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Post by eddie on Jan 18, 2009 22:13:28 GMT -5
19 January 2009
As per usual, for a guy with almost no friends, Eddie had nothing to do. He wanted to paint, just muck around, but he couldn't risk hurting someone else. So, he decided to go for a walk, just check out the new neighborhood. He yelled out to his sister, and walked out the door.
It seemed just the same as any town, which was really quite boring for him. When he turned a corner, he accidentally bumped into someone, a girl, about his age. "Oh, I'm sorry" He said as he stood up and helped her up. "I'm Eddie"
(Sorry its so short Riley)
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Post by maiwolf on Jan 19, 2009 14:41:03 GMT -5
Riley wasn’t supposed to be anywhere today. In fact, she didn’t really know why she was here of all places. She was home, and she hadn’t been home for roughly two weeks. Thinking about home killed her. Thinking about Daddy killed her. Thinking about Elle, well that didn’t necessarily kill her, but thinking about Elle’s new boyfriend did. Riley disliked Seth just as much as she disliked Elle’s other boyfriend… Jason, James? Riley didn’t care.
But why was she home? Why in all hells was Riley home in California? Elle wasn’t home; Elle was off on Company business or with Seth. Who knew where Elle was. And yet Riley was here. Shouldn’t she have been following Sylar? What else good did Riley need to do besides follow him? What else was Riley good for? The girl sighed as she turned a street corner. There was no one here, and on a lovely day such as this, why should there be people here, anyway?
Another street corner, then another. Riley had the distinct impression that she was going in circles, though she knew she wasn’t. Another—Riley fell butt-first onto the sidewalk. She uttered a little ‘oh!’ as she fell, and glared at the boy who’d run into her. He was her age. How quaint for a boy her age to run into her. It was probably all staged, it was. The boy stood and held his hand out for her to take. Should she be stubborn and not take his hand? No, Riley decided, no, she would not be mean like that. She took his hand, got helped up, and looked at him. “Eddie.” She said, “Huh, weird name. My name’s Riley.” Then she eyed him, “Maybe you should watch where you’re going next time.”
(Date?)
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Post by eddie on Jan 19, 2009 17:28:19 GMT -5
For a moment, it looked as if the girl was going to shrug him off and help herself up. So, he was glad when she accepted his hand and let him help her. It was the least he could do, he had just knocked her over, after all. As she stood up, she introduced herself, and said his name was weird. He chuckled. "Yeah, I know, I'm named after my father, the name is about 50 years out of date" He smiled to her.
When she introduced herself as Riley, he looked at her. "And you think my name is weird" he joked, obviously, as he let out a small laugh, only to be cut off by her telling him to watch where he was going next time. "Yeah, I'm sorry about that" He said, pulling out his wallet containing a $10 note, how rich was he. He looked up the road, to a corner store. "Can I buy you a coke or something? Make up for it?"
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Post by maiwolf on Jan 20, 2009 21:33:39 GMT -5
Riley scowled at this Eccie kid. Who did he think he was? Did he even know who she was? Of course he didn’t know, he was probably normal. Normal people didn’t know about Gabriel’s exploits, didn’t know about her exploits with Gabriel.
“Well,” She retorted, “My name isn’t half as strange as yours. I bet Eddie’s just a nickname.” Then she laughed, “No, it was my fault. I wasn’t watching where I was going.” Riley raised an eyebrow, “A Coke? No, I don’t drink Coke, but you could get me some root beer.” She wasn’t about to pass up a good drink.
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Post by eddie on Jan 20, 2009 22:24:59 GMT -5
He was liking this girl, she was good to have a little joke with. "Yeah, Eddie is just a nickname, my real name is Edgar, but, yeah, as I said, its about 50 years out dated" he smiled at her. She said no to the coke, and he went to put his wallet away, but then she said that she would like some Root Beer.
"Sure thing." he said, walking down to the corner store, her following. When he walked inside, it was cool, the air conditioner was on, and it was good, nice and cool. He bought 2 root beers, and payed for them, bringing hers over to her and sitting down at one of the small little tables. "Here you go. Sorry again" He said to her, smiling sweetly.
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Post by maiwolf on Jan 21, 2009 20:23:52 GMT -5
Riley had realized that his name must have been old. Edgar. The most random name in the world. She had thought it was Edward or something. She smiled almost sweetly at him, and followed him to the store at the corner. ‘He’s okay for a normal person,’ she thought.
After he bought the drinks, she opened her and sipped at it. She hadn’t had root beer in a while. She sat across from him and frowned. “Too many ‘sorry’s. The past is past, and don’t overdo it.” She didn’t like when people said ‘sorry’ too much.
