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Post by Kanchana on Jun 18, 2010 2:10:24 GMT -5
Ceylon's eyes watched her every movement, noting that she didn't look that dangerous, actually she seemed kind and caring. Maybe even loving. "Please, call me Ceylon," he said gently and a smile hinted at his lips. "I know of your....past...but I wont hold it against you," he said just as quietly. "Everyone deserves a second chance, if one is wanted," he said with a shrug. He stood awkardly, waiting for a reply and remembered she had mentioned daughters. He smiled slightly at the thought, he loved kids.
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Post by Jenny Night on Jun 18, 2010 2:16:48 GMT -5
Maya I shook my head sadly, looking at the ground unhappily as he spoke. He should hold that against me like everyone else. “Why look for a second chance when you know that no one ever seems to want to trust you? Why want a second chance when you know you are just going to ruin it again? I know that is something that it would be hard for you to hear from me, but it is the truth. Never has my life gone good since I was thirteen years old. I do not deserve it. Nor do i want anyone's pity." None of my words were spiteful, how could they be. No one shoudl know me that way. No one ought to give me that chance. I would rather die then get that chance again. "The amount of people I've had a hand in killingmake the idea too repulsive, that is for a second chance."
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Post by Kanchana on Jun 18, 2010 2:26:00 GMT -5
He listened to her little rant, suprised by what she said. "Miss," he said after a moment "I believe anyone can have a second chance...everyone at least deserves one." "Maya...I am Lieutenant Major Ceylon Andrew Richards," he said sighing at the long title "do you know how many people I have killed? Or ordered to death? Killing someone else to save someone I know?" "Maya..I know what it feels like, and I do not offer nor give you my pity, but I offer you a chance," he said and shrugged slightly. "The choice is yours to give it a shot."
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Post by Jenny Night on Jun 18, 2010 2:37:56 GMT -5
Maya Lewis I raised one eyebrow at the things he said. "It is not because of the things i have done that killed people and I killed a lot as a Major General. That is why I got that name from you all, though I know it does do me justice in a way. I nearly went up to the same rank as you, only i shot it down and shortly after I was dismissed from my place in the army for something that was unfair. Not to mention there were other things that went wrong and though I love my three daughters very much, they were one of them."
I sighed. "I have shamed my whole family, so a second chance is not something I deserve. There are many things i have done kworing. Many that none shall know."
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Post by Kanchana on Jun 18, 2010 4:07:01 GMT -5
Ceylon shrugged, it wasn't his choice it make. "If that is what you wish to believe," he said after a moments pause and remembered that he had just met this girl. His eyebrows rose slightly at the mention of 3 daughters, but still didn't comment on them. "Hai un fuoco nello stomaco se si è madre di tre figli, senza soldi," he spoked slowly in her native lanuage and smiled slightly. "If you will allow me, would you like to get a coffee?" he asked, wanting to get to know this strange, powerful being.
OOC:
Hai un fuoco nello stomaco se si è madre di tre figli, senza soldi.: You have a fire in your stomach if you are a mother of three without money.
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Post by Jenny Night on Jun 19, 2010 20:43:47 GMT -5
Maya
There was something about his request that completely rid me of my anger and frustration. Something about him made me want to have a second chance. Maybe being in this country would provide that. I owed them a lot and I knew that. Maybe rejoining the army here would be a good idea? They would likely shoot me though as soon as I gave them my name.
"They are the most wonderful things for me to have in this entire world, Ceylon. If I cannot keep a roof over my children's heads, then who am I to have them?"
I sighed. "I apologise for speaking to you in that way. It was wrong of me and I realise that now.” My knees shook for a moment and I struggled to steady myself, fighting against the tears I knew threatened to spill.
“I have to home school my kids, we have no money and no house any more. I lost it, several months ago. My girls were thrown out of the preschool they were in because I had not the money to pay for their next term of school.”
I sighed. “I had to find a place for us to stay and though I work three jobs during Monday to Friday, it is not enough to pay for the things we need. My father will not help me, he cares not for me, and hates the girls completely. If things do not get any better soon, I fear for my children.”
I sighed. “Still I push on to get the money and am still paying the rent off on the house I was so rudely kicked out of. Ten dollars an hour is all anyone will pay me, because of my feared alias."
"However I will come and have a coffee with you, though it is not wise for me to spend what little money I have on such things."
OOC: 321 words
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Post by Kanchana on Jun 19, 2010 23:06:54 GMT -5
He listened, taking in every beautiful yet sorrow filled word that poured from her shapely lips. He noted the tears that sparkled behind her eyes, threatning to cascade over her cheeks. He took a somewhat shy step towards her, resting a large hand gently on her shoulder in comfort. Something called to him, telling him to get to know her. He didn't speak yet, but gave her a small sad smile. "Do not fear for your children, for they have you as a parent..." he said quietly and removed his hand before thinking. "My own family...is big...I still live at home, for I get sent to the field ever few months after I rotate back home..but I just bought an old place...," he smiled lightly at the memories "I would be happy offer you half of the house..it has 5 bedrooms...though it needs quiet a bit of work..." "Come, let us have coffee and we can talk more of it," he said lightly, for the middle of a forest was no place to speak of such things.
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Post by Jenny Night on Jun 20, 2010 3:25:56 GMT -5
Maya I did not flinch away when he touched me, which in itself was a rather strange thing for me. Usually I did.
