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Tuesday, 19 April 2011
10:25:35 PM (GMT)
James trudged down Alexander Street miserably. There was no other emotion that you
could feel, slipping past the homeless, the madmen and empty the shops bordering the
muddy road. Of course there was fear, but that just mixed with the misery, creating a
hopeless situation that never got better or worse. With a shiver he pulled his
leather coat 
tighter around his lean frame, finally acknowledging the cold. "young man like
yourself should have a pretty Lady on that strong arm of yours." Spinning around,
James spotted a girl leaning against a paticularly sallow looking wall. "I've no need
of a Lady."he murmured narrowing his eyes. The girl couldn't be older than seventeen
and yet 
she carried herself like a woman,with her arms crossed defiantly across her chest.
"Company of other forms is welcome though." She smirked and pushed off the wall,
coming to stand beside James. "you're a brave one aren't you?". Raising an eyebrow
she asked "What are you saying?""I could be Sweeney Todd for all you know and yet you
offered your company to a me. That takes guts." The girl brushed her hands down her
dress as though getting rid of invisible dirt."Yeah, well I'm known for my Bravery.
Whats in the bag?" He glanced down at the bag slung over his shoulder."I'm going to
stay with an uncle I've apparently never met,"




“I wonder why that is?” James turned his serpentine glare in my direction, not
bothering to rid it of the concentrated venom it carried. I shot a look at Angus but
he was too busy looking very pleased with himself for getting me in trouble. He
ignored my glower and carried on: “I for one won’t stand for this, and if this
scene were a parish... YOUD ALL BE CONDEMNED!!! Strike up the band! The conductor is
beckoning... Come!
 Congregation lets sing it like you mean it. Don’t you get it? Don’t you get it,
now don’t you move... just  stay where I can see you... douse the lights!” okay I
know, Angus didn’t break into song at all. Not even one chorus of “I Constantly
Thank God for Esteban”. Instead it was James who spoke. “We all know Scarlett’s
unbelievable temper, which therefore makes that accusation entirely plausible...”
right now I was scowling 
both of them to Hell: any second now, they would burst into flames, screaming and
running around the room like headless chickens. I leant back in my chair enjoying the
impromptu daydream. There would be another ten minutes of this lecture before it
would be safe to get up and walk away without James pulling me back down by the
scruff
 of the neck and starting all over again... I sighed theatrically as he reached the
“responsibility” part of his speech. You’d think after the hundredth time James
would give up. But he doesn’t. Ever. Right now I’m the only person taking his
crap, not because I’m pathetic or anything I just feel sorry for him. He needs to
have kids or 
something. An outlet for all this paternal stuff. “... So you can’t expect to get
any-“I mentally finished the sentence for him. “-thing out of life when you are
selfish and don’t do anything for anyone else!"

Comments 
masaki115 says:   19 April 2011   203973  
i liked the first one a lot, really sets the atmosphere well, and the
wond choice at the start of the second is really good, keep it up ^^
 
‹<♥ItWasAlwaysYou♥>› says :   19 April 2011   267762  
Thanks 
 

 
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