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| Post #1 Oct 25 2012, 08:38 PM | Wackman |
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Wade was a mess. He couldn’t stand it. The last few days were horrible. He shouldn’t keep throwing himself to his patients, and being friendly to them. Rarely has it occurred that the friendship was returned, but now this one had made it worse. He couldn’t sleep. He hasn’t slept for several nights now. His heart was constantly pounding and it was keeping him up at night. He needed to get his mind out of it; Booze helped but it ultimately made things worse. Sex was not an option; he`d get attached to her only for his heart get broken and his state getting worse. He needed someone; anyone to get him out of his darkness. He couldn’t do it alone…. He wanted to call Miri, but… Instead… There was someone else. Wade paced his office, the phone remaining on his desk as he glanced at it as he moved back and forth. Emily? Should he call Emily? He was frightened by that prospect. He felt the cheek where she had given him a kiss, and his heart tugged as his mind tried to ease himself. It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss He repeated over and over again… “Come on Wade…” He said to himself, trying to get words out, make them real. “It`s nothing sexual. You just want to talk, have a good time. There`s no way she`ll want a pathetic lonely runt like you, and you’re too cowardly to make a move of your own. Nothing will happen, just call her…” Wade said as he moved to the sink, and let the water flow. He looked at it. “Come on Wade. It was just a kiss. She dressed that way to show off her scars. Even if she did get you drunk and invited you to her room; nothing happened. You already failed. There`s no 2nd chance. No risk of sex.” Wade`s eye twitched. He wasn`t sure if this was making things easier or worse. He started wiping his face with the warm water. “Just get it through your thick head, nothing will happen, and she promised you friendship. You need her…” He turned off the water and walked over to the phone. He stopped as he reached for it. He was scared. Wade was the sort of man that could face down a dragon, tackle a ghost for someone else; but when it came down to this… He was scared. He could feel his heart panicking. He wanted to see her. He took the phone and started dialing her number. It felt like weeks were passing in-between each number. Right as he was getting to the last digit, a sourge of panic ran through to his body and he slammed the door shut. He leaned against his desk, looking down shaking his head. “I can`t do it!” He said loudly as tears came rolling down his eyes. “She was just being nice! She didn`t mean any of it! I`m just pathetic! What kind of man cries?! I should just… admit it! I`ll just… be alone… No woman in their right mind would ever want to be tied down to me!” He sobbed, his shoulders shivering as the emotion was overpowering him. He let go of the phone as his trembling hand rose above his head and slowly formed a fist. He started slamming his fist down at the deck with all of his might, feeling the sting with each hit. Stupid Stupid! STUPID! Three hits. His hand began to glow to heal the damage. He couldn’t keep living like this… He… wanted it to change…. “I… just… want to be with her…. I don`t care if she will never love me… she seemed like a nice sweet person… I… want to be around that…” He picked up the phone again, holding on to the small glitter of self-confidence as he dialed her number once more. It rang on the phone, and the fear was wrapping itself around his heart. “Hey, Emily… It`s… Wade… A-a-are you free tonight? Do you want to –h-hang? I mean… w-w-w-with me?” He gulped. |
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| Post #71 Nov 7 2012, 04:47 PM | Wackman |
