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Post by MacKenzie Marie Holland on Nov 20, 2012 14:31:30 GMT -6
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[atrb=width,450]  MacKenzie didn’t know what to do in this place. She had just arrived at this new place recently, actually just a day ago, and she was completely confused on everything. She didn’t understand how she got there, or what she was going either. The cold weather was slowly turning colder since it had become November, or so she believed, she wasn’t sure the exact date at this point, but she thought it was November 23rd. She knew that the weather would only be getting worse, but she wasn’t sure how much longer until it wasn’t so freezing. Although it was cold out, she still wanted to go out and play and be able to act like a kid and just play at the park in the playground. She knew that around this time she’d be going over to family member houses and eating dinner with all of them for Thanksgiving, but she knew that she couldn’t do that here. She didn’t have any family or someone to make her feel like she belonged.
MacKenzie smiled as she walked around the park and saw a butterfly flying around a few flowers. She went over to it and kneeled down before trying to pet it and it flew away before letting her touch it. She didn’t understand why it left, because all animals are supposed to be loved to be petted. At least she had learned that from the dogs and cats that she had been around. She pouted slightly before sitting down and looking around for another butterfly or something else to play with. She saw a ball sitting on the ground near a pond before moving over to it and picking it up. She threw it in the air a few times before she threw it too hard and it landed in the water.
She looked around while keeping a frown on her face from losing another toy that she could have played with. She didn’t understand how she could lose so many things to keep herself busy. She knew that the ball wasn’t hers, but she still wanted to play with it, and now it was floating on the pond. She was looking for a stick, or another object that could get the ball out of the pond or even closer. She just didn’t want to fall in because she didn’t know how to swim without someone else helping her and she didn’t want to get wet. She poked her finger into the water before quickly pulling her finger out of the water and wiping her finger on her jeans. The water was cold and freezing and it wouldn’t be good if she fell in.
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Post by Alistair Therin Redcliffe on Nov 23, 2012 11:04:18 GMT -6
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He was late! Ack, his first case ever as a Reaper and he was running late. It was only a few minutes, of course... at the speed he was running through New Haven, he'd make it to the park only about five minutes after noon... but the dossier had specified noon as the pickup time, and he was so screwed. And that poor little girl! Only thirteen and all alone in a big scary park... ok, well, he supposed that wouldn't be all -that- scary at thirteen. He'd been alone plenty around that age. But this little one -had- just died. Who knows what mental state she'd be in?
Oh, what were the Angels thinking, assigning him such a young target so soon! He'd only been here a few days himself! He had barely any training, and didn't understand most of that. Not that he'd admit that to the Angel training him or anything... it was awkward enough talking to a being like that without admitting he was an idiot as well. What he really needed to do was to find another human Reaper like himself. They could help him, he was sure of that. But for now... well, he had bigger problems. He'd fretted all night over this case, so afraid he'd mess it up, and when he'd finally fallen asleep he'd slept right through his alarm clock. Then there was his outfit... the girls file had mentioned she was skittish around males, so he was trying to look as non threatening and guardian-angel-like as possible. He'd used all the wing related gear he had, plus his batman tshirt because... well, it was Batman. What was safer than the dark knight himself, right? Unless she was more of a Superman person. Crap.
Finally deciding he'd done all he could, he'd grabbed his faithful messenger bag and bolted from his apartment, scurrying through the city like a hound on a scent trail. When he eventually made it to the park he paused, leaning against the tree with one hand to catch his breath as he scanned the area. Where was she? No one was here... Impossible. She had to be here. The Angels wouldn't lie. Would they? What if this was a test? And he'd failed because he was late? Well, shit. He sighed, shaking his head. No, she had to be here. Maybe she'd just wandered off. How far could she go in five minutes?
He pushed himself off the tree, feet making soft crunching noises through the leaves as he moved through the park. A movement over near the pond caught his eye, and he slowed his pace, easing up closer. It was her! He recognized her from the casefile. But why was she kneeling by the water? He bit his lip, watching her curiously before noticing the ball in the water. Ahh... of course. Not wanting to frighten her, he moved a little closer, pasting a smile across his face and keeping his voice soft. "Hello little one... careful, the water is pretty chilly this time of year. Would you like me to help you get the ball?"
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lyrics;; I Can't Do It Alone by 3OH!3
credits;; made by megaru. don't steal. it's so not cool. she will sick ninjas on your butt if you steal.
