[b]Tough Luck[/b]
[i]Not everything was going the greatest
Jupiter, was just finishing off a a sandwich, throwing her plate in the trash when her phone went off
Her brother was calling her, and she answers it, walking away from the lunch room and walks back to her room from force of habit
He sounded depressed, as if he just finished crying[/i]
[u]"Jup, I've got some rather disturbing news"[/u]
[i]"Well, what is it?"[/i]
[i]Her brother goes quiet for a bit, the thirty year old man was losing it over the phone[/i]
[u]"Dad, died last night..."[/u]
[i]She stops dead in her tracks, middle of the hallway
Her father, dead
The week before she planned to go see him...
Her father was in the hospital, had a heart attack
Said there was a 50/50 chance of living, said that he would be fine, would live
The doctors where wrong
She hung up, her brother knowing what was going through her mind that instant, knowing she wanted to be alone
She then walked, anywhere
Found herself in the botanical gardens of the ship, upper decks, sitting there next to a tree, messing with a flower
She remained there, hours on end, people went looking for her, but never thought of the gardens
She didn't know what to do, her father, dead at the age of 88, and her mother missing
Sitting there, she didn't know how to handle it, not even going to cry, she was shocked at the very thought of her father dying
"Remain strong, don't cry..."
She thought to herself, but, cry she did, right to sleep...[/i]
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[b]Botanical Gardens
12:58 PM[/b]
[i]Jupiter lay there, propped up against the tree, with her legs brought up to her chest, and her arms to her sides
She was asleep, her face red from crying, and her phone went off
Her brother, trying to call him to check on her
She didn't answer, caught in some dream scape, dreaming of when she was young, and her father was to...[/i]
[spoiler]Open, wake her up, move her to a proper bed, somethin[/spoiler]
English
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*she feels fur and she's nudged again*
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[b]She stirs again, cracking open her eyes as she looks at whatever it is[/b]
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*there's 2 wolves sitting in front of her one has a stone collar and blue left eye*
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[b]She looks at them both, sleep still gnawing at her, as she closes her eyes again[/b]
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*they nudge her again and the one with the blue eye talks* Are you alright?
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[b]By now, she looks again, confusion seeping across her face[/b] [i]"Wha...? You just, talked?"[/i]
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Yes I just talked....are you alright?
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[i]"Can't tell if I'm going insane now..."[/i] [b]She rubs her eyes[/b]
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Well this collar is used for subjugating demons and very often lock them into an animal form if they have one
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[b]She still looks confused[/b]
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Well forget that I guess...anyways what's wrong?
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[i]"Nothing, its nothing"[/i]
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It didn't seem like nothing since you cried yourself to sleep
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[b]She hesitates The dog thing caught her there...[/b]
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What will it take to get you to loosen up?
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[i]"Nothing will"[/i]
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Last time I checked a dog is man's best friend
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[b]She shakes her head[/b] [i]"Last I checked, dogs don't talk"[/i]
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Hey that's the best part of being a demon *they sit next to her*
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[b]She sits down again, not knowing what to do[/b]
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Don't be afraid to stroke my fur...just let me know if you want to talk
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[b]She sits there for a while, eventually reaching out a hand, and petting him[/b]
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*his fur is warm and possibly the softest thing she's ever felt*
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[b]She looks surprised, and keeps running his pelt as she sits there[/b]
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So you want to talk yet?