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Wade nearly let out a yell of surprise as she grabbed his hand, and dragged him out of the club. He couldn`t help but blush at how brazen she was; it was…. kind of nice. They immediately reached the car, and Wade opened the door for her, and Wade informed the driver to take him back to his place, and be on standby. Wade was dying inside. He was going to take Emily to his place, not just his office, but his… place, place; the area where he would normally sleep if he was normal. He never hung out up there… Oh wait! He left the huge mess before he left! He didn`t think he`d invite her there! Much less have her accept it! Wade`s heart was beating fast, and he was sweating. He tried to calm himself down. Oh, and he forgot the bottle in the club… He forgot his bottle at the club! The ride felt like it took weeks. He ought to try small talk, but he said nothing the entire ride. Why was he so tense? Nothing was going to happen, they were just going up to his room and they were going to… “So this is where you sleep Wade? It`s so bouncy and comfy” “Wade, I`m kind of cold…. Hold me” He shook his head furiously trying to get that fantasy to stop playing. Not going to happen! It wasn’t going to happen! They finally arrived, and Wade got out of the car, and led her out. He walked up to the metal door. The sign he left up, was still there. He froze. “Wade, I`ll be your nurse okay?!” Wade shook his head again. Gah! This is why he should never stop talking! “Well, here we are my office!” He said as he pulled the door open and stepped in. He walked in the middle of the office area with arms wide open. “Well, not as glamorous as yours put… It does the trick. What do you think?” |
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| Post #72 Nov 7 2012, 05:06 PM | Tyrade |
| Was he sweating? They did just go dancing, perhaps he was more tired than she thought. His office was a bit discheveled, but she really didn't mind. It was cozy, it gave more of a home feel than her room did. It seemed so much more lived in. Then it hit her, blood. The smell of blood was strong in here, fouled and fresh. Her hand went to her mouth, nearly throwing up. "Oh my god, is this where you treat your patients? I can't breathe, let's go up stairs." |
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If every serial killer is someone we least expect, are we safest around those we expect will kill us? In use characters Peter (NCPD) Axel (VG) Emily-(Y) Caitlyn-(NCPD) Miranda(Triads) Michelle (N/U) Dead/ Shelved characters Tinya-adopted (N/U) Amber-deceased (S) John- had a happy ending (HT) Trinity-deceased (T)
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| Post #73 Nov 7 2012, 05:55 PM | Wackman |
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Wade blushed beet red as she said that. Wait… Hum… Go upstairs?! But… this was just their first date… Wade was so drowning in emotion. He shook his head remembering what they were here for. They were here for tapes, and if the smell was bothering her, then it would be better upstairs. He rarely ever went upstairs. It was probably still very dusty. Wade nodded. “A-a-a-alright, I have a bathroom upstairs” He said as he opened the door revealing the stairs that led upstairs, and…. His leg sank in the stair. He forgot about the hole he made earlier. He let out a yelp. “Gah! Damn it, I forgot about this!” He said as he took out his leg again. He looked down at the hole, and then at Emily. “Here give me your hand” He asked as he was going to help her over the hole. |
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| Post #74 Nov 7 2012, 06:27 PM | Tyrade |
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"Oh my, are you alright?" She asked, checking to make sure he was okay. "Has that always been there? You can't have anyone fix it?" She took his hand, stepping over the hole with ease. "That looked like it hurt quite a bit, and that hole has a strong smell of blood. How often do you hurt yourself at home?" Her voice was a bit humored, teasing. She wasn't making fun of him, more trying to brighten the mood. When they got upstairs it looked very... underused. The bed sheets were perfectly pressed, and everything seemed to have a fine layer of dust over it. Where did he sleep at night? It made her curious, but she wouldn't push it. "So what should I be looking for?" Edited by Tyrade, Nov 7 2012, 06:34 PM.
