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11/2/2015 5:17:11 AM
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[b]Small clasps are on them, and on the table, lay her plans and a touch sketch of what they are
They attach to her boots, and once activated, are like rocket boots[/b]
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[b]Ëlent seems confused but has two conclusions [/b] "She either wants the ability to fly.... Or the ability to... Leave....... Wait...."
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[b]He knows that if she where to leave, she would be considered a traitor, and hunted down The most obvious, and reasonable solution, was the ability to fly[/b]
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"Odd.... Hmmm if she were to leave she may be hunted down but I left without harm.. No one even cared to save me..." [b]Ëlent grabs the boots and summons an odd box full of tiny tools[/b] "Maybe this will help..." [b]After a short time of working Ëlent repairs and finishes the boots[/b] "Hmmm..."
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[b]After setting them down, they seem to be on par with what she had planned A few minutes later the door is heard opening to her room[/b]
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[b]Ëlent stands up and quickly hides in a dark corner and has stopped glowing[/b] "Dammit, oh crap my hood.." *its underneath the rocket boots*
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[b]So far, she hadn't entered the bedroom yet, although he could hear the sound of her flopping onto the couch in the living room[/b]
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[b]Elent creeps up to grab the hood but it slips knocking a cup to the floor and shifting the boots, he freezes and listens[/b]
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[b]The sound of the TV being paused is heard, and the door opens as she steps into the room Seeing the broken glass, she curses something inaudible, as she leaves and returns with a hand held vacuum, cleaning up the mess She, surprisingly, was wearing a tank top and leggings her short hair made her looks stunning, although he could tell this wasn't her normal attire[/b]
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[b]Ëlent felt a strange warmth in his chest and felt extremely confused but was at the same time hood less and worrying, it was very obviously sitting on the table and Ëlent started to glow slightly unintentionally[/b]
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[b]She didn't notice, thankfully She stood, walking back out the door to dump the trash[/b]
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[b]Ëlent quickly grabs his hood and puts it on once again hiding his face, he then proceeds to go and sit on the bed and let out a huff[/b]
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[b]Through the door, he can see her sitting on the couch, watching the a news broadcast[/b]
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[b]Ëlent hears the tv again and grumbles more[/b] "Damn... If she sees me she'll kill me and how the hell do I get out now... .... Her ,ind seems distraught.... Mmm... Depressed.... Agh annoying I can't help her because she may shoot me damn."
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[b]She remains sitting there[/b]
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"Mmm.... Screw it...." [b]Ëlent grabs the newly built rocket boots and walks towards the door, he opens it and tried not to freak her out[/b] "Hi there."
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[b]She looks over thinking it was the TV that did that at first, then sees him She practically screams, falling off the couch[/b]
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[b]Ëlent flashes slightly In alarm and flails his arms around knocking his hood off again[/b] "AGH!... A dammit crap I'm sorry idk I didn't mean to scare you but I made your rocket boots..." [b]He covers his face with his arm and holds out the shiny boots[/b]
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[i]"Why the hell are you in my room?!"[/i]
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"Your door was open and I finished your thruster boots, I knew you would freak out agh,,," [b]He covering his face still walks towards you and lays the boots in front of you and then backs up[/b] "I'm not a good person... I tried at least..."
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[b]She stays silent for a bit, but nonetheless, picks up the boots, and looks at them Satisfied, she replies[/b] [i]"Uh, thanks...."[/i]
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"No problem..." [b]stands there awkwardly[/b] "Your depression has worsened.... How come...?....."
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[i]"Things I'd rather not speak of"[/i]
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"Nor do I need to speak of dean."
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[b]Her face turns sour[/b] [i]"No, you don't need to"[/i]
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"....Im sorry you have been treated this way by everyone... I want to help you escape. I know thats what you want but... Its your lead you decide. I get this feeling every time you come by.. Sadness and empty and I would like to have been helping you... Also... ... I... ... My mask..." [b]Ëlent suddenly goes limp and you see a very quick glimpse of his face, a glow and him slamming face first onto the floor, snow white hair astray[/b]
