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JOsiah shook his head"Nevermind."
Patrik gave Farrow her orange juice.
((Ohhh whose thoughts??))
Emmy gave Salem a lopsided grin. Salem had that way of getting into Emmy's head and saying all the stuff that she didn't know how to.
Emmie wrote: ""I'm partially schitzophrenic.""
((dunno yet. It just struck me and I wanted to bother Salem more cause it's fun.))Farrow smiled and said thanks.
Damien was still suspicious but practically clueless.
Salem smiled back, her mind somewhere else for a second, somewhere that was almost peaceful. Until that peace was shattered by a vision so real she could feel it. The smile faded from her face and her hand clenched on the knife, her other pressing on the blade to keep herself from using it on somebody. Blood dripped from the wound there but she couldn't feel that. She only felt what happened in the vision. She Saw, she Heard, she Felt. It was terrifying.
Declan looked at her and nodded" I hate my family."
Josia's vision doubled breifly and his head hurt. He shook himself out of it.Emmy Grabbed Salem's shoulders and kept the pressure off the knife
"Salem!" Emmy said loudly
"Mon ami, what is wrong?" Damien asked.The knife slipped from her grip and to the ground. She fell to her knees and her eyes snapped open, not silver any longer. There were tears and almost as soon as it had happened, the vision began to fade.
Declan looked at her"No, that wasn't enough. Most kids hate theor families, I wanted mine dead."
Emmy went down with her
"Hey, Salem." She said to her wanting a response
Dani frowned. She felt horrible for him.
Damien smacked Josiah's forehead like the V8 commercials. "what happened?"Salem choked up and then cleared her throat, raising her gaze to Emmy. "Em..."
Declan laughed"How awful does that sound?"
Josiah glared at him
"Hey! What was that for?"
"Salem, talk to me. What just happened?" Emmy asked looking at her.
Emmie wrote: "Dani frowned. She felt horrible for him."
"You went all weird." He shrugged. "What happened?""I don't kn- I Saw something, Em. But it was different...I Felt it...I didn't just See and Hear it this time...I Felt," she shivered and closed her eyes. "I feel funny Em. So funny.."
Declan laughed "How awful does that sound?"
Josiah focused in on him
"My head went all weird. I can't really explain it."
((Josiah's now zeroed in on Salem...))
Emmy looked at her and rubbed her shoulder
"What was it Salem? What did you see?"
((This is so cool/interesting/fun...))Damien frowned. "That's weird. Maybe you need meds."
Salem whimpered, "I can't- I don't r-remember, Emmy." Not anymore, you don't...but you will. Again with the thoughts. They were in her head but she knew it wasn't her.
((Yes it is. I'm enjoying it))Josiah rolled his eyes
"Shut up Damien."
Emmy's eyes looked her up and down
"We should go home. I don't like that this gets all interfered with here."
((same :D))"I'm serious, dude."
Salem noticed her hand. Oopsies. She stood up, wavering only a little. When her eyes --silver again-- landed on Gawain she flinched. "I'm sorry," she apologized to both he and Emmy. "I ruined your visit."
((:D))Josiah shook his head
"Dude I'm fine, seriously."
Emmy shook her head an dsmiled a little
"No, hun, it's fine. Don't worry."
Gawain smiled at her
"DOn't worry Salem, it was a pleasure to meet you."
"Fine. Whatever you say." Damien shrugged. He heard clattering and then he checked his cellphone. "They're here," he murmured. Turning to Farrow and Patrik he said, "If there is anyone here who isn't supposed to be fighting, you should get them out. Now."She smiled for their benefit and nodded. "It really was cool to meet you, for however brief."
((Sleep is calling! Night ladies! <3))
((goodnight! my pillow was beginning to eat me so I knew it was time to go...olo. ttyt))
Nephilim {Hannah} wrote: "Declan laughed "How awful does that sound?"
Josiah focused in on him
"My head went all weird. I can't really explain it."
((Josiah's now zeroed in on Salem...))
Emmy looked at her and ..."
Dani looked at him. "It makes them sound pretty cruel."
