private (between GreenHavok and silverroses2010)
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		<h1 id="title">Elliquiy Role Playing Forums</h1>
		<h2 id="linktree">Non-Adult Sandbox =&gt; Non-Adult Roleplays =&gt; Topic started by: darkvamplips on July 10, 2009, 01:19:16 am</h2>
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				Title: <strong>private (between GreenHavok and silverroses2010)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>darkvamplips</strong> on <strong>July 10, 2009, 01:19:16 am</strong>
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				(this is the first post from Green Havok)<br><br>The overcast day is a perfect setting for the mood that Drake is feeling. A handwritten letter clutched in his hands as he looks up at the house. Is it possible he really has a sister? He rereads the note with deep intention. He slowly walks up the sidewalk, his nerves clutching in his stomach. With a slow deliberation, he rings the door bell.
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				Title: <strong>Re: private (between GreenHavok and silverroses2010)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>darkvamplips</strong> on <strong>July 10, 2009, 01:20:22 am</strong>
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				Her eyes looked at the door and she did not want to deal with anyone right now. Since her brother died she did not do much anymore. Slowly she got up and started to walk towards the door then opened the door. Sighing she waited to see who it was.
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				Title: <strong>Re: private (between GreenHavok and silverroses2010)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GreenHavok</strong> on <strong>July 10, 2009, 02:58:51 am</strong>
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				Waiting for what seemed like an eternity, He was snapped back to his senses with the gentle click of the lock and the slight creak of the knob turning. His stomach clinched when he saw her standing there. Looking as if he was the last person she wanted to see.
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				Title: <strong>Re: private (between GreenHavok and silverroses2010)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>darkvamplips</strong> on <strong>July 10, 2009, 03:06:33 am</strong>
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				He seemed to look a little like her but not much. Thought they might have looked identical earlier twins grow and change. "Yes?" She said waiting for him to say why he was standing in her doorway.
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				Title: <strong>Re: private (between GreenHavok and silverroses2010)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GreenHavok</strong> on <strong>July 10, 2009, 03:22:47 am</strong>
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				"well, i got this letter," he pointed at the piece of paper clutched in his fist, "and it said to be here on this date. I'm really confused about what's going on." He looked down, she wasn't his sister, this is the wrong house, am I in the right neighborhood? <br>&nbsp; &nbsp;Slowly, he turns and starts to retreat from the stoop, wondering what is really going on with his head.
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				Title: <strong>Re: private (between GreenHavok and silverroses2010)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>darkvamplips</strong> on <strong>July 10, 2009, 03:27:40 am</strong>
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				(Want to be their dad that comes home and he was the one who told him to be here at that time)?<br><br>She watched him leave and looked very confused. What was going on? "I'm sorry I have no idea what your talking about. Do you want some water?" She did not want to invite him in but she was not going to be mean and let him go just like that.
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				Title: <strong>Re: private (between GreenHavok and silverroses2010)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GreenHavok</strong> on <strong>July 10, 2009, 03:32:46 am</strong>
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				A loud repetitious clanking could be heard rounding the block. An old, rusted, beat up coupe was slowing coasting to a halt in front of the house. It's harsh yellow exterior was chipping and scratched, the tires were worn, and the chrome had lost it's shine. The man that stepped out of the car was very similar in appearance. He wore an old brown jacket, under which his white colored shirt was swathed in his bright blue tie. His smile surprised Drake. The man looking directly at him.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp;"Drake, i'm the one that wrote you that letter, and i apologize for my tardiness. I hopefully can answer all of your questions, but yes, you two are siblings," The smile still bright on his face.
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				Title: <strong>Re: private (between GreenHavok and silverroses2010)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>darkvamplips</strong> on <strong>July 10, 2009, 03:39:41 am</strong>
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				What was going on here? She had a feeling this boy had driven a long time to see her and she wasn't just going to go cold turkey on him. Even though she did not get along with any of her friends anymore. She knew instantly that her dad was coming when she heard his car. She told him to get a new car but he never did. "What?" Was all she could say to her dad.
