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Post by Jack on Jun 24, 2008 4:14:16 GMT -5
A very petite child of only six years sat on the beach. He wore nothing but ragged and dirty clothing. His hair was blond and long, tangles and knots all over. The child seemed to haven't seen a bath in some time. He shivered in the cool, nighttime ocean breeze. His hand was placed in front of him, a couple of rocks hovered over it as he gazed blankly at them.
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Post by Jezzira on Jun 24, 2008 4:36:09 GMT -5
Justice walked barefooted along the sand it had been six long years, She'd begun teaching Kindergarten in preparation for the the kids arrival, it would be easiest to track him down through school since he would be young. But still he hadn't come through, she knew it. Every so often she'd go back and visit Nikki's grave and ramble to him about children and the likes, and ask him when he was going to come and visit her again. Even told him that she'd moved all the weapons racks into the kitchen and added an extra room onto the house in case he didn't have parents.
She'd often visit the park, where she had first met Elias and the likes. And would stare out at the tree near her house where she'd spoken to Nikki. As she always did now, she carried on her Murasame, Stella, and the two guns, though she did not look at all dressed for a fight, she'd mellowed out a bit since getting a day job, and wore a navy blue sarong and a black mens tanktop.
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Post by Jack on Jun 24, 2008 4:44:52 GMT -5
Jack sense a presence and timidly glanced over towards it with his brilliant blue and innocent eyes. The rocks fell into the palms of his hand. People scared him as all the people he came into contact all his life have treated him sourly. First because he wasn't wanted because he was... Strange. Growing up in a group home he was treated like trash. Everywhere he was nothing but trash to the people. The child sat there, frozen and afraid to move for fear that this person would treat him as many others have in his short past, only movement being made was his obvious shivering due to the chilly night.
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Post by Jezzira on Jun 24, 2008 4:49:53 GMT -5
Justice padded along against the shore, it was fine to her, she couldn't feel cold. Her hazel orbs fell upon the brilliant blue ones looking over at her and she gave a soft smile, She paused where she was in fear that she would frighten the child, after a moments silence, she sat down where she was, "Hello there young man." she said just loud enough for him to hear it.
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Post by Jack on Jun 24, 2008 5:17:26 GMT -5
The child kept his position, not sure of what to think of her. He was afraid of her, mainly due to her amazon looks and the weapons she carried. He shivered. "H-hello..." He called out, but his voice cracked as his throat was dry. He was both very thirsty and hungry as he hadn't eaten in days.
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Post by Jezzira on Jun 24, 2008 14:10:16 GMT -5
"Are you alright?" she asked a little louder now, she already knew the answer but if she was going to get anywhere she needed to get the kid to come to her. Her hair had grown out again, and it was pinned up messily on her head, giving her face a much softer look. Not only did her night job demand her niceness to humans in order to protect them, but her day job demanded niceness to children, an art she was truly beginning to understand.
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Post by Jack on Jun 30, 2008 18:55:49 GMT -5
Jack nodded slightly. He was in no condition to verbally argue, nor was he able to move even if she asked. His eyes looked away from her.
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Post by Jezzira on Jun 30, 2008 19:00:37 GMT -5
Justice smiled again softly, "Because it looks too me, like not only could you use a bath, but like your very hungry, and very thirsty, am I right?" She shifted slightly, still sitting on the sand, she hoped so desperately that he answered yes. Because, she wanted to help the poor lad, but one can't help those, who do not want to be helped.
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Post by Jack on Jun 30, 2008 19:23:08 GMT -5
He nodded again, still not making eye contact. He gave a small smile. It's the first time anyone has talked to him in such a nice voice.
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Post by Jezzira on Jun 30, 2008 19:27:23 GMT -5
"Well, if you'd like, I have some food and juice at home, I can either take you there, or I can bring it back here for you, is there anyone who was with you?" she asked standing up moving very slowly toward the young blond boy.
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Post by Jack on Jun 30, 2008 19:45:04 GMT -5
He shook his head as dizziness began to envelop him whole. Almost in slow motion, Jack fell to his side, falling into the world of unconsciousness.
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Post by Jezzira on Jun 30, 2008 20:51:21 GMT -5
Justice moved over scooping him up in her huge arms. She'd take him home, feed him, give him beverages, and give him the option of bathing. Then she'd find out more about him and where he came from. One step at a time Justice... She moved back toward her house, Jack cradled against her.
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Post by Jack on Jul 4, 2008 16:37:40 GMT -5
The boy's breathing was slow. A strange aura came from him, almost as though it was protecting him. He wasn't shaking any more.
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