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originally posted in:The New Dojo
2/14/2017 12:35:15 AM
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A redheaded girl with green eyes and freckles suddenly drops from a tree, landing next to him and hugging him. Fionn smiles, surprised, and hugs back.
"There ya are, love."
Pox smiles back.
"Yup, here I am."
She kisses his cheek.
"You said you wanted to meet me here?"
She asks.
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Edited by Splashback77: 2/14/2017 6:05:15 PM"He stabbed you... I guess it was the Raze-Lighter that rid of the Darkness, but there are gaps in your memories."
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"Why did he stab me?" Fionn asks, it's obvious he's scared bybhis failure to remember.
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"Jealousy. He wants me back."
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"Oh." Fionn looks at the ground. "I... Guess tha' was part o' what I forgot then."
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"It's alright... Sometimes we forget.."
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He frowns. "I can barely remember anything..." He rubs his forhead. "I remember you... Thank the light." He smiles. "An'... I remember the Traveler. And...." He frowns.
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"You remember me.... that's what matters."
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He smiles up at her, leaning in to kiss her.
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She kisses him.
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He holds the kiss for a moment before pulling back and hugging her. "Thank you... For naw leavin'." He tells her.
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"Why would I ever want to leave you?" She asked.
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"Ya mean aside from the fact I'm a darkness corrupted mess with an evil knife and practically no memory? Face it, I'm naw worth the trouble. " He sighs, looking down at the ground.
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Pox, or Jamie, tackles him to the ground with a kiss. "Of course I will, dummy!" He says through tears of joy. He slides the ring onto her finger. The vision fades to black. [i]She was my first bearer, the one known as Pox, and the one of many I knew as friend. When she well, my blade passed to him.[/i] The Ahmkara continues.
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Pox, or Jamie, tackles him to the ground with a kiss. "Of course I will, dummy!" He says through tears of joy. He slides the ring onto her finger. The vision fades to black. [i]She was my first bearer, the one known as Pox, and the one of many I knew as friend. When she well, my blade passed to him.[/i] The Ahmkara continues.