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If every serial killer is someone we least expect, are we safest around those we expect will kill us? In use characters Peter (NCPD) Axel (VG) Emily-(Y) Caitlyn-(NCPD) Miranda(Triads) Michelle (N/U) Dead/ Shelved characters Tinya-adopted (N/U) Amber-deceased (S) John- had a happy ending (HT) Trinity-deceased (T)
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| Post #75 Nov 7 2012, 06:57 PM | Wackman |
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« Aye, I`m fine, don`t worry. Just a flesh wound” He said lightly as he knelt down and healed the slight bloody cuts on his leg. He chuckled again. “Good as new” He said happily as they continued upward. He was a bit embarrassed as he scratched the back of his head. “That… actually just happened. Not now, but before I went to pick you up. I`ll have someone come and fix it, no worries.” Her next words stung him right in the chest. He suddenly had a montage of him getting hurt playing in his head. The numbers of time he`s fallen in and down the stairs, nearly getting buried when the content of the closet fell over him, nearly knocking himself out stepping out of the shower and hitting his head on the side of the car… and that was just today! He once went to get his scalpel, and cut himself open pretty bad… “More than I am ready to admit” Wade responded back with a weak smile. “I swear, I think my brain knows I have these hands and it just stopped caring about my well being…” He said with an exaggerated sigh. Wade walked inside before her, and looked around. He turned back with a smile full of embarrassment. “Well… A box…” He said. “If you find a box with like… they look like books, but are very thin, that`s my DVD collecton. I also have a player somewhere…” He looked around. The thing that wasn`t mentioned before, in the “kitchen” area is where he kept most of the junk. There were just boxes and boxes, and all of them unmarked. Wade sighed again… “I also think I kept something stashed under my bed….” Wade didn`t need porn.. .but… he probably… oh gawd… He just remembered. In one of the unmarked boxes was just.. a box stacked with porn, magazines, dvds, games just… full of them! Where… where… Emily shouldn`t find that! He looked at his bed. “I`ll look under my bed. Oy, don`t be shy just open any box and see what you can find. If you see something you like, you’re welcomed to it!” He said happily to her, his face turning into pure dread when he turned around, hoping he made the right decision. |
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| Post #76 Nov 7 2012, 07:07 PM | Tyrade |
| "Oh, alright then. As long as you get it fixed quickly, that looks dangerous." She listened to his instructions, looking through the boxes. Shoes, old clothes, some books that were actually books. One box she found buried in the closet had some magazines in it, a woman wearing a sheet on the cover. She opened it up, but rather than being embarrassed she looked at it with curiosity. "So that is what a woman's body is supposed to look like?" She said, looking down her dress. "Are mine normal?" |
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If every serial killer is someone we least expect, are we safest around those we expect will kill us? In use characters Peter (NCPD) Axel (VG) Emily-(Y) Caitlyn-(NCPD) Miranda(Triads) Michelle (N/U) Dead/ Shelved characters Tinya-adopted (N/U) Amber-deceased (S) John- had a happy ending (HT) Trinity-deceased (T)
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| Post #77 Nov 7 2012, 07:32 PM | Wackman |
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Wade had knelt down to get what was under his bed. There were several shoe boxes down there. He placed them on his bed and opened them. He was going to need to mark all of the boxes eventually… or give the stuff away, this was ridiculous, maybe ask Big Momma for a storage space… then again… She`d probably want something for it… Eh… He shuddered at the thought. He sighed as he opened on of the shoe boxes. Oooh, Wade`s eyes brightened. He found some jewelry. They looked so pretty and sparkly. Emily would love these. Wade picked up a pearl necklace, who gave this to him? They couldn`t be real, they had to be fake. Then he heard Emily`s words. Wade literally froze with his mouth wide open, he clutched the pearl necklace as hard as he could. “No No No No No No No No No No” He repeated over and over in his head, and he slowly turned around. She possible couldn’t have found it. His eyes would`ve popped out of their socket were it possible when he saw Emily holding a magazine… His eye was twitching furiously, he wanted to escape. He imagined jumping out of the window, and just running away. There were other cities in Japan, he`ll just start over, no biggie, nothing really important here. His mind and his body were entirely disconnected, as he got himself up and walked toward Emily. Each step hollowed dearly and shook his heart. W-w-w-w-what did she find?! It could’ve been something else… His mind was desperately trying to pound out of his head, and so was his heart tugging in the opposite direction. He was sweating as if even the water he had inside of him was trying to escape. “What did you find?” He asked. For Wade that sentence lasted months. |
