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Post by bryce on Sept 19, 2008 19:34:28 GMT -1
There was simply no logical explanation for what was going on. How could this woman be physic? He had always thought palm readers and those old physic ladies on tv were crazy and now he was forced to believe in the truth. Obviously if he could hear her in his mind, she wasn't lying. There had to be a simpler way to find out than this.
Bryce had never been one to believe in the old crackpot stories his mother crazily rattled off. Though he never had any evidence of it, he had always suspected her of doing drugs; the reason why she was claiming things about his father living in hell.
Panicking, Bryce turned slightly, looking at all the other citizens present in the room. No one else seemed to understand what was going on. He turned back to her, terrified. Something was up if he was the only one who could understand. "What...what am I?" His voice trembled slightly, wishing he could wake up from the nightmare he was experiencing.
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Post by ~Autumn Walker~ on Sept 21, 2008 18:04:03 GMT -1
Autumn did not know how to answer that question, she was in a bind again, putting herself in a full on, head aching situation. She folde dher arms across her chest as if protecting herself from something, what she had no idea.
"You're...." Autumn trailed off and shook her head, "Look...I cant tell you...I mean i can..but...after i tell you everything changes and i can not be held responisble for that."
What was she doing? had she not learned, telling some one they were a nephilim never went well. She rolled her eyes at her own thoughts and shrugged some more.
"You're the offspring of a human and a fallen angel."
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Post by bryce on Sept 25, 2008 2:13:58 GMT -1
What the hell was she talking about? Things were going to change? Bryce had always thought math in high school was difficult for him but this girl had justed confused him on a whole new level. All he had expected was to come out for a drink, perhaps flirt with a few pretty girls.
Upon hearing her, Bryce nearly choked on air. "What?" That must have been what she was saying earlier, Nephil or Nephilim or something like that. A hand ran through his hair, a soft growl rumbling through the air. "Are you saying that I'm some freak of nature?"
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Post by ~Autumn Walker~ on Sept 29, 2008 18:27:07 GMT -1
"Depends on how you look at it," Autumn replied to his comment about being a freak of nature, "There are hundreds like you, so you're not exactly a rarity..." She brought her hand up to her lips, and began to fiddle with her bottom lip. She wasn't sure she was comfortable now talking to a nephilim about being a nephilim. She wasn't exactly an expert on the situation. How did she always get herself into these sorts of situations?
"Look, you're human, always will be, you just have...part fallen angel in you...you have free will...so whatever you become is down to you..no one else."
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