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"We'll do our best," she stated, though secretly she hoped she could just ignore the cat's problem. Weren't there enough people in The World with issues of their own? Shortly, she found herself out of the church and gating out of the lake. Once through, Tsuyuna glanced around to see the town of Mac Anu. "So, why are we here?" she asked in curiosity to Edin.
Hawk was beginning to feel bored now. Not even the administrators had tailed him today. "Somethin' must be up. Just what?" he wondered. Personally, he did not care. If someone was causing the corporation problems, he was glad. They deserved it after all the trouble they had, and were, causing him. He was considered an "outcast" by them -an uncorrectable player who seemed to constantly be breaking the law. "They only chase me down 'cause of that stupid -!" Hawk could not even convince himself to bring it up. What happened in the past stayed in the past. The lady died and that was the end of it. Why were they so desperate to found out about her? Was it not painful enough for him to see the one person who had ever cared for him die before his very eyes, or did they have to ignore that fact like the heartless people they were? "They're jus' power-hungry. So damn power-hungry..." he grumbled as he hit the log off button. Stepping back from his computer, he plopped down onto his bed. Derek glanced out the window. "Still raining," he muttered. It had been like that for days. His apartment now seemed gloomier than ever. The only things he had to keep him company were his posters, his computer, and a bookshelf. The only book that lay on the bookshelf, though, was an old, worn out manuscript. It was hand written in ink and dust covered every inch of the fifty or some odd pages. Though it may have seemed near worthless to any onlooker, to Derek Radcliffe it meant the world. It was the one thing that his "mother" had left him after she had passed away so suddenly in a car accident. As he gazed at the book, he slowly drifted into slumber, dreaming of all the tales the woman told him when he was a very small child.
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2007 6:20 am
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2007 8:34 pm
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