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aeons_crackshotShe'd been too drunk to dream the night they came in, but there's no alcohol to drown out the memory tonight.
The earth shakes, and the world is full of the terrible sound of buildings being ripped apart and the air screaming as if in agony.
The wall of white fire chases them, hunting down its prey, and Annabelle knows that no matter how hard they try, they cannot run fast enough....
The earth shakes, and the world is full of the terrible sound of buildings being ripped apart and the air screaming as if in agony.
The wall of white fire chases them, hunting down its prey, and Annabelle knows that no matter how hard they try, they cannot run fast enough....
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Date: 2010-01-26 03:49 am (UTC)"Well, most of us?" Connor takes Annabelle over to the bed so they can sit down. "Tell me."
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Date: 2010-01-26 04:02 am (UTC)She sits down on the bed without thinking about it. "I don't know if I told you that I grew up in the circus," Annabelle says with a small smile. "My mother was an acrobat, my father was a contortionist, and I was involved in nearly every act at one point or another growing up."
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Date: 2010-01-26 04:08 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-26 04:18 am (UTC)"I was damn good at it too," she says with a smirk. "Which, unfortunately upset some of my competitors," she continues.
"One of them in particular got very upset at losing customers to a freak, and drunk enough to think that acting on that anger was a good idea...." she says, expression turning slightly grim.
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Date: 2010-01-26 04:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-26 04:52 am (UTC)"It was fairly late at night, and I was alone, walking back to my tent, when he confronted me...."
One hand goes to her left upper arm, where a bullet scar used to be visible before a strange creature in the Congo tried to take off her arm. "I wasn't expecting him to shoot me..." she says quietly.
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Date: 2010-01-26 05:01 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-26 05:06 am (UTC)"I'd never felt that afraid, that small and helpless before. I knew that nobody was going to get there in time to save me, and I was absolutely sure that I was going to die..."
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Date: 2010-01-26 05:22 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-26 05:31 am (UTC)"I had no intention of going down without a fight, and I'd been damn good at knife throwing before I took up shooting."
Annabelle pauses for a moment. "I put that knife in his left eye and killed that son of a bitch before he had the chance to fire again."
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Date: 2010-01-26 05:37 am (UTC)"Likely to give him a face-full of shrapnel."
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Date: 2010-01-26 05:40 am (UTC)"The local police wrote it off as a miracle shot while a sawbones was trying to get the bullet out of my arm." She smirks, "None of the circus folk felt like enlightening them on that matter."
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Date: 2010-01-26 05:53 am (UTC)"I also know better than to ask you to not do those risky things again..."
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Date: 2010-01-26 05:56 am (UTC)"It's part of who I am," she admits with a rueful smile. She could no more *not* do those things than she could keep herself from breathing.
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Date: 2010-01-26 05:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-26 06:00 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-26 06:01 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-26 06:05 am (UTC)"I've never..." And we've achieved Defcon 5 of blush.
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Date: 2010-01-26 06:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-26 06:10 am (UTC)"I did, didn't I," she say with a small smile.
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Date: 2010-01-26 06:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-26 06:31 am (UTC)Dangerous in more than one sense, if her past is any indication.
A flicker of memory, of Thomas' mother's tear stained and angry face. She'd been trying to go to Thomas' funeral, but nobody in that town would even look her in the eye or acknowledge her existence. "You're not welcome here," his mother had said coldly, her tone venomous. "If it wasn't for you, my son would still be alive."
Annabelle had tried to speak, to say anything around the awful pain those words were causing. "I won't have the woman responsible for his death in my house. GET OUT!"
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Date: 2010-01-26 06:46 am (UTC)To kiss Annabelle and dispel the fear and hesitation, perhaps.
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Date: 2010-01-26 07:00 am (UTC)The world has always taken those she loves away from her, always. He's such a wise and gentle soul, why is he attaching himself to someone as violent, as damaged, as cursed, as she is?
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Date: 2010-01-26 07:02 am (UTC)Because he knows she was just hurt, and wants to help her heal and stop hurting.
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