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Post by MacKenzie Marie Holland on Nov 28, 2012 1:51:08 GMT -6
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[atrb=width,450] MacKenzie heard footsteps and movement from behind her a while away and she wasn’t worried because they were staying far enough away near the trees and his feet were crunching through the snow. She knew that she would hear whether or not he would come closer just because the sound would get louder. Although that would mean paying full attention to listening and her mind kept wandering back to her old life. She wanted to be back with her family for the holidays. Thanksgiving had just ended, and Christmas was coming and she just wanted to be with her family decorating the tree and spending time with family.
She was thinking of how her family would walk through the forest looking for the perfect Christmas tree and then setting it up and decorating it. She was taken from her thoughts suddenly when she heard someone talking right behind her. She spun around quickly and took a step back before feeling her heel go into the freezing cold water. She felt her sneaker hit a slick spot on the bottom of the pond and her foot began sliding into the water more. The bottom of her jeans began to soak up the water, making her leg wet. She reached her arms forward trying to stop the slipping from happening, but it wasn’t that easy. She felt her hands grip onto his arm before pulling her foot out of the pond and away from the slick surface. She quickly let go not wanting to be near him, and fell to the crunchy snow hoping not to fall fully into the pond.
She was shivering from the cold water touching her skin and from the cold snow soaking into more of her jeans. She inched forward more away from the pond and stood up before trying to shake off the snow that was sticking to her jeans. “What do you want?” she asked completely ignoring what the person had asked before. She actually didn’t know what he asked, it just scared her because she didn’t think that they were coming towards her, and she had begun to slip, so that scared her as well.
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Post by Alistair Therin Redcliffe on Nov 28, 2012 18:31:00 GMT -6
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It seems he'd scared her anyways, for all his attempt to be careful. He let her grab his arm and helped her up from the water, blinking in confusion when she pulled away and flopped her little backside in the snow. Ah, right... skittish. He knelt down beside her, trying to put her more at ease by not towering above her, and offered up a small smile. "Its ok, sweet pea. I'm not gonna hurt you. My name is Alistair, and I'm here to help you."
He held out a hand, tilting his head slightly. "You are MacKenzie, right? The Angels sent me to take care of you, and help you get used to this new place. Here, sugar, take my hand and lets get up off this snow, hm? You dont want your bum freezing to the ground, do you?" He teased, keeping his smile up as he took her hand and pulled her up so she was standing, then released her hand. "How about I get your ball for you, and then we can go somewhere warmer and you can ask me questions, ok? Ok." He moved closer to the pond, picking up a stick out of the icy mud at the very edge and batting the ball closer until he could grab it. He dropped the stick and wiped his hands on his jeans, handing her the ball.
"There you are, sweet pea. Please dont be scared, ok? I'm not going to let anyone hurt you. I know your parents probably told you not to talk to strangers, but I'm a teacher. You know, like at school? So its ok. I teach art here in Haven for some bigger kids. Do you like school? I'll bet you get good grades." Ok, so he was babbling a little bit. But he wasnt sure how exactly to get this kid to trust him. He knew the Angels had probably told her she was dead now and all, and that this was her second chance... but he needed to show her where everything was, help her get registered for school and get clothes and such. And for that, she needed to accept his help.
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lyrics;; I Can't Do It Alone by 3OH!3
credits;; made by megaru. don't steal. it's so not cool. she will sick ninjas on your butt if you steal.
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Post by MacKenzie Marie Holland on Dec 2, 2012 3:16:43 GMT -6
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[atrb=width,450] MacKenzie looked up at him when he said that he wouldn’t hurt her. She wasn’t sure whether or not to believe him because he had scared her, but he had also helped her as well. He made sure that she didn’t fall fully into the water and freeze, but her leg was pretty cold and going numb now because of this. She watched as he kneeled down to her level and she looked down at the snow.
MacKenzie looked up at him when he said her name. How did he happen to know what her name was when she didn’t even think he was there for her? She looked at his hand when he held it out before he reached forward and took hers in his and moved so that they were standing. “How did you know my name?” she asked in a hushed tone. She had stopped listening to what he said after he said her name because she wasn’t sure how he even knew it and it scared her even more.
“It’s not my ball….. It’s just one I found here” she said before watching him get it and handing it to her. She felt the cold water from the pond making her fingers slippery wet and cold. She looked down again when he said for her to not be scared. That was kinda hard to do, figuring that she didn’t know him, but he seemed to know a hell of a lot more about her. “I don’t miss school nor did I like it…. But it was never fun with my grandparents.”she said before looking up at him.