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				Title: <strong>Re: private (between GreenHavok and silverroses2010)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GreenHavok</strong> on <strong>July 10, 2009, 03:54:51 am</strong>
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				The look on their father's face roughened. <br>&nbsp; &nbsp;"Well, when you were both born, we weren't expecting twins, and we really didn't have the room or means to raise two children at the time. So we had to give Drake up for adoption, which he knew. The thing he didn't know was he had a twin sister." He sighed deeply and lowered his head. "I really hope that the two of you can forgive me, and i'm sure your mother would feel the same way if she were here..."<br>&nbsp; &nbsp;Drake's mouth dropped, all of this made no sense, he had always dreamed of having a sibling, and the dreams were so real, but could it all be true? He slowly walked back towards the door. <br>&nbsp; &nbsp;"I think i could use that glass of water," He said with a nervous shrug.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: private (between GreenHavok and silverroses2010)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>darkvamplips</strong> on <strong>July 10, 2009, 03:57:49 am</strong>
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				How could her dad do something like this? Keep something like this for so long? Now she was not going to get him a drink of water her dad can do that. "Dad how could you?" The tears were welling up in her eyes as she stared at her brother and then went around him. "I need to get out of here." She walked past him and headed toward her car.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: private (between GreenHavok and silverroses2010)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GreenHavok</strong> on <strong>July 10, 2009, 04:00:04 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He put out his hand, reaching for her, glaring at his father.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp;"Wait, i'll go with you, not sure if I want to be here either..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: private (between GreenHavok and silverroses2010)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>darkvamplips</strong> on <strong>July 10, 2009, 04:05:39 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I really need to be left alone right now. If you want to know why ask 'dad.' " She said simply.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: private (between GreenHavok and silverroses2010)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GreenHavok</strong> on <strong>July 10, 2009, 04:10:28 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He looked to his father, scanning his eyes for some sort of clue. His own eyes welling with tears fueled by his confusion. He knew today would be hard, but had no possible notion of what it has become. His father drew nearer to him, and started whispering in his ear. His eyes grew wider and he looked at his sister. Suddenly, her pain became clear, and he brushed his father away, quickly closed the distance between them and wrapped his arms around her. Hoping the hug would not only help her, but also help him cope with everything going on.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: private (between GreenHavok and silverroses2010)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>darkvamplips</strong> on <strong>July 10, 2009, 04:12:15 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Typical her dad would explain her problem to him. He was an open book to anyone especially her friends. When her brother wrapped his arms around her she tensed up. "Let me go." She cried out not wanting to be comforted right now. This was just to much and she needed some time alone right now.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: private (between GreenHavok and silverroses2010)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GreenHavok</strong> on <strong>July 10, 2009, 05:26:25 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He quickly lets go, with a deep look in his eyes. He reaches into his wallet and pulls out a greasy fast food receipt, scribbles something on it and holds it out.<br>&nbsp; "I'll be in town for a while, when you are ready...Call me" He slowly walks to his car, smiling before he leaves.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: private (between GreenHavok and silverroses2010)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>darkvamplips</strong> on <strong>July 10, 2009, 05:29:44 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				What dad wont allow him to spend the night at their place. She took the dirty paper and put it in her pocket now even looking at it. She got in her car and drove quite quickly away.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: private (between GreenHavok and silverroses2010)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GreenHavok</strong> on <strong>July 10, 2009, 05:34:53 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He sat in the driver's seat and watched her car pull away, I can't believe my own father doesn't trust me...<br>&nbsp;He turned the key, and drove off, looking for some place to cool off and rest his mind, because he was sure that there was more to come.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: private (between GreenHavok and silverroses2010)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>darkvamplips</strong> on <strong>July 13, 2009, 09:20:56 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				There was so much going on in her head and she wanted to go visit her brother's grave. When she got there she got out of the car and started walking to his grave mark.
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