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“It’s not that I don’t charish anything, it’s just,” Kage continued,“I don’t have too many amazing things I remember that I can rejoice with a smile on my face. It all just went into one big blur after that day.” He slowly had flashbacks to the day of the accidents. The last words he had ever heard from his parents were “have a good day at school.” He informed, “I know others have been hurt and been like me. I lived around them.”

Lydia hung on Kage’s every word, listening to him carefully as he explained. She then thought a moment before responding. “Well, I don’t know what you had to go through,” she said. “It must have been pretty awful to make you come here now.” The beauteous lamia sympathized with him, just imagining what had brought him there. But she shook those thoughts aside and released a soft sigh. “Perhaps what happened to you made your heart cold,” she suggested. “Different people take things differently. Some will find that one event will help save them whereas that same event could make destroy another. It all depends on your view on life and how you process things.” Lydia folded her arms on the table and set her head down, searching Kage with her piercing, crimson pair. “If you want to be happy, all it takes is a simple thought. If you tell yourself you will be happy, you will be. But you must want it in order to get it. The same goes for if you want to be miserable.”

“True,” Kage responded with little emotion in his voice. “But, I have been through things you wouldn’t imagine. Things that you don’t imagine. Things that make you as a person feel ashamed. An example is when I was in school, we mocked the homeless, and their conditions. Now imagine that few days later, after you made those terrible remarks, you were the homeless. The ignored, the suffering, and most of all, the used.” Kage’s words were filled with nostalgia and disgust. Disgust of his former self.

“I’m so sorry that you had to go through such things, Kage,” she frowned, disappointed in the harsh reality of how people treat others. It was a shame that certain people found humor in mocking the ones they felt were beneath them. And that had always been one of the topics she thought on researching: Why do people act the way they do? But she never could get around to doing so. Call it laziness, if you must.

Lydia took a moment as she thought of her previous life, back when she was still a human girl. The horror of what she went through and what she never wanted to relive again. How she fought day after day to stay alive as she was beaten. Alone, terrified, used, unloved. Oh, the dreaded, long nights she’d have to work because she was so exhausted from the neglected food and sleep. And the suffered days where all she could do was pray to the gods that they would save her from such a hell. As the beauty played the memories in her mind, her eyed glazed over and stared blindly across the cafeteria.

“Maybe that’s the reason I want the life I wasted,’ Kage explained. “So that I can redeem myself from such options. But, the second time I’ll be a bit wiser.” He looked over, noticing Lydia was thinking about something hurtful. “Hey,” he attempted to converse, “there are people out there who have had much worse. Even though what you went throught was probably a damned life. Though, I cannot answer that, I have no idea what you’ve been through.”

Lolita - 20 January 2011 07:23 PM

Greg grinned when Marishka giggled & made a nickname for herself. She was so cute, he could hardly stand it. So, he huggled her—obviously enjoying the closeness—before pulling back & walking beside by side again. “All right, Miss Mari. That’s what I shall call you,” he replied with a chuckle, glad that they were so comfortable around each other. Sometimes, he felt that they were more than friends, but they’d never really talked about it. It made him wonder, though. Did she like him as much as he liked her?

The vampiress’ crimson orbs focused on the feline creature beside her. A small smirk crossed her lips before turning into a sweet smile. The way he acted towards her, she adored it. She’d even admit to adoring him. The two had been so close for so long, others had talked about how cute they would look together. Marishka would have to admit; she would definitely give it a try. Except for a vision she had. That would be the only reason she would not be with Gregory. But then again, she would not let some dream stop her from her own happiness.

After a moment of silence, she released a small giggle and looked forward. She halted in her steps and looked over to Gregory once more, admiring his stunning looks. “Tell me, Greggy..” she began, pausing as she thought of how to arrange her words. “What do you suppose the future holds for us?” This question shouldn’t be too hard to answer, for it was Ishka’s way of asking what they were to do that day, and she asked it often.

Ooc: soo sorry for my absence..