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Date Posted: 15:13:15 02/03/06 Fri
Author: Kyrian
Subject: Do you think I'm faking, when I'm lying next to you.. Do you think that I am blind? There's nothing left for me to hide..
In reply to: Haylie 's message, " Maybe when we're done with endings this can begin..." on 14:57:11 02/03/06 Fri

(He slept fitfully throughout the night, the morphine drip keeping him under though he broke out in a nervous sweat from his dreams, seeing the gun in his face and hearing her cry as the shot rang out like it had happened in a whole other manner. Whenever he woke, he found her at his side and it reassured him, a man who never accepted help from anyone didn't want to admit that he wanted her to care for him. Early the next morning, Skeeter had returned to take them to the safehouse that was just outside the city and was disguised as an old rundown warehouse, but inside it was beautifully furnished and well fortified. Her rental SUV had been covered with his blood and therefore confiscated by the clean up crew for detail work and evidence, and by now their superiors would be deciding what sort of punishment to deal out for his behavior and her disobeying orders - though Kyrian would never tell anyone she disobeyed him, he would let himself take all the blame. He was currently frowning as Skeeter let them into the safehouse, looking around the blonde wood and metal furnishings before he padded into the room, heavily doped on morphine and stubbornly refusing anyones help simply because Skeeter was there and he didn't really like the other man at the moment. He wasn't in a happy mood and the incessant teasing and blatant flirting was wearing on him quickly. He stood in the middle of the living room as though he didn't know what to do with himself, and the truth of it was that he had lost his train of thought and was just trying to keep an eye on Skeeter without paining himself.)

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He says he's no good with word but I'm worse -- Haylie, 15:20:35 02/03/06 Fri
- Girl you make me wanna.. be the one to start a new relationship with you.. -- Kyrian, 15:41:30 02/03/06 Fri
  - I started smokin' cigarette's there's nothing else to do I guess -- Haylie, 15:48:16 02/03/06 Fri
    - We could end up making love instead of misery.. -- Kyrian, 15:53:49 02/03/06 Fri
      - She smiled a little at his order before she let out a soft breath. She couldn't sleep, especially not around him, she would cry out, flail in her sleep, thats what had happened last time she tried and she didn't want to accidently hit him. Brushing away the thoughts, she got his pills and brought them in, sitting on the side of the bed and offering him both the meds and the water. Her hand shifted to brush through his hair softly before she kicked off her own shoes and yawned a little, still unwilling to close her eyes though she did shift to lay down on her back next to him, her eyes up on the ceiling. "You could like that your alive." She stated softly, her eyes moving over to him for a second before they went back to the ceiling. "..and you could like that I am the one stuck here with you instead of Skeeter, I think my company is a little more likeable to you then his, at least." (NT) -- Haylie, 15:58:33 02/03/06 Fri

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