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Post by katniss on Apr 22, 2012 14:21:31 GMT -5
Katniss was excited to hear him sing. She loved music. She guessed she blamed that from her parents. Her parents use to sing her to sleep every night after they had brought her home from the hospital. Her father even taught her to play the guitar when she was three. She listened to him sing and though she did not recognize the song, but that artist she knew, and she enjoyed it very much. She danced in her seat has other people stopped to listen and dance as well. Afterwards, she wished she was as confident has he was. Maybe next time, but it was as well, she wouldn’t do it without scripting. Its always better to be prepared, then not at all, or at least that what she thought.
Kitten, that’s what her father always called her and no one else, but she was not going to say anything about that. He looked sad and when he told her that the watch was a final gift his parents gave him, she made a sad little sound. “I’m sorry…” she began. She knew how he felt. She had been very close to her father. After his death, her mom sort of went back in time (in the mind) to the 70s and is now considered a hippie, not really caring what Kat did, where she was at or really worrying about anything. It was sad but grew use to it, and learned to take care of herself, which was a big deal when you were 8.
She didn’t say anything, but followed never the less.
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Post by vinceryder on Apr 22, 2012 15:00:30 GMT -5
Vince just slowed down to let Kat catch up to him. When she did he took her small hand in his and kept on walking. All joy and happiness from his face was gone now as he walked down the street. Every few minutes he would look at Kat with a sort of loving look like she was his savior. He then squeezed her hand gently as they neared the cemetery. As he walked he began to speak in a monotone voice with only the smallest hint of grief in it not even looking at her.
"You know, I have been alone for a long time. I wandered alone to search for what else was left for me. I have the rangers now, and I have you but...before that the only companion I had was the nightmares and the guilt for not helping them more..saving them. If I had been stronger I could have saved them."
Vince then went quiet as he walked them to the grave site. A few minutes later they stood at two graves that read Martha Ryder and Jack Ryder. Vince just squeezed Kat's hand as tears began to silently stream down his cheeks.
"I never even got to say goodbye...no matter how much i sing or dance or protect people..i know it could never bring them back...Kat..thank you for not abandoning me.."
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Post by katniss on Apr 22, 2012 15:53:26 GMT -5
Katniss may have been small, but she was quick, and she followed him. As she walked, she skipped some, out of habit; she was just generally happy. She held his hand and they walked in silence, something she didn’t like, so she hummed a song to herself, not really care if he or anyone really listened. She did this until he spoke, and walked then.
“You didn’t know though. It was not your fault.” She replied sadly, hanging on his arm slightly, which didn’t matter cause the girl was practically 90 pounds by the way she looked. Kat did know how to respond at first. “I think everyday should begin with a smile, then a laugh, and end with a dream.” It was one of several random things of Kat, but she didn’t care. She smiled up at him, the thought made her smile, so she thought that would too.
When they got there, she watched his face. Not really thinking, which she doesn’t usually anyway but that’s beside the point, she wrapped her small arms around his torso, which she could barely reach, since she was so small, to give him a side hug. “I am sure they would be proud of you,” she replied in a slight whisper. She stood on her tip toes, and gave him a slight kiss on the cheek and stood there next to him in thought. She took a flower that was in her hair, that she found on the way, and placed it in the middle of the two.
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Post by vinceryder on Apr 22, 2012 16:45:12 GMT -5
Vince just smiled gently at Kat when she began speaking her sweet but random words. Vince felt his feelings for her grow more and more as she hugged him and kissed his cheek. He looked down at her and slowly put his arms around her waist and hugged her close and kisses her forehead. He then petted the back of her head and looked her in the eyes. No words came to mind as he held her for a minute as he thought about the right words to say to her. He just decided to wing it.
"I have something to tell you. I promise. If you will have me I will be the best boy friend ever and keep you safe. I will be your white knight. Together we can heal our wounds. Together we will face any challenge."
He then hugged her tightly and spun her around quickly and held her. This was the beginning of something beautiful and wonderful. Vince now had someone to fight for. He had Kat.
(finished)
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