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Post by Alex, Lance and Ej on Nov 2, 2012 17:05:14 GMT -5
Lance finished humming and said "If I were Alex, I'd probably pull out a random instrument and play it. But knowing him, he's out in the woods hunting"
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Post by fallensilhouette on Nov 2, 2012 17:07:34 GMT -5
"Well, I don't mind either way," she turned around, wrapping her arms around his neck again and kissed him some more, her sleeves fell revealing bruises and cuts along her arms.
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Post by Alex, Lance and Ej on Nov 3, 2012 14:56:29 GMT -5
During the duration of the embrace, Lance's biceps covered the bruises up until he pulled away. That's when his eyes went wide. "What's with the cuts and bruises babe?" he asked
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Post by fallensilhouette on Nov 3, 2012 19:00:41 GMT -5
"Aye Lance..." her voice was soft, and her Irish accent flowed smoothly. "My stepfather did it to me," she shuddered, "but you don't need to worry."
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Post by Alex, Lance and Ej on Nov 3, 2012 21:55:39 GMT -5
Lance rolled up a pant leg to reveal a large gash scar on his leg "I did this to myself."
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Post by fallensilhouette on Nov 4, 2012 7:08:52 GMT -5
Vienna gasped and took a step back. "L-Lance...why'd you do that?" she squeaked, tears in her eyes. Vienna Marie had cut herself as well, but always on her wrist and arms, and the wounds were never as severe as that. She put her hand shakily over her mouth, the hand shaking like a leaf.
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Post by Alex, Lance and Ej on Nov 5, 2012 9:30:13 GMT -5
"Easy babe, it happened during a football game back in South Dakota. It was Lake Preston against Arlington and we were down a touchdown in the last quarter. I got the pass and tore down field towards the end zone. An Arlington defender comes out of nowhere and knocks me down. I slid into the end zone to bring the game into overtime, but my cleat came off, slid up my leg and the metal spikes tore a gash in my leg" Lance explained "I don't blame the Arlington player, I just call it a self-inflicted injury."
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Post by fallensilhouette on Nov 5, 2012 11:50:36 GMT -5
Vienna Marie took a deep breath and slowly put her hand down. "O-oh alright. I got scared for a moment," she apologized.
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Post by Alex, Lance and Ej on Nov 5, 2012 13:27:58 GMT -5
Lance pulled his lucky baseball out of his bag. "Wanna play catch?" He asked
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Post by fallensilhouette on Nov 5, 2012 13:31:38 GMT -5
Vienna Marie nodded. "Sure, why not?" she cracked a small, nervous smile that she always had and held her hands out to catch the ball.
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Post by Alex, Lance and Ej on Nov 5, 2012 13:46:22 GMT -5
Lance had always loved baseball, he was a pitcher from when he was 12 up until he was 16. He wound up, launched the ball in an upward arc, and into Vienna's waiting hands
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Post by fallensilhouette on Nov 5, 2012 13:48:39 GMT -5
Vienna caught the baseball. She wasn't used to this sport, back in Ireland they had horse racing and football, well soccer, and a few other things, but she knew what catch was.
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Post by Alex, Lance and Ej on Nov 5, 2012 15:17:44 GMT -5
Lance grabbed a celestial bronze baseball bat and slung it over his shoulder "Batter up!" He yelled
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Post by fallensilhouette on Nov 5, 2012 19:39:18 GMT -5
Vienna Marie saw him pull out the bat, and she had no idea what "batter up" meant. She pondered it a moment them guessed she would throw it so she threw it at him overhand.
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Post by Alex, Lance and Ej on Nov 6, 2012 9:09:03 GMT -5
Lance swung the bat and sent the ball flying "Grand Slam! Home Run!" Lance shouted
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