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((Bonne chance mon amie!))Salem laid back, pulling the end of her beanie over her eyes. Want me to sing again?
Damien shook his head. "Nothing, just a nonsense text from my little sister."
((De nada mi amiga!))Only if I get to sing one after you Emmy nodded curling a strand of hair around her finger
"You have a little sister?" Josiah asked suprised
((Oui. :D))Sure, you can do that. Salem stood up and started to walk around.
Damien nodded. "Two. One's thirteen and the other one is two. Guess who the text was from?"
You gonna pick first? Emmy asked leaning against the wall. "The two year old that stole the others phone...?" Josiah ventured
I'm gonna sing 'Hero'. You may not have heard it before...but I like it. Salem hummed the first bit and then began to sing both out loud and in her head. "You broke the silenceA break in the clouds
A ray of hope in the darkness
You dusted off the steeples
Places full of fear
Full of never ending judgment
What is love without much risk?
You were a man of great sorrow
The world that You created
Kept You at a distance
You weren't recognizable
You're the hero
We've been waiting for
You have done the impossible
You bridged the gap
You tore the veil
Almighty God in the flesh
All the plans and schemes
Against Your love would fall
In the light of Your obedience
You're the hero
We've been waiting for
You have done the impossible
A babe cries in the night
The earth shook in awe
The echos of a man's cries
The curse undone
The hero has won."
"Well, it was the two year old, but it was my aunt's phone."
((my mom's making me watch a stupid movie. I'll be back.))
((Ok I'll talk to you in a little bit))
Emmy thought then picked one song that tended to get stuck in her head"I need another story
Something to get off my chest
My life gets kinda boring
Need something that I can confess
Til’ all my sleeves are stained red
From all the truth that I’ve said
Come by it honestly I swear
Thought you saw me wink, no
I’ve been on the brink, so
Tell me what you want to hear
Something that were like those years
Sick of all the insincere
So I’m gonna give all my secrets away
This time, don’t need another perfect line
Don’t care if critics never jump in line
I’m gonna give all my secrets away
My god, amazing how we got this far
It’s like we’re chasing all those stars
Who’s driving shiny big black cars
And everyday I see the news
All the problems that we could solve
And when a situation rises
Just write it into an album
Singing straight, too cold
I don’t really like my flow, no, so
Tell me what you want to hear
Something that were like those years
Sick of all the insincere
So I’m gonna give all my secrets away
This time, don’t need another perfect line
Don’t care if critics never jump in line
I’m gonna give all my secrets away
Oh, got no reason, got not shame
Got no family I can blame
Just don’t let me disappear
I’mma tell you everything
So tell me what you want to hear
Something that were like those years
Sick of all the insincere
So I’m gonna give all my secrets away
This time, don’t need another perfect line
Don’t care if critics never jump in line
I’m gonna give all my secrets away
So tell me what you want to hear
Something that were like those years
Sick of all the insincere
So I’m gonna give all my secrets away
This time, don’t need another perfect line
Don’t care if critics never jump in line
I’m gonna give all my secrets away
All my secrets away, All my secrets away"
Josiah raised an eyebrow
"Oh?"
((I like that. What song is it?))Salem leaned against the wall, letting it burn away the scene. That's a good song, Em.
"Yeah."
((Secrets by One Rebublic))Thanks. It has a tendency to get stuck in my head
Josiah laughed
"Do you have a picture of them?"
({Hannah}) wrote: "Declan finally made his way back to his apartment bruised and bloody. That wasn't suppposed to have gone as bad as it had. Last night seemed like it was years ago."(( :'( ))
Dani got up sighing. She saw the number on her arm and it took her a second to remember the night before.
((I know right Emmie?))Declan barely made it to his bed before he dropped, he sighed and closed his eyes.
({Hannah}) wrote: "((Secrets by One Rebublic))Thanks. It has a tendency to get stuck in my head
Josiah laughed
"Do you have a picture of them?""
((Cool. I'm gonna check that out.))
Salem laughed. Good. Guess what I'm doing?
"Yeah..somewhere on this phone...well, there are some on my Facebook page."
({Hannah}) wrote: "((Secrets by One Rebublic))Thanks. It has a tendency to get stuck in my head
Josiah laughed
"Do you have a picture of them?""
((I LOVE THAT SONG!))
((Awesome :D))"What?" Emmy asked ripping a strip off the tank top and tying her hair up with it.