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| Post #78 Nov 7 2012, 07:36 PM | Tyrade |
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"I think I found one of your anatomy books. It is a book full of pictures of women's bodies, study material? I suppose you do need to know a lot about people's bodies to be able to take care of them. Does it show any insides? Or is it just the outsides?" She frowned when she couldn't find anything further detailed. "Not really something I have to study, I can just look in a mirror, right?" She said, setting it back in the box. "Being a doctor is so interesting..." She said as she wandered off to keep looking for the dvds. "Oh! I think I found them!" She said, pulling out a box of old movies. "Is this them?" |
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If every serial killer is someone we least expect, are we safest around those we expect will kill us? In use characters Peter (NCPD) Axel (VG) Emily-(Y) Caitlyn-(NCPD) Miranda(Triads) Michelle (N/U) Dead/ Shelved characters Tinya-adopted (N/U) Amber-deceased (S) John- had a happy ending (HT) Trinity-deceased (T)
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| Post #79 Nov 8 2012, 11:40 AM | Wackman |
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Wade was beyond shocked; it felt as if his soul was literally outside his body, and his heart had exploded in his chest. He didn`t know what to say… Would he dare to explain that it wasn`t exactly study material, but… porn? And even if he did say it was porn; he feared he`d have to explain it too, or would he lie, and hope the subject never springs up again? Lying to Emily…. It was the wrong choice, but his body couldn’t take saying the truth…. His mind was going at the speed of light trying to determine the best course of action. Jumping out the window seemed like a much more interesting solution; but Wade didn`t want to run… To start it off with a lie… He couldn’t lie, he didn`t want to, but…. Was he just saying the truth because he knew he`d feel horrible and wanted it out in the open so they`d deal with it instead of just him? Was he trying to turn lying into an act of martyrdom? No! The truth; he couldn’t lie. It would be wrong; she might even hate him, but it was better than to lie and find out earlier, and really… it was just dusty porn; even he hasn`t looked at in in years. Why look at porn when you had access to the Hotel`s girls for free? “Eh… well not really doctor books, anyone can buy them. It`s just their bodies and their outsides. Ehhh… and bit of the insides” He answered her first queries carefully. It felt as if he was walking on eggs. He just closed the box of porn. Her mirror comment really sparked his imagination… picturing the sweet Emily doing those lewd poses…. He saw her body, so the image in his head was actually quite accurate, but he shook his head trying to get them away. He walked over to her and looked at the box of DVDs. He peered inside and smiled. “Aye it`s them! Do you have a dvd player and a TV in your place? I`m sure I could find one of each here too” He said as he took the box from her grasp, but it was kind of heavy, and Wade didn`t have any sort of super strength, and he dropped it straight on his foot. “Gah!” He screamed in pain as he took his foot, removed the shoe, and the sock, and healed the wounded limb. “More… then I care to admit…” He said with a sigh, a callback to when she asked how often he healed himself as he healed his wound. |
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| Post #80 Nov 8 2012, 01:49 PM | Tyrade |
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"Odd, looking at pictures of naked women just seems so unnecessary if you aren't a doctor." Emily's mind was stuck on the fact that those books were simply something a doctor needed. "But I suppose other people might be curious as well. I've never seen a boy naked, I haven't seen a lot of things actually, but since I'm not a doctor I don't think I'll need to any time soon." She shook her head. "I have no idea really, I never knew what one was until now. I have a tv, but I can't figure out how to turn it on..." She said blushing, embarrassed she was still so uneducated. "I never really needed one before, so I never learned." She looked up at him, a bit concerned. "You don't think I'm dumb, do you?" |
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If every serial killer is someone we least expect, are we safest around those we expect will kill us? In use characters Peter (NCPD) Axel (VG) Emily-(Y) Caitlyn-(NCPD) Miranda(Triads) Michelle (N/U) Dead/ Shelved characters Tinya-adopted (N/U) Amber-deceased (S) John- had a happy ending (HT) Trinity-deceased (T)
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