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Post by Dina Doo on Oct 13, 2012 14:52:24 GMT -8
He was quiet for a moment, lost in thought. It seems like everyone suffered that night, not just Scotty and littlest brother. "But.." Sam spoke quietly. "It's not all your fault.. that something like that happened. It's okay, you didn't lose him." Sam smiled. "I'm sure he's waiting for you to go to him, maybe~ You should learn to be more optimistic~"
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Post by clouds just clouds on Oct 13, 2012 15:53:43 GMT -8
A smirk tilted Edmund's lips. "Yeah. Maybe. But it's hard for me, seeing as so far, everyone I've kept close and lived and treasured... They've... Died." His cracked crackled on that one word, but he cleared his throat and glanced away. "Other than that, yes. I've tried my best to make sure the weird ass brothers are safe. Tried to make Cyril stop selling his body. I tracked him down last night and threatened to shoot his ballls off if he tried again... But it's all for his daughter. Still. I have more than enough money..."
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Post by Dina Doo on Oct 13, 2012 16:09:08 GMT -8
Sam's smile died away a little bit but it was still there, just small. "I know you said you are helping then but I think they are helping you too, Edmund." He giggled quietly, going to lean his head against Kaleb because it was late and he was tired but he didn't want to stop talking to Edmund because Sam was afraid this would be the one and only time he could ever be able to talk to his father. "Do you like having people who need you, Edmund?"
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Post by clouds just clouds on Oct 13, 2012 16:21:36 GMT -8
Ah. Such questions that made the man pause, think and realize things for himself. Edmund couldn't help but give a smile. This one was tiny. But, it was a smile. And maybe, it could be heard in his voice. "Ah, Samm... I guess... I guess I do. I...." I miss... "A part of me misses..." His voice stopped dead there and he didn't finish, looking out of the window. Maybe Sam could guess the rest. "I haven't really been finding any reasons to keep myself breathing, lately... but... I guess they offer it. And, now... you do too."
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Post by Dina Doo on Oct 13, 2012 16:51:40 GMT -8
This made Sam quite happy. He smiled brightly once more, and this was apparent in his voice. He couldn't believe he was someone who was helping his father. "I'm really glad I can help you too, Edmund!" Even if the others will hate me when they find out. "Does this mean you want me to keep calling you?"
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Post by clouds just clouds on Oct 13, 2012 17:05:59 GMT -8
Edmund blushed and glanced off to the side. "E-Eh..." He smiled down at his lap and blushed more deeply at the second question. "Uh..." Clearing his throat, he carefully said, "I wouldn't mind if you... if you wanted to call me. I would answer... when ever I could." He fiddled with his shirt and cooled his blush. Translation: I would like it very much. "Do what you want... Sammy."
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Post by Dina Doo on Oct 13, 2012 18:52:01 GMT -8
Even if it wasn't physically possible, Sam's smile grew even more out of happiness and joy. He no longer felt that lingering doubt. "Really? I can? Thank you, Edmund! I'll call you-" He paused however and frowned just a bit. "Well, I don't want to call you all the time and be a bother... When.. when and how much would you prefer me to call you?"
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Post by clouds just clouds on Oct 13, 2012 19:06:41 GMT -8
Another smile was hinted into his words, "Sam, I am hardly busy. Really, any time you would like, as much as you would like. But I can't promise if it is four in the morning I will answer. I sleep like a bear." Closing his eyes, he drenched himself in the happiness of Sam's voice, as if he will never hear it again. "Sam..." Edmund whispered very softlyn "This might be early to say... For myself too... But I am afraid you will get hurt..." Translation? Well: I love you.
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Post by Dina Doo on Oct 13, 2012 19:21:58 GMT -8
Sam let out a cute giggle that only someone like Sam could pull off. "Well, now we know the reason littlest brother sleeps like a bear trying to hibernate~!" He continued to smile brightly. "I'll be careful, Edmund, I promise. I won't get hurt, Scotty and Kenneth and Kaleb," he went to lull against the latter, smiling up at him. "Will make sure I don't hurt myself. But, you take care of yourself too cause I want to be able to talk to you."
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Post by clouds just clouds on Oct 13, 2012 19:29:34 GMT -8
Edmund smiled again, but it dropped. "I'm surprised all of you don't sleep like bears, Sam." A small, very small chuckle left Edmund. "It's okay, I have a Mafia gang leader, a prostitute and a retard to watch over me, and Rex that sore ass." A growl came from the corner of the room and Edmund just smirked lightly. "I will try and stay safe, Sammy."
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