Josiah gave him a look
"You're on Facebook?"
({Hannah}) wrote: "((I know right Emmie?))Declan barely made it to his bed before he dropped, he sighed and closed his eyes."
((YEAH!))
Dani walked into the kitchen and took some Ibuprofen before making breakfast.
Burning my wall. Apparently my fire works on the paint, but nowhere else. Salem sighed.Damien shrugged. "Yeah, to keep in touch with my family."
Declan tried to sleep, but he was so far beyond tried that he couldn't. Dragging himself out of bed he moved over to the bathroom. He hit the hot water tap and waited for it to steam.
((Aw! Declan's hurt! That's breaking my heart!!!))Dani went through her daily activities with a hangover. She tried to make sense of what had happened the night before.
Emmy laughed"That's kick ass. I hope you write something along the lines of 'You just got your asses handed to you by girls. Put that in your pipe and smoke it you Fuck heads.'"
Josiah nodded
"THat makes complete sense."
Actually it didn't. It had never dawned on him that Damien might even have a family.
((I gtg be back later tonight))
Yeah...um...I don't swear like that, Emmy. Salem chuckled.Damien rolled his eyes. "MmmHmm."
((kay))
Declan stood in thet shower letting the hot water seep into every pore.Emmy laughed
"Sorry Salem. I wont anymore. That was my one last one."
Josiah looked at him
"What?"
Sure it was, love. Salem chuckled."Nothing."
"Well.... It depends on how badly i get pissed off as to whether or not that was my last one...." Emmy ammended shaking her ponytail off the nape of her neck. "Yeah, I'm sure." Josiah sighed
Patrik stood up and shut the Demonology book.
"Farrow, you want to eat? The other two are gone its just you and me."
She laughed out loud. That's okay. While we're here I grant you credence, she joked.Damien grinned at him.
Farrow finally opened her eyes. How long had it been that she'd laid on the floor amidsy the debris she'd forgotten to clean. "I guess."
"Thanks Salem." Emmy chuckled Josiah looked impatient.
"Can we get Emmy and Salem now? I don't want to have to be here longer than I have to."
"Alright. I'm not the real cook, Rife is so what do you want?" Patrik asked rubbing his temples and moving around the counter
Salem grinned and then traced fire flowers on the clear wall, letting them burn in different shades of pink, purple, blue, yellow, and orange. 'Course."They left Salem alone..." Damien murmured, looking through his phone for messages he may have missed.
Farrow stood up and brushed the glass off her clothes and shook it out of her hair. "Doesn't matter. Anything works."
"So did anyone come and bug you yet?" Emmy asked fidgiting."Ok so let's go." Josiah said standing up.
"Alright. Pasta it is." Patrik said taking out the Chef Boyardee equivalnent.
Not yet...but I'm getting anxious, Em. I feel...I can't explain it.... Salem paced, wrinkling her nose. Damien handed him his phone, open to a text that had just come.
Farrow smiled slightly. "Sounds good."
"Like something really bad is about to happen? THat's the vibe I'm getting..." EMmy said going still."Oh Damn." Josiah whispered
"THis is gonna be very bad."
Patrik handed her a can and a fork
"Enjoy." he laughed
"Yeah, exactly like that..." she murmured, a creeping feeling spreading through her.Damien nodded, pale. "No really."
Farrow grinned. "This is the best ever," she said, excepting the can and fork.
((What should we have happen bc if you dont know I have an Idea that'd be so intense. Only if you don't know though.))Emmy looked around, as if she could find th trouble that was aproaching.
Josiah looked up at him wild eyed and desperate
"Tell me there's something we can do."
Patrik laughed
"I know. Best easy meal ever."
((I don't know. I'd love to hear your idea. :D))I can't see it though. I can't...again. Salem flinched against the onslaught of cold that swept over her.
Damien choked. "I-I don't know..."
"Pretty much." she put the fork in and stirred it.
((Ok What do you say to Emmy and Salem in a death match? Full on mind control Death match, it works you know? They're trying to see who's stronger and what better than to have them fight eachother? All the more reason for them to want to kill Waverly and more pain for Josiah at the SAME TIME!))"Salem...." Emmy said standing still and listening.
"Don't give me that! Tell me there's something we can do!" Josiah yelled banging his clenched fists on the table.
