| Life Among the Damaged |
[27 Mar 2008|02:43pm] |
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Candace's last name turned out to be Gaither, at least according to the faded lettering on the mailbox Oliver saw when his cab dropped her off at a house that had been weathered by the sun and wind, and he fully expected never to see her again. He'd bought her a large meal, which she'd plowed her way through as if she hadn't eaten in a year, then gotten her a take-home bag. He'd offered her fifty dollars, which she refused on the ground that her step-brother would only steal it from her, and he'd watched her out of sight as she closed the door of the rundown house behind her.
He hadn't really dwelled on it. People drifted in and out of his life like leaves, some staying for a few days, others only lingering for a few hours. Lately the only one he could bear was Hannah. Was that obsession? Possibly? Did he care? Not really.
The painting was progressing at a rate that surprised even him. He'd entertained the notion of showing them somewhere. Fame interested him about as much as money did, but the world should be graced with Hannah's gentle beauty. He loved her; maybe they would too.
( Its Their World, Everyone Else Just Lives In It )
"Hi there." Oliver planted himself in the chair across from the man, who literally squawked at the spellcaster's expression. He'd been warned to be discreet, that Jerzyck was possibly unstable. Not that any of the subjects under surveillance by Homeland Security's new project were to be taken lightly considering their natures and their abilities, but Jerzyck was a special case. And he was even scarier when he smiled like that.
"Let's have a talk, shall we?"
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| A conversation with the dead |
[27 Mar 2008|07:54pm] |
It was a warm day, filled with bright sunshine and humid air as the temperature approached eighty five. Grass was greening up and wildflowers were starting to bloom, reminding him that spring was well underway in this part of the country. His walk along the Louisiana country road had taken him far from his boyhood home, but aside from making sure he didn't stray into the path of the few vehicles that passed by he didn't spare the walk much thought.
( To use or not to use? )
[Thread open to Hannah and NPC]
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