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Subject: Voices

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Emi

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Date Posted: 03/ 8/05 12:51:54am Tue

Emi was in her room, pacing. If anyone was standing outside, they would hear her talking to someone. But it was only her voice coming from the room.

"I didn't actually thing that would happen. I coulda stopped both of them."

"What could you have done? Honestly?"

"I don't know. Something. Now there's a greasy smear in the streets."

"Well at least you know he can defend himself."

"Yea, but he didn't need to go so far.."

"I don't think he intended to. From his reaction, I think he was more horrified than you were."

Cyrus cracked opened the door and peeked in. Emi was standing next to her bed, looking in her mirror while talking to herself.

"He's here."

Emi turned, and the image of herself in the mirror didn't mirror her. There was a double pair of Emi looking at him, and he blinked. But as soon as he did, all he saw was Emi, and the reflection of the back of her head was all that was seen in the mirror. Her hair swayed lightly in her long ponytail, then she sighed and took her hair down, letting her silvery white hair fall down to her knees. Her gaze was soft, yet impartial. It seemed like there was something she wanted to say to him, but was unable to. Her black tipped white wings twitched, and she just stood there looking at him.

"...what?" was all she could manage to say to him before she started brushing out her hair.

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Subject	Author	Date
voices? Welcome to the back of my head!	Cyrus	03/ 8/05 1:13:50am Tue