by Alpha* » Sun Jun 30, 2013 6:34 am
The tall young man forces himself to breathe, to not step away ad drag his hand away. Rage is still in his shoulders but Abel kneels down becide the child, "Lucas...have you ever had a gold-fish or some other pet?" he asks, he can feel the frond in his hand tremble with the pressure he puts on it. "Or known someone...who's....gone away and you cant see them, or talk to them anymore...or rather you can talk to them...but you cant ever really see them again or feel their touch, or hear their voice?" his voice is a gentle murmer.

“Thanks to all those in any kind of uniform and to those who have been in uniform.”
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“Sadly i have a life outside CS with a job...and other things[color=#00BFFF]”
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