Patrik looked bored "You want more of your men dead?"
Josiah shook his head
"You should leave here Patrik."
Gawain nodded at her
"I hope you feel better, and I hope to see you soon Tatts."
Emmy grinned
"You will. I'll talk you later."
Declan shrugged"I don't know how else to paint them"
Farrow sighed dramatically. "What about the kid?"Damien looked up. "They're here...most of them, that is."
Salem picked up her knife in her uninjured hand and held it loosely, tapping it against her leg.
Declan ordered another beer and drank it quickly."Any more secrets?" Declan asked her
"Waverly? She's with Liv. They went out for the day." Patrik told Farrow
JOsiah nodded "You should leave too Patrik."
Emmy moved her bag up on her shoulder
"Let's go." She created a portal infront of them.
Dani thought about that. "Well, my dad and sister are dead, but that's not really a secret."
Farrow rolled her eyes. "I knew that, Patrik."Damien nodded. "Our people are here."
Salem readjusted her bag and nodded, stepping in.
"Well I was just saying you asked." Patrik shrugged Josiah nodded
"They'll have to wait."
"Guys, I'm not going to let you kidnap them."
Emmy followed Salem walking into the middle of the living room.
"Hey boys. And Farrow, what are you doing?"
"I was asking them."Farrow sighed. "Why do you guys feel the need to kidnap them?" she fumed, acting bipolar.
Salem sat down on the floor when they got back.
Emmie wrote: "Dani thought about that. "Well, my dad and sister are dead, but that's not really a secret.""
"Salem." Josiah said immediately "Emmy what happened?""She cut herself on the knife she bought."
Declan shook his head
"No it wasn't, but it's still awful."
Salem laughed quietly. "That makes me sound clumsy, it's new. I like it." How about we stick with that story, Em?
SOunds good to me "What you can't be clumsy?" Emmy said
Josiah looked so broken when Damien set the order.
"Well I haven't been since practically....ever," she grinned.Damien gave Josiah a sharp look.
Salem noticed it too, "What's wrong, Josiah?"
Josiah shook his head"Nothing Salem."
Emmy looked up at the boys. Patrik was staring at her, Emmy was confused.
"What's going on?"
Declan looked up at the celing
"My turn right? Uhh...."
Dani nodded and waited. ((*evil British accent* I KILLED YOUR FATHER! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA! sorry, I couldn't resist.))
((it's Irish hun))Declan sighed
"There are things I wish I couldn't remember."
Salem frowned at him. "Liar."Farrow looked like she was about to cry.
The windows shattered.
((Yes, I know, but the way I said that in my head was with a British one.))Dani nodded. "I know what you mean."
"It doesn't matter anymore." Josiah said barely moving as the glass rained down around him.Patrik had been confined to his spot by JOsiah's Shadows. He couldn't move or speak.
Emmy sheilded her face with her arm.
"Again?!" she yelled
Salem cursed mildly and stood up quickly, a shard of glass slicing her cheekbone. "What the hell?!" She spun to Josiah, at first ignoring the people who came in through the windows. "You knew!"
Josiah closed his eyes "I told you! I told you and you ignored me!" he yelled blood speckling his skin.
Emmy's eyes flashed black
"You said nothing about this!"
"I said they weren't going to stop! They have to have you two! I TOLD you!" Josiah yelled his eyes flashing entirely silver
Patrik couldn't believe they were ignoring the 100 plus men that were pouring through the doors and windows.
Salem spun around, feeling sick at the feelings tugging in her chest when she looked at Josiah. She held her hands in front of her, inches apart and palms up. How do we all fit in here? Fire flared above her hands, twisting and writhing. Salem threaded her fire with wind and sent it flying at the first onslaught of people.
Emmie wrote: "((Yes, I know, but the way I said that in my head was with a British one.))Dani nodded. "I know what you mean.""
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"Oh trust me, she is," Salem shot Emmy a meaningful glance. "She just has the same issue as me when it comes to admitting that." Because having something to be grateful for means you needed something in the first place. Need. What it comes down to. She shook her head; it wasn't her thinking these things.