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Post by eddie on Jan 26, 2009 5:01:25 GMT -5
Riley didn't seem to like his constant apologies, so he stopped. "Yeah, that should just about do it, i guess" He said to her, laughing. She was quite an attractive girl, and he never actually just came out with asking a girl out like that. Well, this didn't really count as a date, he was buying her a drink as an apology, so, perhaps he should ask later.
"So... Riley. Do you read comic books? Do you believe in magic, like, powers, abilities. I know it sounds corny, but, I really like that kind of stuff" He said, what better way to bring it up then by sounding like a complete comic book nerd.
"I mean, I'm not a comic book nerd... I just, like that kind of stuff" He said, trying to make himself not sound as bad
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Post by maiwolf on Jan 26, 2009 21:14:56 GMT -5
Riley thought Eddie was weird. Edgar. Her mind laughed at his name. Poor boy. She could only assume what she would have been called if she were a boy. Bob Jr. probably.
Riley sipped her root beer, and coughed when he spoke of abilities. Her cheeks flushed red, and she looked at him. Did he know? No, he didn’t know. She might just be one of the most powerful enhanced humans. Probably not even Gabriel knew that much.
“Oh, no, you don’t sound nerdy. Geeky, maybe.” She said, smiling, joking. “But I do believe in abilities, at least.” ‘And zodiacs, and Gabriel,’ she added in her mind. She was the dog zodiac, supposedly. “Oh, and I read comic books sometimes, so I must be a geek, too!”
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Post by eddie on Jan 26, 2009 22:03:21 GMT -5
When he mentioned abilities, her cheeks went red, which he thought was odd, but just ignored it, and continued. Riley believed in abilities, that was even odder to him. In fact, to him, Riley was getting more and more perfect.
Now If only she had an ability of her own, and we could talk about that He thought to himself, then thought. Good luck with that, Eddie. Non the less, he decided to kind of talk about it anyway. "Really! You believe in that stuff. Woah, I would never pick a pretty girl like you to like that kind of stuff" He said.
"I... can paint things" He said to her. "I mean, sometimes its as if, I can paint the future" He grinned, knowing that he sounded like a complete idiot to her, painting the future, well, his ability was more like, painting the future that he wanted. If he wanted, he could probably paint Riley with an ability, and she would obtain it, now that would be funny.
"I have... a few times, painted things before they happen. Maybe its just Deja Vu' " He said to her.
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Post by maiwolf on Jan 27, 2009 17:58:00 GMT -5
Still sipping her drink, Riley looked at him. Odd. He was interested in abilities, too. It was then, she realized, that he had one. Process of elimination worked rather well sometimes.
Besides, anyone would be suspicious when he said he could paint the future. Riley set her drink on the table and sat back in her chair, her arms folded. She sighed and decided to show the guy what she knew.
“You’re a precog.” She said after a moment of silence. “Normally precogs can only paint the future.” Riley leaned forward then, and squinted at Edgar. She liked that name, huh. “But that isn’t all you can do, huh?” She’d lived around Gabriel too much. She knew now when people were holding things in, not telling her the whole truth. Riley laughed, “Everything can be considered Déjà vu if you think about it.”
Then she frowned, “So, judging by what you previously said, I found out about your ability. Now I suppose you should find out about mine!” Riley was evil, and she knew it. She picked up her knife—random as it was—and started to cut her wrist. It didn’t even touch her skin—but it was so close that it looked like it did touch.
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Post by eddie on Jan 27, 2009 22:14:13 GMT -5
He was shocked when she told him he was a precog. "A Precog?" he said to her, questioning, and how the hell did she know that. "No... its not" He said to her. He wondered if she was asking what else he could do. He almost wanted to tell her, but he thought he would save it, well, at least for the moment, maybe he would tell her, later.
"Whats your abili...." He said, before she pulled out a knife. "What are you doing" He said, standing up, knocking his chair backwards. She started cutting into her wrist, and he jumped, grabbed the knife and pulling her close to him, examining the wrist. "Are you ok" He said, kind of worried, and when he looked, he saw that nothing had happened, and she was grinning at him.
"Your... invincible?" he said to her, and touched her arm again. As he touched it, he felt it happening again, he was going into a trance, and in a moment he would pass out, well, it seemed like it to him. He reached for the pad and pencil he kept on him in case this happened, but, he couldn't feel it coming through that, so he moved around, grabbing a ketchup packet off the table, opening it and dipping in his finger, running it on the window, producing a red line of ketchup.
He had no idea what she... or the manager of the store, for that matter, thought of him doing this, because he couldn't see after that. When he finally came out, he was actually kind of, scared, well, more embarrassed. What he had produced, was what looked like, himself a Riley. The only thing was, they weren't just standing there, their mouths were locked, and they were, well, kissing.
