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Post by Ian Hunt on May 20, 2007 18:16:26 GMT
"If it's not too much trouble."
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Post by Isabella Knox on May 20, 2007 18:22:27 GMT
"No trouble at all." I smile and hand him my wand
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 20, 2007 18:26:54 GMT
I light the tip again and light myself another one, then hand it back to her.
"Thanks." I say. "I've really got to find my lighter. Lost without it."
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Post by Isabella Knox on May 20, 2007 18:33:36 GMT
"Have you lost it?" I ask.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 20, 2007 18:37:30 GMT
"Hope not."
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Post by Isabella Knox on May 20, 2007 18:48:14 GMT
"It's only a lighter though, right?" I say.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 20, 2007 18:51:59 GMT
"To you maybe." I shrug. "It's important that I keep it though."
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Post by Isabella Knox on May 20, 2007 20:01:00 GMT
"Oh so it's a special lighter." I say.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 23, 2007 18:05:04 GMT
"It is." I nod. "Very."
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Post by Isabella Knox on May 23, 2007 19:48:11 GMT
"Why?" I ask curiously.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 24, 2007 16:16:01 GMT
"It-...just is."
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Post by Isabella Knox on May 24, 2007 16:17:50 GMT
"Oh okay." I say. He didn't sound like he wanted to say much more so i decided to drop the subject for now.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 24, 2007 16:22:13 GMT
"It was Erin's." I say after a moment.
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Post by Isabella Knox on May 24, 2007 16:33:03 GMT
I looked at him sadly for a few moments "You loved her alot didn't you." I say finally, in a soft voice.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 24, 2007 16:42:54 GMT
"Loved being the key term in that sentence. There's no point wasting emotion on someone who's incapable of feeling or knowing. Death is the end. We're biological beings, death is the end of biological function, we die and we're just dead. That's it. She doesn't know or care anymore so why should I?"
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Post by Isabella Knox on May 24, 2007 16:49:19 GMT
"But you still miss her everyday." I say quietly.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 25, 2007 15:49:31 GMT
"I don't miss her. I don't care. Not about her, not about anyone."
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Post by Isabella Knox on May 25, 2007 15:52:53 GMT
I raise my eyebrows, not believing him but say nothing in response.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 25, 2007 15:53:58 GMT
"You don't believe me." I remark.
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Post by Isabella Knox on May 25, 2007 21:02:05 GMT
"I don't, to be honest with you." I reply
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 26, 2007 18:10:27 GMT
"Why?"
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