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Post by Caleb on Nov 24, 2008 20:08:19 GMT -5
"Mica, I'm fine. Chill out." he said. He could sense her worry and didn't want her to worry about him anymore.
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Post by micaylah on Nov 24, 2008 20:19:20 GMT -5
“Caleb! Don’t tell me to chill out! You’re the only one I have in my life and I don’t want to loose you!” She jumped from the horse at the house and tied her to the rail. “Now come on and let’s get that arm casted.” She stared at him as she waited. “While I cast it you can tell me what you saw when you fell.”
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Post by Caleb on Nov 25, 2008 11:09:03 GMT -5
"I saw my death and Jens. I saw you and another looking on while I was about to die." he said simply. He let her cast his arm, hoping that she didn't try any tricks to ease his pain.
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Post by micaylah on Nov 25, 2008 11:54:10 GMT -5
Mica listened as she carefully casted his arm. She knew better than to try to ease his pain. Her eyes grew distant as he spoke of seeing his death and Jens. She heard that she and another had been present when he died. She rose quietly, not saying anything and walked out onto the porch looking over the vast Texas sky. Her heart grew heavy as she thought about being truly alone in either world. She stared out, frozen by the prospects that she felt ahead of her. Her soul was weary of this fight. Her body tired and her will was almost broken. She felt the tear fall as her hand rose to quickly wipe it away. She didn't know how much more she could take in her life.
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Post by Caleb on Nov 26, 2008 13:58:14 GMT -5
"Calm down Mica. I don't know when it was, or if it will even come to pass." he said. He didn't want Mica scared, but she had a right to know what he saw.
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Post by micaylah on Nov 26, 2008 15:24:37 GMT -5
Mica turned, forcing a smile as she spoke to Caleb. "I'm alright Caleb, really. Everything will be fine." She walked near him and put her hand on his cheek as she kissed the other. "You need to eat and drink something. Where's the kitchen?"
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Post by Caleb on Nov 27, 2008 21:41:44 GMT -5
"Your so worried you can't even smell the meal I fixed you. It's your favorite along with the cup of tea waiting on you." he said smiling. He got up and went to the table with Mica following him. "Hope it's good." he said.
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Post by micaylah on Nov 27, 2008 21:51:17 GMT -5
Mica sat at the table as she looked over the spread he had fixed for her. “Caleb it looks wonderful.” She told him as her mouth watered. Her eyes took it all in. A veritable feast, filet mignon…rare, loaded baked potatoes, and corn on the cob. A big pitcher of sweet tea sat between them. She looked at Caleb smiling. “You are the greatest.”
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Post by Caleb on Nov 28, 2008 22:27:44 GMT -5
"I know it, now eat." Caleb said sitting down. He found it hard to eat with only one arm, but he soon got the hang of it. "You know, as bad as breaking my arm is, I think it would be worse if it were my leg, then I couldn't even fight if I had to." he said, thinking out loud
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Post by micaylah on Nov 28, 2008 22:38:09 GMT -5
“Caleb why won’t you let me try to heal it? I know my powers have been a little off since…” she stopped abruptly returning to the meal in front of her. “This is really good. You haven’t lost your touch. As for fighting…I will be your guardian until you are healed.”
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Post by Caleb on Nov 28, 2008 23:44:48 GMT -5
"I don't need a guardian." Caleb snapped. He was tired of people trying to protect him. "I'm sorry MIca, you know that I don't like people taking advantage of me when I'm hurt, and you know I hate takin charity from anyone, even you." he said shaking his head.
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Post by micaylah on Nov 29, 2008 0:34:27 GMT -5
Mica looked at Caleb as he snapped. “I have never offered you charity or pity.” She told him calmly. She rose from the table throwing her napkin on the plate. She shook her head as she walked out the door. “I can’t do this anymore. It’s all too much. Find someone else to fight and to be guardian for. The Huntress is dead to this war. I quit.”
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Post by Caleb on Nov 29, 2008 21:04:16 GMT -5
"No Mica, I'm sorry. I don't care about the Huntress, I never have and you know it. I care about Mica, my sister. I meant chairy of you giving me your energy, I don't wanna take that. Please don't leave me again, Mica I need you." Caleb said, tears running down his face.
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Post by micaylah on Nov 29, 2008 22:14:25 GMT -5
Mica stopped dead in her tracks. “It’s not charity when someone who loves you does it.” She let out a heavy sigh as her shoulders slumped forward. Mica turned, taking a deep breath as she fought to hold back her tears. She took Caleb within her embrace as she felt her resolve crumble. Her tears fell as she held on to him. “I’m sorry Caleb. I won’t go. I need you too.”
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Post by Caleb on Nov 30, 2008 11:23:07 GMT -5
"We need each other. I"m sorry Mica, your right it's not charity, but I've been alone for a long time and I don't want you to weaken yourself." he said. He grabbed Mica in his embrace and never wanted to let go.
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