Patrik was sitting on the table and patted the spot next to him
"I see you did extremely well cleaning." he pointed out
((That's friggin' awesome! Damn you're an evil mastermind. Our poor characters....:D))"What, Em?" Salem said, taking off her hat and shaking out her hair before putting the hat back on.
"There isn't...we can't stop it...but we have to make sure they don't kill each other..." Damien pulled on his bangs.
Farrow sat. "Well, until the last room. I just..laid on the floor remembering stuff."
((Thank you thank you!!! Ikr? They must hate us! :D))"We're in so much more trouble then we can even immagine." Emmy breathed hating the cold feeling that came through the floors and leeched on her firey temper.
Josiah was already running through it in his head.
"I can see. What were you remembering?" Patrik asked
((Yeah...Salem's getting over it because I have something happy in mind for her...sooner or later...))"What is it, Emmy?" she asked, sitting down.
Damien couldn't think of a good way to prevent a death.
"My past, other people's pasts, that kind of thing."
((Ohhh What?! *Dying to know* ))"Get up." A voice barked entering Salem's cell.
Emmy felt the electricity in the floor attack her again. She fell to her knees,
"Again really?" She hissed as the lights assaulted her eyes.
"Yes again." the man's voice said
Josiah couldn't either and it was killing him to have that be the only possible end.
Patrik nodded eating some of the stuffed ravs.
((I'll show you. :D))Salem glared at him and then yawned. "I'm not a dog. I don't take commands."
"We won't let them die, Josiah."
"Soo goooood..." she ate some more.
((Horay!))The person shrugged
"You will sooner or later."
Emmy glared and struggled to stand up.
"What do you need this time?" She growled
"You to behave."
"Yeah... not so much in that mood. I'll let you know when I am though."
Josiah nodded
"I know. I know."
Patrik laughed
(( http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=22... ))Salem stood. "Yeah, you're right, I will. Because I felt like it."
Damien nodded, tapping away at his computer keys.
"It's true!"
((SHUT THE HELL UP!!! With Who? Josiah?))((her and Nevah it'll be AWESOME!!!))
The man rolled his eyes then called
"Waverly."
Emmy heard Waverly's name register with Salem.
Like I said so much more trouble than we can even know.
"Emmeline." The man said. His voice wasn't unpleasent, it was soothing and gravley and reminded her of her father. Which made the situation that much worse.
Patrik nodded finishing off his dinner.
((Well, I was hoping Josiah. :P Who else is there?))((I know. It'll be friggin' sic.))
Salem steeled herself. Waverley? As in the Waverley she'd given a bath and read bedtime stories to? That one? Hell.
Waverley came in, her blonde hair long in her seventeen year old form. "Hello Say," she murmured, striding over to Salem, flexing her fingers.
Farrow rinsed her empty can in the sink.
((Not really anyone else. Just making sure, lol. Im quite excited))((Hells yes it will. I want to skip a bunch of months in the Mortal Instruments one once we finish with Ade's drama.))
"Crap." Emmy murmured figuring it all out.
"Yes, Emmeline, you guess right" The man said
Patrik threw his can in the trash from where he was sitting.
((ha. I'm excited too!))((Yeah. Ade's drama is...um...nothing really. :D I can't wait for this!))
Waverley flashed a glance at the man. "She's not going to let me touch her." It was a fact.
Salem sneered. "Of course I'm not, you little bi-brat."
Farrow got it out and rinsed it and then put both cans in the garbage.
((me either!!!))Emmy stood there toying with some Shadow Fire.
Patrik watched her.
The man had two men hold Salem still. "Is that good enough for you?" Waverley nodded, smiling coldly. "Of course it is." She puts her hands on either side of Salem's face, causing her to wince. "Oh, did that hurt, Say? I'm sorry," she cooed. "I'm sorry you can't handle it, sweetie." Waverley worked carefully, methodically, ruthlessly.
Salem wanted to kill her. After she was done screaming.
Farrow turned. "What?"
Emmy could hear her through the walls and in her head"I'm going to kill her."
"You may not have the chance." the man said
Patrik shrugged
"Nothing I have nothing else to focus on."
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Trying my hardest here Girlie Emmy said pacing and rubbing her hands against the spandex that she was in. The way she was dressed you could pretty much see 90% of her tattoos. The only peices missing were the ones that covered her back as well as the one that covered her stomach and chest. The black of her tattoo seemed to meld into the darkness of the room she was in.
Josiah sat back
"What is it?" he asked him