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| Hidden Destinies; The journey of life | |
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| Pokeking | Jan 2 2010, 04:38 PM Post #91 |
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Terry said, “Let’s get going then.” He headed out of the garden and headed to his truck in the parking lot. Before he got in, he looked at the door in the sky again. I’ll be seeing you again. |
| "Occasionally -but not often- a dream of mine forms a usable fictional plot." H.P. Lovecraft | |
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| Pepper | Jan 2 2010, 04:48 PM Post #92 |
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Alaia nodded and walked beside him to his truck. She got into the passenger's seat and buckled in. She looked out at the sky and sighed. What was happening? Why was her world changing so dracistically? |
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| Pokeking | Jan 2 2010, 05:13 PM Post #93 |
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Terry started to drive home. His parents had gotten him a speaker phone gadget last year for his birthday. He set the phone in its holder, activated the feature, and dialed home. His father answered, “Terry coming home?” The boy replied, “I am father.” The Professor asked, “Your voice sounds odd. Is everything the matter?” Terry said, “I wish it was, but there’s this temple floating in the sky. I’m the only one who can see it. To others it just looks like a cloud. Silence, then “It has to be the door to your homeland. Tell me, are you heading there?” Terry said, “I am and I’m bringing someone with me whose past might also lie beyond.” The man said, “Another Icarian?” Terry said, “Not exactly, her name is Alaia. Dad, I’m just a block away. Can we talk about it once I get home?” His voice sill maintaining calmness, Doctor Carmichael said, “Yes we can. Is Alaia with you now?” Terry turned to her and to the phone and replied, “Yes.” His father said, “I’ll tell your mother to set another plate. Are there any dietary concerns?” Terry looked at Alaia and back at the phone. What should I tell him? |
| "Occasionally -but not often- a dream of mine forms a usable fictional plot." H.P. Lovecraft | |
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| Pepper | Jan 2 2010, 05:21 PM Post #94 |
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Alaia listened quietly. When Alaia looked at him, she said in a whisper "Just say that I have to eat rare meat if dinner has meat in it..I can handle most foods just...not that often...I'll be fine.." She looked at the phone and then back at Terry. She didn't want to say anything about her true self...yet... |
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| Pokeking | Jan 2 2010, 05:47 PM Post #95 |
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Terry breathed deeply and asked, “What’s for dinner?” Carmichael said, “Salmon steaks.” He replied, “Can one of the steaks not be cooked. Alaia likes food her food rare.” Carmichael slightly chuckled, “Oh, that won’t be a problem at all. I’ll tell your mother. See you when you get here.” The phone went silent as the truck got closer to its destination. Soon Terry’s house loomed before them. It was an old house, but still quite vibrant. The truck slowed and stopped in the driveway. Terry turned off the truck and said, “Well, here we are.” |
| "Occasionally -but not often- a dream of mine forms a usable fictional plot." H.P. Lovecraft | |
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| Pepper | Jan 2 2010, 05:51 PM Post #96 |
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Alaia smiled slightly. As they came to Terry's house, she nodded. She liked the house...Alaia smiled slightly at Terry before getting out of the truck. She waited for him to get out. |
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| Pokeking | Jan 3 2010, 02:17 PM Post #97 |
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Terry opened the door and locked the door once Alaia was out. He escorted her up the stairs, unlocked the door, and let her in first before closing the door behind them. There to greet them was the Professor himself: Doctor Horatio Carmichael. His face wore a visage of serious benevolence. |
| "Occasionally -but not often- a dream of mine forms a usable fictional plot." H.P. Lovecraft | |
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| Pepper | Jan 3 2010, 02:42 PM Post #98 |
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Alaia walked up to the door with Terry. Once they were inside, Alaia held out her hand for the professor to shake. "Alaia Dickinson." She was kinda nervous, since she knew she'd probably have to show him her true self. |
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| Pokeking | Jan 3 2010, 03:19 PM Post #99 |
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Dr. Carmichael smiled and said, “Welcome, welcome. This is the first time that Terry’s brought a girl here.” Terry started to blush, “Aw, Dad.” The professor said, “Don’t mind me. Please come on in. You can take off that cap now if you wish. You can take a look around, but try to be careful if you want to touch something. Anyhow, dinner’s nearly ready. Speaking of which, excuse me.” The man turned around and hurried away back to the kitchen. Terry showed her to the living room that had knickknacks from around the world. There were some items that were best suited to belonging in a museum, plates from many states and countries, and various photos of Dr. Carmichael and his wife Sophia in various locations from around the world. Above the fireplace were portraits of Dr. Carmichael and his family: himself and his wife, their three adult children and Terry. There were a few minutes before dinner so they could relax a bit before eating. |
| "Occasionally -but not often- a dream of mine forms a usable fictional plot." H.P. Lovecraft | |
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| Pepper | Jan 3 2010, 03:28 PM Post #100 |
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Alaia smiled softly. She knew she'd like Terry's family already. She nodded and decided to take her hat off. Her bandanna she left on but the hat she held in her hands. She followed Terry and when she saw the room, her eyes light up. It was amazing, all the stuff in this room. So beautiful and historic the things in this room. It was like a miny museum. She looked at Terry and smiled softly. She had always loved history. She looked down at her hand and looked at ring for a moment and then her hand touched her matching necklace. |
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| Pokeking | Jan 3 2010, 03:59 PM Post #101 |
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(ooc: So are her wolfish ears visible now? Anyway…) Terry said, “Don’t worry, you’re safe here. If father can accept me for my wings, he’ll do the same for you being part wolf. There’s a minibath next to the stairs so you can wash up. You may wash up first, then I’ll do the same, then we can eat.” Terry showed her the way to the minbpath and waited his turn. |
| "Occasionally -but not often- a dream of mine forms a usable fictional plot." H.P. Lovecraft | |
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| Pepper | Jan 3 2010, 04:02 PM Post #102 |
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ooc: yeah bic: Alaia nodded and followed him "Thank you, Terry." She stepped inside and closed the door. A few minutes later she opened the door. She was clean and happy. She smiled at Terry. |
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| Pokeking | Jan 3 2010, 04:22 PM Post #103 |
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Terry finished just in time. He heard his mother’s voice, “Dinner is ready. Get your plates and serve yourself. Alaia, I’ve put your steak on a plate already so you know which one’s yours. Terry walked towards the kitchen and took his plate and piled on stewed okra and mashed potatoes. Next to the fridge were empty glasses. On the table was a bowl of sliced garlic bread . Sophia said as she turned to Alaia, “Drinks are in the fridge dearie.” She then saw the wolf ears. |
| "Occasionally -but not often- a dream of mine forms a usable fictional plot." H.P. Lovecraft | |
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| Pepper | Jan 3 2010, 04:27 PM Post #104 |
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Alaia nervously followed Terry into the kitchen. She said "Thank you.." to Terry's mother and lowered her eyes as she saw her look at her ears. She had also forgotten to tuck her tail back in so it was moving slightly in the open air, happy to be free. She took her plate. She looked at the other foods and took a piece of garlic bread. |
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| Pokeking | Jan 3 2010, 04:52 PM Post #105 |
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Sophia Carmichael made sure everything was turned off. The Professor had already sat down in one of the cushioned chairs surrounding the oaken dinner table. He too noticed the ears as she walked into the dining room, but paid no real attention to them. He said, “You may sit anywhere you like.” Terry filled his glass with fruit punch and sat down in his usual spot next to the window. |
| "Occasionally -but not often- a dream of mine forms a usable fictional plot." H.P. Lovecraft | |
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