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Post by Zombie on Feb 17, 2009 17:40:11 GMT -5
Zombie walked around her room collecting what she needed to go back home. She wouldn't need a lot. Or rather, she couldn't take a lot. It was harder then most thought keeping a lot of belongings when you were running around the streets, fighting for your food. Though she did have to make sure to bring back some rockin clothes and some souvenirs.
She stretched her arms out and cracked her neck. She grabbed some other things she would need and threw them into her book bag. After looking around making sure she had everything she needed, the picture of her father and her, her iPod and her cell phone, she walked out of the room looking back at it. She heaved a sigh and took one last look at her room. She would be back to sleeping on the ground in heavy sweaters. Oh well. She closed the door and heaved her book bag higher on her shoulders.
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Post by Jean Grey on Feb 17, 2009 18:08:29 GMT -5
Jean stood outside watching Zombie. She was there if she needed her, but if she wanted to go, that was her decision.
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Post by Zombie on Feb 17, 2009 18:13:47 GMT -5
As Zombie was walking away she saw Jean. She smiled and waved, but that was it. She had made her decision and that was that. She walked down the Hall and to the door. She didn't know if she was coming back. And she didn't know if that was a bad thing. However, she did know it was good to be getting away.
Once she was outside she then realized something. How was she going to get to the airport, and where was she going to get the money for the ticket. She slapped her forehead and rolled her yes at her own stupidity. She still had to go get money and a ticket. She walked back in to book a seat online before she left again. She would just pick pocket the money she would need. That was it.
Flight book, she walked back out and waited to see if a bus would come by or something like that.
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Post by Door on Feb 17, 2009 18:18:18 GMT -5
Door saw Zombie leave the mansion. She instantly knew what was going on. And she knew there was no stopping Zombie. Door made her way to where she was standing. "Come with me" she said. Door walked up to a brick wall on the side of the house, and took a piece of chalk from out of her pocket. She drew the outline of a door, and pushed it open - they were looking straight out onto the Eiffel Tower. "I don't have to use the chalk" said Door, "but it makes it a little easier to see, especially for others. Door smiled. "All yours."
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Post by Zombie on Feb 17, 2009 18:23:40 GMT -5
Zombie smiled. That was definitely saving her some money. She could see everything she had missed so badly over the las few months. She took a big breath in and could actually smell the bread baking, Paris always smelt of Bread, and the music that was always near somewhere. "Merci mon amie!" She smiled and turned around to hug Door. Even if Door was scared of her. She was grateful for her help. And then she turned around and walked out on the the Eiffel tower. A sight she had missed for what seemed like years.
As soon as she was back Home. She knew she had to go find her freinds. Something she was happy to do. While Home, it seemed like all her worries had left her, and she was finally where she belonged. Where she could be who she was. She smiled and walked to the elevator that would take her down the the streets below, and she could join her family once again.
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Post by Door on Feb 17, 2009 18:38:46 GMT -5
Door hugged Zombie back, then, when she was through, she closed the door, and it dissapeared back into the wall, like it had never existed.
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Post by Jack on Feb 18, 2009 0:34:38 GMT -5
Jack stood under a nearby willow tree, watching as Zombie stepped through a door into another world. Or what was far enough away to seem like one. He sighed. He barely knew her, and yet her departure felt like a huge loss. He waited until the door disappeared, then turned to go back to the school.
(OOC: I'm having flashbacks from MNI when Kuro_Uchiha went to the Demon Realm and left the engagement ring for me to find instead of saying goodbye *cries* but then, I shouldn't have joined the Death Eaters, it was partly my fault. <_<)
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Post by Door on Feb 18, 2009 0:38:15 GMT -5
Door saw Jack looking at her, at the now non existant door. She waived slowly, ghost like.
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Post by Jack on Feb 18, 2009 1:46:00 GMT -5
Jack hesitated, seeing Door. He thingyed his head, then mimicked her movement, waving in a slow, listless manner. He wondered why. Maybe he was just bored. Maybe he was intrigued. Maybe he should go say something to her in greeting. Maybe not...
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Post by Door on Feb 18, 2009 9:33:06 GMT -5
Door smiled at him. She drew another door in the wall, and opened it. She stood back and held her hand out, motioning for him to walk through it.
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Post by Jack on Feb 18, 2009 14:46:24 GMT -5
Jack glanced around and then timidly walked over. He hesitated, unsure what she wanted. Was he supposed to go through? Look through? Was she going in with him?
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Post by Door on Feb 18, 2009 16:46:53 GMT -5
Door smiled and ducked through, hoping Jack would get the message and follow her. She ventured into an earthy tunnel, with plant roots dangling down. She walked on a little ways to where a couple large stones made perfect places to sit. "Thought you were the kind of person who would like a good place to get away and be alone. There are old tunnels under the gardens. This is the quickest route. At least for me. I know all the secret tunnels" she said in her smooth British accent. Door smiled.
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Post by Jack on Feb 19, 2009 1:10:01 GMT -5
Slightly uneasy, Jack pursued her, ducking even lower to fit. His eyes quickly adjusted to the dark and he found his way to her. He sat down next to her as she spoke and nodded. She had a funny voice. "It's... nice." He said in a monotone, unsure of how to compliment a tunnel. It was nice, in teh way tunnels could be. It was dark and quiet, but dry and stable. He fidgetted, unable to engage the girl in conversation. He finally ventured to ask, "Why do you talk like this?" He imitated her accent perfectly, to clarify what he meant.
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Post by Door on Feb 19, 2009 10:26:56 GMT -5
"I'm from England, London actually" she said. "And you do it very well, most people just make a mess of it." Door smiled.
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Post by Jack on Feb 19, 2009 10:30:40 GMT -5
"Thank you." He murmured, voice back to normal. London. That word. It was so familiar. Could this be another clue to his past? "What... what is London? What is it like?" Maybe he'd recognize it from her description. He wondered if she had picturesd of it. "Do you have pictures of London? What does it look like." He was surprised at how many questions he was asking. Almost opening up. He forced himself not to suddenly clam up again.
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