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abyssdressing2008-08-27 01:02 am
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[With the old lock on his door broken, Ion brought a new lock and some tools to install it by himself. He will not ask for anyone's help, but it was clear that he doesn't know how to install it. He was not smiling as he usually does. Maybe his facial muscles became tired or maybe a part of him was not processing normally like it should for normal children. Whichever the case, it doesn't matter. He eyed the new doorknob in his hands, speaking to no one in particular.]
. . .I understand perfectly. Maybe that's it. I understand. Yes.
[What he didn't said publicly was "But they're only trash", only having thought about it.
In other words, you're free bother him.]
. . .I understand perfectly. Maybe that's it. I understand. Yes.
[What he didn't said publicly was "But they're only trash", only having thought about it.
In other words, you're free bother him.]

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Whatever that is, it has to die.
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I'm still your master, am I?
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Do you still think of me until the day you die?
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You were still in my thoughts, even then.
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That's good. . .and it'll be okay.
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[OOC: Maybe this is the last time I'll play Ion.]
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[ooc: I saw your post. It'll be sad for Ion to go, but I don't blame you. Just take care, kay?]
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[OOC: Also, I don't feel welcomed here, so it's better if I go and don't come back.]
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[ooc: I...think I can understand where you're coming from there. I won't say anything on the matter here, but if you want to talk about it, I'm available on AIM and you can always send me a PM on my personal LJ.]