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Post by Lady Lillianna on Jun 25, 2008 17:37:29 GMT -5
"Well then, maybe you're part something else." She held onto him still, glancing up to him. "I know I don't feel like what I am everyday, but I can't change that."
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Post by Nikki on Jun 29, 2008 1:43:22 GMT -5
"I have... Bits of memories. I don't remember living them, yet, they're me in them." He gave a cool, nervous laugh. "Even more recently than before." Nikki looked at Elvira and tried to give a reassuring smile. "It's kinda why I've been like this lately."
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Post by Lady Lillianna on Jul 10, 2008 22:27:18 GMT -5
"Ah, I think I get what you mean." She squeezed her arms around him a bit tighter in response to his smile as she tried to keep a smile upon her face as well. "I suppose it's better than having no memories at all." She shrugged gently.
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Post by Nikki on Jul 10, 2008 22:34:43 GMT -5
"I suppose." He sighed. "I just wish I knew when and where they're from."
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Post by Lady Lillianna on Jul 12, 2008 0:19:18 GMT -5
"Well hey, maybe some day you'll find out." She tilted her head and made a cute face. "Maybe they're just bits of dreams or something? Or maybe you just don't remember them even if they did happen. It's possible."
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Post by Nikki on May 4, 2009 3:24:07 GMT -5
"They just seem so... Familiar. Like I've lived through them already, or something similar." A cool laugh sounded from his throat. "They aren't too pleasant, either."
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Post by Lady Lillianna on May 7, 2009 6:34:34 GMT -5
"What are these memories of, if you don't mind my asking?" Elvira's eyes gazed deeply into his, a genuine look of concern coming accross in hers.
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Post by Nikki on Jun 23, 2009 22:57:43 GMT -5
His eyes became more distant. "Lovers. Fighting. Murders. Elias. " He gave a sarcastic smirk. "Loosing so much that meant the world to me. People. Living in a different time, at a different place."
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Post by Lady Lillianna on May 25, 2012 20:44:09 GMT -5
Elvira looked away from him, feeling bad for making him remember such horrible things. "I'm sorry." Her voice was gentle and warm, almost as though she was afraid of making matters worse than she already had. "That must be so hard... being forced to relive those kinds of things, without actually being able to remember them..." Her arms instinctively gave him a squeeze, trying to give him some semblance of comfort.
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