"Oh..." Eddie said. "I'm so sorry" feeling kind of, well, very, embarrassed, and going VERY red.
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Post by maiwolf on Jan 30, 2009 17:51:01 GMT -5
Riley was grinning at him. She could feel the knife in her hand, but couldn’t feel it on her wrist. When he asked if she was invincible, she shook her head, “No, I’m a sh—“ She stopped, horrified, when he froze.
His eyes were growing white. He grew still, like he was zoning out. ‘Like he’s seeing the future.’ Riley thought, suddenly interested. She’d never seen a Precog’s ability in real-time. She watched as he sprang into motion. He fumbled for something, but gave up and grabbed a ketchup packet and started drawing on the window.
One a window, for goodness sake!
Riley, though, was intrigued and so said nothing. She watched lines form, and could see a face emerge. Riley leaned forward, putting her elbows on the table. Then another face formed, and she gasped, and pushed herself away. That was an almost exact representation of her face!
Worse, se was kissing Eddie.
Riley got up hurriedly, and in the process knocked over her root beer. She didn’t even like gys! And she wouldn’t like a gy named EDGAR! She pushed away from the table, ignoring the dripping root beer.
When Eddie regained his sight, she gave him a glare that not even Gabriel could stand up against. She wouldn’t have been surprised if he balked. “I don’t know who you are,” she hissed, “but I will never kiss you.” She turned on the spot and walked off the store.
(( If we want to continue to the thread…)) Riley continued down the street, and shook her body in disgust. “Ugh, kissing a guy!”
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Post by eddie on Jan 30, 2009 19:55:16 GMT -5
When he finally came out of his precog state and she started going crazy, he was shocked. Was this girl like, really anti-boy or something. He had hoped this didn't happen. He hated when his ability hurt people. Well, this one was mentally, she wasn't happy with him at all.
Naturally, she walked out of the store, almost screaming, actually, he was surprised he didn't get a huge slap across his face, not that that one hasn't happened before. But instead, he wanted to make it up to her, once again. He walked outside with her, as she walked off in a huff. He was pretty freaked when she was so disgusted about kissing a guy.
"Would you rather kiss a girl?" He asked, she didn't seem like a lesbian to him. "Riley, I'm sorry. I couldn't help it, I just, go into... a state, as you probably saw, I have no idea what I'm painting until I see the finished product, that is if I go into a state like that. If I wanted to kiss you badly enough, I could of painted it... without going into a state, and, it would just, happen, because I wanted it to. That is the other part of my ability. But I swear, I didn't do this, did you see my eyes go dead?"
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Post by maiwolf on Feb 4, 2009 0:33:51 GMT -5
Riley shivered again, obvious distaste reigning in her slight figure. She was so outraged that she did not notice him following her. And she stopped, enraged, when he spoke. Riley had to admit Gabriel was wearing off on her. She was stubborn, yes, but she never, got mad. And yet here she was, mad at a boy because he painted the future. It wasn’t his fault—she had studied up on Precogs, and knew that they couldn’t control when they lapsed. But it didn’t have to be her!
Riley turned around and considered slapping him. No, she wouldn’t slap him; after all, it wasn’t his fault. She smiled bitterly, and waved him off, “Would you rather kiss a guy?” She countered, her eyes flashing fiercely. Then she turned on her heel again, unable to talk to Edgar any longer. Ugh! How could he paint her kissing him!? Sure, she’d seen his eyes go dead, but sure, too, she knew she wouldn’t fall for any stupid trick he’d try to pull to try to get her to kiss him. It just wasn’t going to happen.
She was fourteen for Christ’s Sake! And she had Gabriel to worry about! That, in itself, was a chore, and something she didn’t want some bird-brain to ruin for her. She was conscious of Edgar still following her. What did he want now? She decided to ignore him. It was the best way. Just let him fade away.
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Post by eddie on Feb 4, 2009 0:48:20 GMT -5
As he followed her, trying to make amends, she still seemed angry. As he asked if she would rather kiss a girl, she turned around and came back with almost the same thing he had said turned on him. "Well, no, Riley. But I wasn't the one complaining about kissing a person of the opposite sex. I mean, we all do it, I don't see why you object so much, but that's just me"
He turned her to face him. "Riley, as much as... I mean, even if I wanted to. I mean, no matter how attractive I find you, I wouldn't try something like that on you, I swear. Its clear that you don't like it, I wouldn't try anything on you like that, I wouldn't, I'm not like that" He said. "Will you let it go?" He said, questioning.
Riley seemed like a really nice person, someone who could be a good Friend to him, especially since they both had abilities, and he wasn't going to throw that away with his teenage temptations to get his tongue down her throat. Not that he wanted to or anything. As he thought about this, he wasn't so sure.
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