"I know what that's like having to keep leaving and coming back, not really knowing if you'll come home or not. I've had that feeling before myself, I usually got sent to do things that stealth was needed for and some of the time well I barely made it back home."
I smiled though, then looked at my mare. "Go home," I told her. The mare catered off through the trees. "She knows the wany back to where i live with the kids."
I shook my head as I started to walk towards one of the running tracks again. I knew that we would have to run on it, seeing as no one liked to have to go off the track to get around someone walking. I sighed and stretched a little bit. "I might come a take a look," I added.
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Post by Kanchana on Jun 20, 2010 4:06:17 GMT -5
Ceylon walked with her at a brisk pace, matching his stride to hers with a practised ease. He noted that she didn't pull away from his touch, but he decided not to push his luck and continued walking with her. He pushed away thoughts of the field, trying not to remember the face of every man he had killed. "You are more than welcome to," he said quietly as they came upon a main road. "There's Rossy's if you wanted to go there," he offered, gesturing to a quiet cafe across the road.
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Post by Jenny Night on Jun 21, 2010 1:50:27 GMT -5
Maya I thought about that as I spoke. It would be nice to have an actual real roof over my head again, and it would be even better for my girls. They needed a real home, not the makeshift cave, winter would be here soon and any bears would be going to the caves to hide away for the colder months. We would freeze to death during the winter.
I looked across at the cafe and as we got closer I saw the owner go to the door and shut it, locking it. I sighed and turned away. "How normal that reaction is for me. Sure they'll let me in there when I'm working but when I am not they cant have a care in the world and don't want me there."
My shoulders slumped. I was used to roughing it in the winter but not my girls. Too many deaths had happened for me to really care anymore about the war still going on between my true homeland and this one. I was still watching over this land, and no Italian knew that I was even here.
All of a sudden I remembered one of the meetings I had been in before I was discharged permanently from the army. "Oh crap," I muttered, stopping where I was. "I just remembered one of the things that was being planned before I was removed from the army. Sadly I helped to make the plans for it, and i guess right now it is a god thing as you all wont eb taken by surprise. You see while I was there they were planning a sneak attack on the border on Queensland. We all know that there is the least amount of soldiers here, therefore it was the place chosen. We also know that most of Australia's soldiers are in Iraq at the moment. That we know from my translation skills."
I groaned. "They are still planning this even as we speak. I managed to find away back onto their broadcasting station though I am all the way across the ocean. I cant let them sneak up on any of you. It's not right, seeing as I live here now! I may have sworn not to reveal things like this, but now that I am no longer in that army I do not think my oath still binds me."
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Post by Kanchana on Jun 21, 2010 2:23:34 GMT -5
He sighed sadly, resting a hand gently on her shoulder in comfort and nodded sadly to Rossy. He knew her well, but not well enough it seemed. He listened to her as he would one of his elders, as a soldier would. He was a staight forward thinker, things happened and that led to a direct responce but he planned well. "I see," he said after a long pause, eyes seeming distant as he thought. He snapped back, looking at her and blinked. "You truly want to help us?" he asked "become one of us? Or at least help us?" He rubbed a hand on his forehead, pressing his thoughts into his head and sighed. "If you want to...I can take you to the base, you will be safe with me," he murmered and met her gaze. He was respected and anyone with him, no matter who they were, would be hurt in his presense.
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Post by Jenny Night on Jun 21, 2010 2:29:49 GMT -5
Maya I sighed considering that. If I would be saef with him then there was no doubt i should do this. "Of course I want to help you. I may even join you never know where my mind will eventually take me." I smiled at him. "I'm the only one who has information you cant get from anyone else. No one of my old people are bribed easily into telling things they shouldn't but I see no harm in this."
I thought for a moment. "If what I remember is correct then they are already on their way here. So you only have about a week or two. Before they land!"
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Post by Kanchana on Jun 21, 2010 4:15:11 GMT -5
He nodded sharply, as if taking it as an order and gestured to the black ute not far from where they stood. "We can go now...where are your daughters?" he asked, not wanting them to be somewhere alone for they didn't sound to old. He removed his comforting hand from her shoulder, letting it drop awkardly to his side and blinked as his gaze returned back to the forest. "Are they in there?"
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Post by Jenny Night on Jun 22, 2010 18:38:48 GMT -5
Maya "They're never far from me." I chuckled as I heard one of my girls giggle. As if to answer that, three little girls ran out to me. All of them looked a lot like me, and their appearences were identical. Only their eyes were different. One had blue, another was green and the third was grey. All of them had golden hair like mine.
"Here they are. These are Lily, Jenny and Lana."
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Post by Kanchana on Jun 23, 2010 2:17:35 GMT -5
He chuckled as they appeared, his eyes going from the girls to there mother. They all looked so much like her, who ever there father had been...they didn't have much of a say in the looks. The only difference were the eye colours. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Lily, Jenny and Lana." he said, bowing slightly and pulling something out from behind his back. It was a simple hanky, white-grey in colour and he showed it to them before stuffing it into a curled fist. With a quick movement, he opened his hand to show nothing and chuckled at there faces. Closing his hand once more, he tapped his knuckle once more and opened it to show three flowers. Each one the same colour as the girls eyes. "For you," he said, handing it to them before pulling another one from behind Maya's ear. "And for you." He chuckled lightly, knowing it was simple magic tricks. Not anything like the real stuff.
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