"Please... No... NO!" He twitched.
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Edward followed.
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"I could ask you the same question for earlier."
(ok...)
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Edward smiled. "You followed me and Bartimaeus."
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Edward grinned.
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"I'm wanted dead. You were following me. I had to make sure you weren't my attackers." He never flinched, still smiling, never faltering.
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"I figured that out when I realized it was you." He smiled. "I know you wouldn't try to kill me."
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Tears streamed from the corners of his eyes as he shook. "Evalyn..."
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"Then why haven't you?" He raised an eyebrow, still grinning.
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He laughed gently.
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Bartimaeus stood.
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His dark eyes glinted. "You."
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Edward Silas Dayze curled up in the middle of a burning livingroom, inside a large house. Tears streamed down his small face as he sobbed quietly, though he barely moved. The roaring flames closed in...
(He looks like my pic and as below but younger yes even the hair and outfit:
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He just smiled.
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Pic: Later. On 3DS.
Name: Nathaniel Charr
Display Name:«Fire Player»
Login: shadowtree
What Can We Call You?: Evalyn, Fire
Active: 6 or 7. It depends.
Eyes: Dark, almost black
Hair: Straight black hair down to his shoulders
Height: 5'0
History: Was left at a strangers door at 4 years old, taken in. Otherwise find out.
Personality: Cold at first, but get to know him...
Likes: People like him, fantasy, magic, The Shins.
Dislikes: Populars, bright colors, cold rain...
Birthday: February 29
Age:11
Crush: None
Nicknames: Don't go there.
Family: A foster mom who almost never leaves the house and he barely talks to.
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Evalyn Alice Estranged pulled herself out of bed, shoulder length black hair a tangled and frizzy mess. After yanking a brush through it until it lay straight, she hoped downstairs. Her black pajama pants hung off her skinny frame, while her thin white tank pressed against her. She fixed herself two chocolate waffles, as her parents had already left. After eating, she ran up to her room, blasting The Rifles Spiral by The Shins. She undressed, then stood staring at her closet. She didn't care she was near a window. After a moment she pulled on a long-ish black shirt with a low cut at the neckline and laced at the bottom by sequins. Evalyn dragged on some ripped, gray skinny jeans and black combat boots. Rummaging through a drawer, she pulled on three cuffs with spikes, a chain necklace, and black heart earrings. Then she put on black eyeshadow, purple mascara, and black/red lipstick. Smiling, she ran to the busstop for her first day of tenth grade.
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(Woah! Recap?)