Jordan Epsom
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I am smarter than I look
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Post by Jordan Epsom on Oct 30, 2005 19:12:37 GMT
Jordan sat down on a tree branch as he looked out towards the lake. He remembered the time him and Larissa just started to go out. "I miss her." Jordan said looking out at the river. Then the branch fell and jordan landed on his back and started to laugh.
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Post by Jesika (retired) on Oct 30, 2005 22:30:45 GMT
"Oh you do?"
A sultry voice echoed from the shadows as a cloaked figure emerged. Feathery locks framed a young woman's delicate face as a pale hand rose to mask a lighthearted chuckle. Piercing emerald eyes glared at the young lad laying on the ground through the darkness. She walked gracefully toward him, the hem of her cloak sweeping the ground, and spoke softly as she knelt by his side.
"Are you alright?" A kind but suspicious voice melted the brief silence.
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Jordan Epsom
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Post by Jordan Epsom on Oct 30, 2005 23:39:52 GMT
Jordan looked over his head. "Yeah. I do miss Larissa. I'm okay. but who are you." Jordan said sitting up
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Post by Jesika (retired) on Oct 31, 2005 0:56:17 GMT
"Larissa?"
The young woman breathed in question as she examined the youth in silver and green Slytherin robes. Her eyes took in every stitch of clothing, every inch of flesh. Not an ounce of this boy's appearance was overlooked. As if she were inspecting a meat at a butcher, her shrunken irises mirrored him with satisfaction. Painted in perfect, his portrait in the back of her whirling mind. A impish sneer curled the corners of her mouth, her motives where purely proper...for the moment.
"Yes. I do believe you'll do quite nicely."
Of course one could only guess at what she was refering to. Ever since her return from St. Mungo's she had reverted to her younger and more adventurous days. Since recent events allowed her to be with her child and beloved, she also had time to regroup, so to speak. She wanted it back...the precious weapon she so willingly gave to a recluse fawn over a year ago. The notched scythe, in all it's decadent splendor, was her signature, elegently scrolled across yards of flesh and bathed in buckets of blood. Well, it was time to retrieve it...on Hallow's Eve of all days.
"Tell me boy, what is your name?"
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Jordan Epsom
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Post by Jordan Epsom on Oct 31, 2005 20:53:56 GMT
Jordan laughed. "You know. My mom siad never be mean to a girl but..." Jordan flipped up and jump onto a tree branch like a ninja. "You're starting to creep me out. no offense." Jordan said as he kept his guard up.
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