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Subject: .:.You've stolen too many already.:.

Author:
Zeth

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Date Posted: 16:41:23 01/19/11 Wed
In reply to: Lucian 's message, "let me steal this moment from you now" on 22:32:47 01/18/11 Tue

The thing about the twins was that they enveloped themselves so thoroughly in shadows, that the darkness had to come from somewhere. If you knew where to look and what to find, you could see the slow ebbing of shadows leaving the room to cling to twin's frames. Zeth had just shut the microwave door when he saw the thinnish tendril of black seep away from under the sugar canister and spiral, crawl, and retch through other melting shadows to find a crack in the window to squeeze out.

Zeth watched silently as each shadow ebbed away and pooled under the window, crawling over each other to fit through the splintered glass. Zeth followed one lazy tendril to the window and peered out, the glass reflecting the annoyance in his chiseled face.

And there he was. Only visible because he allowed himself to be. His lips moved in a mockery of request and Zeth's gray eyes glowered. He shoved back his reply on the tidal wave of darkness that Lucian had called to him. we can speak downstairs

And Zeth pushed back from the window and crossed the loft to exit to the lower level. His warmed Cup o' Noodles cooled forgotten on the counter as the front door smashed shut. The darkness downstairs had been beckoned too but Zeth swam through the waves of it with ease, ignoring the snarling of shadow creatures hidden to him. He stopped, before the door, and waited to meet whichever Twin had come.

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Subject	Author	Date
can't ever have too many	Lucian	17:54:23 01/19/11 Wed
.:.You can have too many of mine.:. -- Zeth, 11:13:30 01/20/11 Thu we can make more -- Lucian, 12:33:50 01/20/11 Thu .:.No thanks.:. -- Zeth, 13:57:33 01/20/11 Thu father + son bonding -- Lucian, 14:28:27 01/20/11 Thu .:.I should have had safer fun.:. -- Zeth, 14:46:10 01/20/11 Thu danger makes is 10000000 times better. -- Lucian, 15:52:35 01/20/11 Thu .:.No thanks.:. -- Zeth, 18:41:35 01/20/11 Thu