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Post by Daz on Sept 3, 2006 21:53:38 GMT
About half an hour later my skin is almost spotless... I feel so refreshed. Which is a sensation I havnt felt in years now, it seems. I look at him again and give another weak smile as I use some of te water to get the blood stains from my once-golden hair..
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Post by Jacky on Sept 4, 2006 19:04:08 GMT
I'm not looking at her, cos I'm trying to get the dirt out of the scratches on my knees. I rolled up my trousers so far that I could, but it doesn't really work cos the water's pretty dirty as well by now.
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Post by Daz on Sept 4, 2006 19:07:45 GMT
I finish off washing everything I can for now and place my cloth back.
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Post by Jacky on Sept 4, 2006 19:12:14 GMT
I whipe the last dirt of with my spit, so that it's okay. Then I figure I'm done as well. It'll do.
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Post by Daz on Sept 4, 2006 19:19:34 GMT
"... That felt.. good." I look at him, watching every detail of his face.. Its much clearer now.. and I can tell that he must have some sort of latin background.. his eyes are so dark.. along with his hair...
I havnt seen such a 'regular' looking person in ages...
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Post by Jacky on Sept 4, 2006 19:24:41 GMT
I don't agree on that, cos now my wounds are all aching again.. but I know it'll pass. And I know they will probably get better. I look over to Crystal and see that *she* looks much better though. She doesn't look as hurt, as dirty, as beaten down. It's impressive. For a moment, I feel inferior to it. I know I must still look like sh!t.
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Post by Daz on Sept 4, 2006 19:29:22 GMT
"We... are free again." I state, not taking my eyes off his features for a second
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Post by Jacky on Sept 4, 2006 19:38:07 GMT
I nod, trying to smile.. but I hardly remember how to. That moment the curtain slides aside again and the woman comes in. She carries a tray, with on it three plates. One with cold rice, one some sort of meat, one with vegtables. My stomach starts growling.. I didn't have decent food since forever.
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Post by Daz on Sept 4, 2006 19:45:33 GMT
I see his lips move to try and give me a smile and I do the same in return..
My head moves suddenly as teh curtains move in reflex and fear.. but its just the lady again.
The food looks good. Very good. I try to give her a smile too.. but its so hard.
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Post by Jacky on Sept 4, 2006 19:48:19 GMT
She puts the food down inbetween the two of them and gestures them to eat, still smiling. She doesn't have to tell me that twice, and I move over to the food immediately, hungry as can be.
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