dallas emery atkins
Angel
Seize the day, or die regretting the time you lost.[RS:5=Caine]
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Post by dallas emery atkins on Jan 27, 2012 1:41:29 GMT -5
She squeezed his hand, looking over at him. She couldn't help but be afraid for him. She let go of his hand, then wrapped her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly. "I just want to know you're gonna be okay.. I know love comes with pain, but I just.. don't let him abuse you, Devon. Don't let anyone use you. If they do, they're not good enough to be around you.." She pulled away gently, then got out the car.
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Post by devon splyce parker on Jan 27, 2012 1:59:12 GMT -5
Devon swallowed as he was hugged, gently wrapping his arms around her. "He won't..." He insisted, but wasn't sure if his own words would be true or not.
She got out of the car, followed by Christy, and he just sat there for a moment before finally gathering his things and following after her.
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dallas emery atkins
Angel
Seize the day, or die regretting the time you lost.[RS:5=Caine]
Posts: 187
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Post by dallas emery atkins on Jan 27, 2012 2:06:13 GMT -5
Dallas smiled, leaning down to kiss the top of Christy's head. She couldn't deny she loved the little girl with all her heart, even if she would probably never be her mother. But Dallas had a little girl she could take care of, and that's all she could ask for. She unlocked the door, letting Christy and Devon in before closing the door.
"Do you think we need to get you a phone?" She asked Devon, sitting on a stool at the island. "I got you and Christy a key made to the apartment so we can move in once you've got all your stuff.."
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Post by devon splyce parker on Jan 27, 2012 2:53:12 GMT -5
"Maybe..." Devon mumbled in response to the suggesrion of getting a phone. He supposed he needed to learn how to use one better than he already did, wished he didn't feel like such a fucking idiot all the time. Stepping inside he dropped onto the sofa thoughtfully, confused as to why the only thing playing in his mind was what Zander had done with him today, helped him with. Thoughts just kept going back to him.
And then to Dallas' words about making sure nobody abused him.
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dallas emery atkins
Angel
Seize the day, or die regretting the time you lost.[RS:5=Caine]
Posts: 187
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Post by dallas emery atkins on Jan 27, 2012 3:11:09 GMT -5
"We can get you one like mine, if you want. So it won't be as complicated as like, Duskin's phone.." She offered, looking over at him. He seemed so deep in thought she felt bad about talking. So she decided to just be quiet.
"Me and Christy are going to go bring some more clothes to the apartment.." She said quietly, walking over to their bags. She picked them up, and was about to offer to let him ride if he wanted to, but she didn't want to bother him. So she just walked out, loading the bags into the trunk.
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Post by devon splyce parker on Jan 27, 2012 3:16:43 GMT -5
Devon nodded. He'd prefer a simpler one, at least right now. Hell, even today it had been overwhelming.
Watching the two leave, he wondered if anyone else was here or if he was alone, looked around curiously. He touched his pocket upon remembering Zander's number was there, vowed not to lose it.
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Post by duskin on Jan 27, 2012 13:50:27 GMT -5
Duskin was in his study when he heard them come in. He had decided to keep quiet, that he didn't need to bother him. But when he heard Dallas drive away again, he assumed they had all left. He grabbed his empty glass, dying out his cigarette in the ash tray. He walked out, and nearly bumped into Devon. "Oh. Hey." He mumbled, walking down to the kitchen to get more water.
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Post by devon splyce parker on Jan 27, 2012 20:43:52 GMT -5
Devon glanced up at Duskin's appearance. "Hi.." He murmured softly, bothered by the other male's similar indifference. He sprawled lazily on the sofa, staring blankly up at the ceiling as he cracked his knuckles, then his neck with a soft huff, glancing Duskin's way once again.
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Post by duskin on Jan 28, 2012 14:17:35 GMT -5
Duskin filled his glass up with water, then looked through the pantry. He found some crackers, and sat them on the counter. He pulled the peanut butter off the top of the fridge, then gathered his things in his arms. He looked over at Devon, who was eyeing him.
"Come on." He said flatly, leading him up the stairs to his study. He closed the door behind him, not sure how he felt about being alone in a room with him. He sat everything on his desk, sitting down in the chair. "Uh.. how was your day?"
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Post by devon splyce parker on Jan 28, 2012 23:04:22 GMT -5
Devon watched his antics, then followed him quietly into the study. He kept his distance as the door was closed, perhaps just as wary, maybe worried about being punished for what he had done to him.
"It was good.." He mumbled. "Got some goves, piercings and a belt...met this guy named Zander." The words were soft but lacked most human emotion as usual. And he realized without Zander, he again felt utterly empty and unfeeling.
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