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Post by seath on May 3, 2010 23:05:44 GMT -5
*Darkness fell over the Runaway hide out and Xenthron was just waking up. He got dressed and walked out of his room. He saw Maron who was oviously upset about something. He knew that she would want to be alone but he thought he would do something.*
Hey, Maron, do you wanna go out for a ride with me?
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Post by maron on May 3, 2010 23:20:06 GMT -5
Maron had been on that same spot of the couch for the entire day. Never moving more then a few inches at a time. Two stacks of books sat on the floor by the couch, one obviously of finished books and one of books yet to read. At the moment, a book rested against her knees as she sat on the couch, her head resting against the arm, her feet on the high back. When she heard Xenthron's voice though, she carefully turned her head to look in his direction, her reading glasses about ready to fall off the bridge of her nose.
"Why? Do I look so pathetic here that I need someone's sympathy?" She smirked a little. "Or could it be that someone bribed you to?" Maron turned back to her book. "Because obviously no one ask that of their own free will. No one wants me around anyway..."
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Post by seath on May 3, 2010 23:42:24 GMT -5
*Xenthron knew that a snapy responce would come out of her mouth.*
Actualy you look quite comfortable, and happy. I just thought you could use the cool air. Sometimes its good to take a brake from what you are doing.
*He then walked over to where he left his jacket last and put it on.*
But if you dont want to go...
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Post by maron on May 3, 2010 23:56:08 GMT -5
Maron almost seemed to twitch when he said 'happy', almost scoffing. She snapped her book shut. "You call being on permanent lockdown 'happy'?" She smirked a little, shaking her head. "What is happiness though? Being able to do what you want, when you want? Being able to go with friends somewhere and not have to worry about killing them? What a messed up concept." Of course, Maron had never been known to be a happy child growing up with the Runaways, it would probably catch Xenthron by surprise. "I don't believe in the emotion. If there were such a thing as 'happy', then how come I've never felt it?"
Maron suddenly paused. Maybe going with him could be 'fun'. She'd be able to leave the house. Usually she had to sneak out if she ever wanted to leave, but with one of the 'adults', she could go whenever she wanted.
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Post by seath on May 4, 2010 0:12:14 GMT -5
*Xenthron shruged. He understood that she was going throught more than her fair shares of troubles but he couldn't do much to hlep.*
It's entirely your choice.
*He then started to walk twards the garage, where his "bike" was parked.*
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Post by maron on May 4, 2010 0:18:15 GMT -5
Maron sighed. "My choice, huh...? That's a first." After a second though, she swung her legs off the back of the couch, rolling to her feet and dropping the book where she had been sitting. "I'll come. Any excuse to get out of here is better then none." Xenthron was probably the only one who understood her 'lockdown', seeing as he couldn't go out when the sun was. She pulled off her reading glasses, setting them on the table and picking up her sunglasses in the same motion. Slipping them on, she finally got to look in his direction, trailing after him with her hands clasped behind her head. "Seriously though. Why'd you ask me? Wouldn't you prefer one of our more pleasant 'roommates'?"
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Post by seath on May 4, 2010 0:26:16 GMT -5
*Xenthron looked around, when she mentioned asking someone else.*
Like who?
*Know one was in the room, let alone the house, Conner had once again left for one reason or another, and he hadn't seen anyone else.*
Pluse oviously we are both trapedhere, so why not leave and ask for forgiveness later if we get caught.
*He then pulled out his keys out of his pants pockets and headed to his mothercycle.*
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Post by maron on May 4, 2010 0:35:04 GMT -5
She just shrugged, a little more dramatically then necessary. "I don't know. Someone that doesn't terrify nearly everyone else." Maron knew Conner had left. It hadn't surprised her. But there was that heartache again, knowing he wasn't there. She'd learn to forget it. He didn't want her anymore...
Maron pulled herself away from those thoughts, shaking her head a little and ruffling her hair, still getting used to how short it was. "Hmph. I guess so. It's not like anyone will notice anyway. No one is ever here at this hour." Or here at all. A lot of the members were branching out, doing their own things for a time.
She made sure to beat him to the Motorcycle, leaning lightly against it as she waited. Perhaps she should try driving one of these sometime. Do something daring. Something that would get her blood pumping. Something to get Conner's attention. Something to tell him that she was still there....
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Post by seath on May 4, 2010 17:49:48 GMT -5
*Xenthron took his halmet and an extra halmet and threw it at Maron as he talked up. He then stratled the bice and waited for Maron to get on behinde him.*
I'm planing on going really fast tonight.
*He then put on his halmet and waited for Maron.*
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Post by maron on May 4, 2010 18:10:20 GMT -5
Maron caught the helmet with ease, quickly putting it on as she watched him get on the bike. "It doesn't matter." She really didn't care how fast he went. With a sigh, she climbed on behind him. Though, a part of her was rather surprised he had to say he was going to go fast. Motorcycles were supposed to go fast.
She wondered, would Conner worry if he came back and found her missing? A part of her hoped so. Maybe he'd start paying attention then. The other part of her though doubted it. He was to busy with 'Nelly'.
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Post by seath on May 4, 2010 18:15:52 GMT -5
*As soon as Maron was on Xenthron started to leave the garage. Once out of the area he started to go faster. He then started to hed down a not as well known road. He started to get faster and faster. If there was a cop on the road Xenthron would easly be pulled over with a large ticket.*
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Post by maron on May 4, 2010 18:27:24 GMT -5
Maron hung on tightly to both Xenthron and the Motorcycle as they drove down the deserted road. Maybe she'd ask him to teach her how to drive one of these. But that would mean asking him for something. She didn't need anyone's help. Not Xenthron's. Not Wicked's. Not even Conner's.
After a few minutes of driving, and complete silence she sighed, raising her voice so he would be able to hear her over the wind.
"How far are you going to go?"
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Post by seath on May 4, 2010 18:33:09 GMT -5
*Xenthron drove on, sometimes closing his eyes. He had been on this road so much that he felt comfortable with it. When Maron spoke he tilted his had back wards, slightly, and answered, also yelling so that she would here it.*
"How far do you want to go?"
*He didn't care how far, he was just happy to be out.*
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Post by maron on May 4, 2010 18:42:24 GMT -5
Maron shrugged slightly, like she cared either.
"I don't know... Anywhere!"
Anywhere was fine.. Somewhere with no cell phone reception. Suddenly though, words started to bubble up from her chest, escaping before she could stop herself. "Could you stop here for a minute?" What was she thinking?! Why was she asking him to stop? But... She had to ask him something... Something important.
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Post by seath on May 4, 2010 18:45:50 GMT -5
*It took a wile to slow down because they were going so fast but he eventualy stoped on the side of the road.*
What?
*He was curious about what she had to say.*
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