Gideon. He's made quite an impression on everybody."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 10, 2007 20:45:01 GMT
"He saved my life...twice now. So I owe him one."
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Post by Angel Simons on Jun 10, 2007 20:45:45 GMT
"He saved your life? Wow!" Angel said, shocked.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 11, 2007 6:32:42 GMT
"Yeah, he's getting good at it now." I shrug. "Mind you, I'm getting pretty good at putting myself in harms way so it's probably a good thing he's around to help me out."
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Post by Angel Simons on Jun 11, 2007 14:35:30 GMT
"Yeah, you're lucky he's around!" Angel agreed.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 11, 2007 15:05:33 GMT
"Well, maybe lucky is the wrong word." I smile wryly. "Seeing as the two times he saved my ass I was trying to top myself...lucky isn't the word I'd use."
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Post by Angel Simons on Jun 11, 2007 15:19:11 GMT
"Why were you trying to kill yourself?" Angel asked.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 11, 2007 15:22:21 GMT
"So they wouldn't kill me first. I'd rather die at my own hands than the dark lords wand."
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Post by Angel Simons on Jun 11, 2007 15:27:38 GMT
"Oh," Agel said quietly. "It's understandable I guess."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 11, 2007 15:37:25 GMT
"Yeah, but seeing as I am in fact the worlds most pathetic bastard, I can't even kill myself properly. Another example at my ability to fail at everything I try and do."
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Post by Angel Simons on Jun 11, 2007 15:41:31 GMT
Angel sat there shocked. She hadn't expected anything like that. "I don't think you're a pathetic bastard. And you shouldn't want to kill yourself properly!"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 11, 2007 15:54:34 GMT
"Think about it this way, right? You've just killed four of your friends, death eaters, who'd got out of hand and were killing left right and centre, but four friends none-the-less, you've just left your brother to die. You know that by day break there's going to be-...a lot of people baying for your blood on your trail, and you know that with them there is no such thing as a quick death. They fuck with you. I know. I used to be one of them. They fuck with you until you want to die more than anything. If you know that's the only thing you've got to look forward to...death looks very appealing." I shrug.
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Post by Angel Simons on Jun 11, 2007 15:59:09 GMT
Angel sat there speechless. She slowly stood up and walked over to him. She sat down and wrapped her arms around him in a comforting hug. "If they were killing people left, right and centre then they probably weren't the same friends you had. They'd been changed by all the power and 'fun' of killing innocent people."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 11, 2007 16:02:58 GMT
I froze immediately.
It had been a long while since anyone had gotten anywhere near enough to touch me in any way shape or form and suddenly being hugged...is a bit odd.
"There isn't power and there isn't fun. It breaks you. Everytime. Again and again and again. It breaks you."
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Post by Angel Simons on Jun 11, 2007 16:06:44 GMT
"Well maybe to them it's different. Maybe they feel in control, invincible," Angel sighed. "Are you okay?" She asked, feeling him freeze.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 11, 2007 16:07:55 GMT
"Fine...it's just-...no one-..." I shake my head. "No one ever really-...I keep a distance from people."
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Post by Angel Simons on Jun 11, 2007 16:10:20 GMT
"I'm sorry," Angel said, letting go.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 11, 2007 16:12:30 GMT
"It's fine. It's just something I'm not used to."
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Post by Angel Simons on Jun 11, 2007 16:14:02 GMT
"I didn't know. I'm sorry," Angel said again.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 11, 2007 16:15:52 GMT
"It's fine." I reassure her.
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Post by Angel Simons on Jun 11, 2007 16:16:34 GMT
"Are you sure?" Angel asked, double checking.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 11, 2007 16:17:27 GMT
I nod. "Sure."
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Post by Angel Simons on Jun 11, 2007 16:18:53 GMT
"Okay," Angel smiled.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 11, 2007 16:19:55 GMT
I force a weak smile. "Anyway...subject change..."
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Post by Angel Simons on Jun 11, 2007 16:23:11 GMT
"Subject change is good," Angel smiled brightly back. She stood up and started to walk back over to her own chair.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 11, 2007 16:24:45 GMT
"Yeah, your turn. Not camels, right?"
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Post by Angel Simons on Jun 11, 2007 16:26:49 GMT
"Nope, no camels. Wanna play 20 questions?" Angel asked, sitting down. She couldn't think of anything else to do.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jun 11, 2007 18:40:38 GMT
I shrug. "Sure."
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