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Post by Shannon on Aug 26, 2009 0:16:38 GMT -5
I grinned crookedly. "And people say they hate nature." I kept my voice low so the butterfly wouldn't be scared away. "They're more concerned that their feet might get dirty than the fact that they could see things like this out her. And they're too busy complaining loudly that they scare everything away. It's getting cold. Soon it will be winter and we won't be able to see things like this for months." I lifted my hand and the butterfly fluttered up and away, back toward the flowers that had captured its attention before.
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Post by Izzy Morris on Aug 26, 2009 0:29:39 GMT -5
I buried my face in his chest once the butterfly took off. Once again I was swimming in his scent. I could never focus on anything else when I with him. Not that it mattered; he was the only thing I wanted to focus on, not that I could tell him. It just didn’t seem right to be the first to say something. I would almost feel like I was pressuring him, which is why I kept up the just friends appearance no matter how close we got. With my face still buried I chimed in on the topic. “People need to be happy with what we have around us and stop pushing so hard for things that they think they want.”
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Post by Shannon on Aug 26, 2009 0:35:09 GMT -5
I nodded. "Yes, but they don't know that they only have a temporary want for the thing until after they've acquired it. Then they realize that all their efforts were for naught." I replaced my hand across her shoulders. "I know the feeling myself. It seems no matter what I acquire, there is always something else I want, even if it is not tangible and solid." There was a lot of strong hinting in that reference, but that was the way I worked. I would probably never give a straight answer.
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Post by Izzy Morris on Aug 26, 2009 0:47:13 GMT -5
I pondered the thought. Of course it was very deep, it came out of Shannon’s mouth. I often wondered if sometimes he did that on purpose. I shook my head slightly in frustration. I wanted to think that maybe he had somehow read my mind and was trying to tell me that he felt the same way but I wasn’t about to gamble everything we had on a moment of wishful thinking. “Ya know Shannon, sometimes I find myself almost wishing you would dumb things down for me.” I pulled my head up so that the next part would be clear. “But then I think about how you wouldn’t be you if you did.” I playfully smiled and then laid my head back down once more turned to the side.
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Post by Shannon on Aug 26, 2009 0:54:00 GMT -5
I chewed on my lip absentmindedly. "Plus, if I did that, I would be just like Jase." I was silently glad my brother couldn't hear that. It was meant jokingly but if he heard it, it would only result in another of our sparring matches to see who was superior. Of course, next time I saw him the encounter would result in that anyway. It was just something we did. I didn't even remember how it had all started.
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Post by Izzy Morris on Aug 26, 2009 1:02:32 GMT -5
Jase was not one of my fondest memories from Romania to say the least. “Well then maybe we should practice never doing it. I’m not sure I would handle you being your brother.” The thought was rather displeasing in all senses of the meaning. I could stand him but for long amounts of time not so much.
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Post by Shannon on Aug 26, 2009 1:08:57 GMT -5
I grinned maniacally. "Oh, I forgot to mention. He's coming down in a week or two. He has an equipment setup at The Underground. You guys can get reacquainted." I was totally teasing and I had a feeling she would be utterly appalled at hearing he was going to show up. Of course I wasn't totally thrilled at the onslaught of teasing that was sure to come.
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Post by Izzy Morris on Aug 26, 2009 15:40:44 GMT -5
I could feel my face slowly twist into an expression that one would use to show how they felt on the matter of having to watch 10 kids that were all twins. It was a mix of minimal horror and a lot more of repugnance. “Well that should be a lovely little visit I’m sure…” I couldn’t be anymore sarcastic then I was at that moment. Actually the whole mood swing even made me laugh just a little on the inside.
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Post by Shannon on Aug 26, 2009 16:26:52 GMT -5
I smiled wryly. "Of course. We all love the constant self-esteem bashing that comes along with his visits. I'm sure we will all have completely intact psyches when the whole ordeal is over." Jase loved nothing more than to press peoples buttons like a little kid inside a high tech submarine. The result of which was similar to the inevitable crash and burn of said submarine.
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Post by Izzy Morris on Aug 26, 2009 18:54:22 GMT -5
“That’s okay I think this time around I can take him. It’s rather amazing what a couple of years can mean when it comes to growing up.” The last time Jase got along easily with picking on me simply because I was to young to know how to fight him back, but now I was 17 year old girl with a fork tongue and devil horns. “He’d better come with his A-game.” The thought made me smirk.
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Post by Shannon on Aug 26, 2009 19:08:55 GMT -5
I groaned quietly. "Believe me, he will. And he's had practice too, you have to remember that." I missed my brother but there were times when he could really be a pain. Especially when he felt like being malicious. The area around us got darker as a cloud passed in front of the sun. Everything got quieter when the light disappeared from the area.
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Post by Izzy Morris on Aug 26, 2009 20:06:05 GMT -5
I went to retort but the darkness in cooperation with the silence was enough to silence me too. I waited to see if it would get any lighter but it didn’t do it fast enough for me to wait it out. “Okay so that doesn’t look very welcoming. Maybe we should get going.” I reluctantly rolled off of Shannon and realized quickly how warm he was and how not warm it had gotten.
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Post by Shannon on Aug 26, 2009 20:25:46 GMT -5
I sat up and shivered, it had rapidly gotten cold and I hadn't noticed. "It looks like it might rain. There's no activity around the forest. Animals know when it's going to storm." A loud crack of thunder proved my theory correct. It hadn't started raining yet but it wouldn't be long before it did. Even with the immanent storm, there was no wind, not even a slight breeze to stir the ferns on the forest floor.
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Post by Izzy Morris on Aug 26, 2009 20:51:40 GMT -5
When the thunder boomed a short scream escaped my lips and I was quick to squeeze myself against him as if it was going to hide me from the attack of nature. “Shannon we should really go home now.” It was a long lasting child hood fear that I held, the fear of storms.
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Post by Shannon on Aug 26, 2009 20:57:01 GMT -5
I looked around the forest, trying to find the path we had taken to get here. "Yeah, it would be bad if a tree fell on us." I walked in the general direction that we had come from and eventually found the path. You could smell the ozone in the air. A storm was definitely on its way. I followed the path, leading Izzy behind me. "We still have to walk back since we walked here. Hopefully the rain will hold off until then."
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