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Post by Charlotte Loper on Apr 29, 2007 11:04:01 GMT -5
Charlotte felt herself shaking slightly. He was rambling on about something, something, weird, different. She felt him, trying to cover himself, "Well what do you mean? What has brought this on?" she pulled out of these questions. Still, continuing shaking, in the corner, she herself must have looked and seemed weird.
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Post by Tyler Dias on Apr 29, 2007 11:20:40 GMT -5
"Brought this on? There was somethings... and it's been happening since, I don't know how to explain. I can't, so don't make me."
His tone was firm at the end, almost like the craziness was taking over completely but yet faltering in some areas; the words sounding unsure and impure. He could see her shadow, where it loomed across the floor to him as she stood in the corner, concerned and nearly fearful now. Her question was compelling, he couldn't answer it and let his eyes move up to her slowly, intimidatingly, waiting for her response with curiousity.
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Post by Charlotte Loper on Apr 29, 2007 11:25:28 GMT -5
His tone of voice had changed almost dramatically, he sounded so cheerful before, what had changed. The last few words were said sharply, almost threatingly. She felt herself edge towards the door. His tone had scared her somewhat, "I won't, I won't ... I won't," she continued to repeat.
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Post by Tyler Dias on Apr 29, 2007 11:39:57 GMT -5
At this, he smirked and tilted his head to look at her more contemptously than ever while she repeated herself, the same words; making him wonder when they'd lose their meaning. Perhaps when she was too afraid to focus?
He sighed purposefully and eyed her hand, the door and shadow fervently before looking through the corner of his eye into the distance, reassured that there weren't any other people around since the room was glass...transparent.
"Charlotte?....do you think i'd hurt you? Am i...disturbing you? because i wouldn't want that. Ever...you know, i just like kidding around.."
There was no need to wait for her, and he rolled his eyes; he wasn't what he was before holding only a weak consciousness of the real him, but she would never see it so as to be decieved by everything this alter ego was saying.
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Post by Charlotte Loper on Apr 29, 2007 11:44:10 GMT -5
Here breathing became manic, her head slowly moved back to rest against the glass, that surrounded them. She listened to his words carefully, again feeling slightly threatened, "Oh no, of course not," she paused, her voice was shaky, she gulped, "Kidding, right," she said gently. She tried to loosen up a bit.
Maybe she was over reacting, maybe because, she seemed so weird, different to be around, he was teasing her a little, maybe it was all just a big joke, she'd have to cope with it.
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Post by Tyler Dias on Apr 29, 2007 11:53:58 GMT -5
"Still so tense? why so tense even now?"
He let his amusement show on his face as he watched her, but didn't know just how long that friendly mask was going to last; nothing was predictable anymore, not quite anyway.
"It's not a question of trust is it? Surely...i haven't done anything."
There was a temptation to add, 'yet', but he couldn't because he was playing and she would likely panic while he didn't want her to leave. Wouldn't want to allow her leave, actually. Casually, he leaned his chin on his hand, elbows placed on his knees for support and turned a blind eye and deaf ear to her swallowing and shaky voice.
As far as he knew, she didn't have a clue what was going on inside his head and what was worse was that he didn't know either. . .what was to come, was coming.
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Post by Charlotte Loper on Apr 29, 2007 11:59:14 GMT -5
She blinked, "Tense, me, no, of course not...?" she blurted out, a little too loud, and quickly. She never her eye off of him, just in case. In case of what? What was she exactly panicking about? He hadn't done anything, and as he said, it was just a joke. "Trust? no, I trust you," she stated, a sharp pain, ripped across her as she said it though, as if, she was lying, forcing herself to say it.
The sun, seemed to have dimmed at this point, it wasn't late, so there was no apparant reason to why it had.
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Post by Tyler Dias on Apr 29, 2007 12:10:23 GMT -5
The light in the room dimmed, with clouds that clustered and covered the sun, supporting the atmosphere coincidentally.
Taking no further notice of the weather, he narrowed his eyes sceptically and began shaking his head, leaning back in his chair simultaneously.
"no....doesn't sound like you do and yes, anyone with eyes can see you're tense....so, what would happen if i did do something? "
It was like he was going to interrogate her but never accept any of the answers she gave, scaring her alittle more, deliberately.
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Post by Charlotte Loper on Apr 29, 2007 12:16:18 GMT -5
She was still making her way towards the door, trying not to make it obvious however. After listening to his words however she stopped herself, "Did something?" she gulped, "Like what?" she questioned. She was taking quick gasped of hair. Waiting for a response, she stood as still as possible, stunned.
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Post by Tyler Dias on Apr 29, 2007 12:26:46 GMT -5
"Anything...? Something, Somehow, somewhere.. could be anything right? or do you even have a preferrence as to what it be?"
This was just impossible, he knew she wouldn't but toyed with it since she stopped and seemed surprised.
He saw her fingers creeping to the edge of the door, her body being so near to the sole exit of the room, slipping away from him. Making a bothered face, he didn't ponder over the situation and stood up in a smooth hurry to be in her way of departing, waiting for her to back away automatically, unless she would stand in defiance against him.
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Post by Charlotte Loper on Apr 29, 2007 12:48:55 GMT -5
Charlotte watched him rise and head for the door. Maybe it was obvious she wanted to leave, she let out a little squeal. She was hadn't been this scared in a long while. She looked at him, "What's happened to you?" she questioned.
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Post by Tyler Dias on Apr 29, 2007 12:58:57 GMT -5
"Happened to me? I told you, something's happening but ..."
He winced and looked away from her, placing his hand against his temple and forehead again as another shot of pain seeped through. It didn't feel like the pain from before, but it never did often and he thought it was just a sharp jerk of recognition and realisation for the 'something' that caused him to be like this.
That something he was having trouble facing and couldn't deal with; something beyond this world and powerful. He didn't want this but his will was only substance at this point because this persona had taken over and the real him was just echoing that he didn't want turmoil in any way.
"You can tell can't you?...I can't explain.."
Following this, his voice quietened due to the inner war and struggle while he leaned against the door, stubbornly intent on keeping her with him, here.
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Post by Charlotte Loper on Apr 29, 2007 13:14:23 GMT -5
Charlotte gulped repeatedly. "Well, it's hard not to notice, I mean, one minute you're jolly and such, then next you're all different," she stated, a little stupidly. "I mean, do you want to be alone?" she suggested, it was almost a plead. He was still rested on the door, she wanted so much, just to rench him off and then escape.
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Post by Tyler Dias on Apr 30, 2007 9:40:42 GMT -5
"Hah, what if i said no?
Would you want to run away from me more than you do now?"
He was trying to test her and leaned against the door coolly, knowing full well that she wanted to go and pry him away.
That was only if she dared though, and he was confident she wouldn't want to try, but the chance given to her made him extra careful as he reached a hand behind him to fidle with the lock while she could see it.
The other hand in his pocket was now gripping the end of his wand, in case of an emergency that meant he was forced to use it, though tt would mess things up alittle if she made him so he did think of trying to avoid it, needing it.
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Post by Charlotte Loper on Apr 30, 2007 12:55:45 GMT -5
Although his words seemed a lot calmer now, she was still frightened. Why was he keeping her there? What had she done? "Well, it wasn't as if i was begging you to let me leave, it was just that, you looked ill, and wanted to be alone," she lied. She was desperate to escape at this point. He was fidling with the lock, she gasped slightly, almost wanting to grab it and pull him away. Her eyes were wide, at all times, she was watching him.
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