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Ｂｕｔ ｗｅ＇ｒｅ ｊｕｓｔ ｔｏｏ ｄｉｆｆｅｒｅｎｔ．

          Ｉ ｍｅａｎ， ｙｏｕ＇ｒｅ ｄｅａｄ．

[nervxsus-blog]

ＨＯＭＥ - ＡＳＫ - ＡＢＯＵＴ

[streetxcatarchive]

          “Treat me t’lunch for the                  lessons an’ y’got a DEAL, bub.”

[nervxsus-blog]

     “As my other plans were cancelled          I don’t see how a lunch could hurt.             That sounds quite all right.”

[magicxecustos]

      “You’re not crazy, sir. You’re just       of a different mindset. There’s       nothing wrong with that. As am I.       Normalcy is overrated, after all.”       Sheri smiled warmly, showing him       the title. “Sense and Sensibility.       It’s a favorite of mine.”

[nervxsus-blog]

    “Normalcy is overrated? Hm, I      haven’t heard anyone say such      a thing before. Most of town would      say normalcy is the way to survive.”      He gave a deep sigh, thinking over      her words. How a stranger could      make him think like this was strange      in itself. “As is mine! It has a fine      line with its flaws and perfection       which I love.”

[nervxsus-blog]

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      “I suppose I am not the only        one fond of late night strolls?”

[cxrpusnymphe-archive-blog]

           ❝ Him ? Oh I doubt he’s following you                   around, he’s always in my head.                  I hope he isn’t troubling you … ❞

[nervxsus-blog]

     “Oh, of course not!        I find it that it is I that       seems to be troubling him.”             Well it seemed to be that way with              most of her little friends. There wasn’t             much he could do at this point.

[hxshereyes-deactivated20171015]

     “Or perhaps someone alive is still        holding on to them and they’re trying       to find them. What sort of interactions       have you had? Are you a medium?“

[nervxsus-blog]

      “Not a medium, just someone who        has experienced a unfortunate string        of events.” 

[nervxsus-blog]

 teresatheimmune:

“It’s alright, don’t worry - I don’t bite. Yes, I’m new around. A transfer student, in case you haven’t noticed my yankee accent.” She joked around, trying to lighten up the mood. “My name is Teresa. Teresa Agnes.”

     “Ah, yes. The accent was evident from the start       yet I haven’t found those to be something that       separates one student from another. We’re all       about to learn,” he smiled at her, a small chuckle       escaping him. “Teresa? That’s a lovely name.        I don’t believe I’ve actually met a Teresa ever        before so your name will be unforgettable. My       name is Victor Van Dort. It’s a pleasure to meet       you.”

[leijxna]

      “Not… anymore. They do hurt        occasionally, but not, like…         they used to.              One of the perks of being              partially dead is not feeling              much pain.”

[nervxsus-blog]

       “Partially dead? Not fully?         I don’t understand quite why         but partially makes me want          to give a sigh of relief.                               However, I did not know such a                   thing as partially dead existed other                  than a mortal going into the land of                  the dead.”

[magicxecustos]

      “It’s not destruction, I think. It’s wear.       A book can age just like any person.       After time and time again of being read,       being experienced and interacted with,       a book just looks older. Gets to be more       worn.” She mused, holding the closed       novel gently in her hands. “Yes. It is.       It’s very precious to me.”

[nervxsus-blog]

     “Perhaps it is just I that thinks differently.       At times I believe I may just be the crazy       one, deem everyone else to be sane.       You’ve got the opinion of the norm, so       to say?” Victor gave an airy laugh in        return, his hands together at the center       of his chest, fumbling about each other.      “What is the title, if I may ask?”

[xmoriar-archive-blog]

    “Well…perhaps if you were to give me your    name, sir, it might not be so very bad.”

           Despite the light-hearted nature of her words,            Melanie’s cheeks tinge pink. It had been quite            some time since she’s spoken to a man close            to her own standing, she’d rather forgotten            herself.

           Perhaps she ought to stop sneaking out to see            Lawrence quite so frequently…

   “Unless, of course, you’d like to give the      saloon a try instead.” And that, she rather      sincerely doubts, though the sparkle of      amusement in her eyes isn’t at all unkind.

[nervxsus-blog]

       “That I cannot disagree with. I have always         found names to be such petty things at times          but they separate the normal from the wicked.”                  Victor’s head tilted slightly down to look at her, a                  faint smile on his lips. Back home he had never                   been one for conversation. People found him to                  be timid and weak, yet ever since his family had                  run into a bit of money people were dying to just                  become acquainted with him.                 He wasn’t a fan of those people. Yet this girl didn’t                 seem to have any sort of interest in that.       “For your tone I must ask. Is the saloon a place        you’d like to go?” He chuckled, a slight nervous        hint in his voice. These were new things. He        would have to experience the world at some time        or another. He just wasn’t sure when he was ready.   

[nervxsus-blog]

ooc;; hello everyone!!! im sorry for my sudden absence. my laptop kinda just crashed and refused to turn back on and ive been busy with work. however im getting a new laptop this weekend and will be back on this account! thank you for the patience :)

[streetxcatarchive]

              “It can unlock all        basic key locks, yeah.  Not        exactly made for safes and        wha’not.    So no, not quite        everything, but all of a lock        of a certain kind.”

[nervxsus-blog]

       “Really? That certainly would         come in handy. Can you perhaps         teach me?”

[nervxsus-blog]

      “Each time I wake I feel as         if I am a stranger to my own        life. Is that normal?”

[hxshereyes-deactivated20171015]

      "Well, then maybe it’s a spirit. Old manors        like this have lots of them. What do you think        it wants?“

[nervxsus-blog]

     “I’ve had my fair share of interaction       with the dead and I would like to call       it a curse and a blessing. It may have       some unfinished business to attend       to on this Earth.”

[streetxcatarchive]

                       “Oh, this?  It’s…           Uh…  –s’called a picklock.           Y’can use it t’unlock doors           and such.”

[nervxsus-blog]

     “I haven’t seen one before.       It sounds like it would be        helpful if I was ten years old       once again. Does it unlock       everything?”

[magicxecustos]

      “Sorry? Oh–” She realizes that       the novel in her hands is being       held at an alarming angle and       corrects herself. “I apologize.       I meant no harm.”

[nervxsus-blog]

      “It is not me you must apologize        to but the book itself. People say        the more damage a book displays        the more it is loved but why destroy        something you love?” Victor knew        he must have sounded pretentious.        He couldn’t help it when a book         was being bent out of shape. “Is it        a favorite of yours?”

[xmoriar-archive-blog]

  “Ah.”

             She takes only a moment to mull over her              options. Surely, the saloon would be far too              overwhelming an option for a newcomer,              which left…

   “If you’ve little else to do, you could accompany     me home. I’m quite sure there ought to be     something there.”

                 A brazen suggestions, perhaps, but                 her father couldn’t be angry to find her in the             company of a respectable-looking young man,             after all. Hopefully.

                And besides, she really can’t resist the lure of                 some form of company, not when her days are                 so often lonely.

[nervxsus-blog]

      “Accompany you home? Miss in a way        that could be slightly inappropriate...”                                   Victor bit his bottom lip, quickly looking in                  all directions to see if anyone had heard                  their conversation. It would seem ludicrous                  for him to walk a woman home, especially                  one he had just met in a town he had never                  been to before.                  Yet that’s what hit him. A town he had never                  been to before. With his luck he wouldn’t be                  here again, nor would his parents have to                  worry about gossip.     “If you’re all right with that, I’d be happy      to.  Only if you are absolutely sure you      think this is a good idea. Walking home      with a man with no name so far.”