“Can’t I just not go to school? And just do something else? Maybe I can just stay at home or something…..” she said before realizing that there was no home here. She didn’t have her grandparents or parents here to help her and give her a home, instead she was stuck in the cold, or so she thought. “If I go to school I’ll have to deal with other kids….. I don’t know if I want to” she whispered while moving her gaze back towards the ground. “And I don’t have anyone here, and I’ll be alone and just…. I don’t want to go to school” she muttered. She was mostly just afraid that other kids would pick on her and be mean, but that was school, she just didn’t want to deal with it anymore.
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Post by Alistair Therin Redcliffe on Dec 4, 2012 2:24:54 GMT -6
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Alistair smiled sadly at her logic, reaching to gently brush her hair beind her ear. Poor little mite, gunned down so suddenly like that. And now she was trapped in this strange place with him. He just hoped he could do right by her."I'm sorry, sweet pea, but you do still need to go to school. You arent going to be alone though... I'm here. I'm not just a teacher... i'm someone called a Reaper. And Reapers watch over the children here and keep them safe. I'm the person that the Angels picked to take care of you here in this new place. And an Angel wouldnt trust you with just anyone, right? And even when you go to the school, being a teacher means I'll always be right there when you need me. Even if its during a class... if you need me, you can run down the hall and get me."
He held out his hand, tilting his head slightly. "Its pretty cold out here, huh? And you got your leg wet. I wanted to give you more time to get used to me, but we should probably go home where you can be warm. You can still get sick here in Haven, and sniffles are never fun."He tried to tease her gently, hoping for a smile. "I've got some hot chocolate waiting for you. And when you get warmed up and you feel up to it, we can go get you some new clothes and a toothbrush and stuff, ok? I tried to get some things for you when the Angels said you were going to stay with me, but I'm afraid I dont know alot about girls. I pretty much just guessed pink was a safe bet. So your bed looks like the contents of a Pepto Bismol bottle." He was babbling a little and he knew it, but he wasnt sure what else to do. He was afriad if he didnt get her home soon she'd get sick... but he didnt want to frighten her. He was pretty sure he was failing at that, though. He probably sounded like some rabid crazy person trying to abduct her.
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Post by MacKenzie Marie Holland on Dec 12, 2012 0:19:07 GMT -6
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[atrb=width,450] MacKenzie tensed up when he moved the hair that had fallen in front of her face, and put it behind her ear. Although she knew that he probably wasn’t going to hurt her, she was still uneasy about everything. She had been killed, and then told to wait somewhere for someone to come meet her, because a little mix up happened and someone was running late. Of course then she just began playing around in the park that was right next to the hospital, since they believed that she would want to play there. MacKenzie signed but nodded when he said that she’d still have to go to school no matter what. She didn’t want to deal with other kids, especially if they were bullies like they were before she had died.
She nodded when he said that it was cold, and the cold water that had soaked her jean pants wasn’t helping anything. “I can still get sick? Then what’s so great about being here. I have to go to school, I can get sick, and I bet you’re going to tell me that there’s bugs and snakes still!” she said before looking up at him. “Hot chocolate with marshmellows?” she asked before smiling at him. She scrunched up her nose when he said shopping, because she never liked being dragged around and forced to buy clothes and other things that she liked because her parents use to always make her try on everything, regardless if she knew that it would fit. “That may be too much pink….” she said quietly before looking up at him.
She looked around the park one last time before taking his hand and walking away from it. “How far away do you live? It’s cold and I don’t think I can walk really far” she said before looking up at him. The ground in parts was wet, and her jeans were picking up more water from it, along with the cold breeze that was passing by every so often making her wet jeans stick to her legs. She pulled her sweatshirt closer to her body as another breeze went through and she shivered. “I hate snow” she whined out quietly. She hadn’t had to deal with a lot of snow before coming to New Haven, she had only seen snow a few times in her life, and it wasn’t in huge amounts.
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Post by Alistair Therin Redcliffe on Jan 8, 2013 3:55:06 GMT -6
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He smiled at her, amused by how her young mind worked. Snakes were one of the worst things she could think of? Right up there with getting sick and being forced to go to school? Ah, children. She was just too precious. "Yes, sweet pea. I think we do have bugs and snakes and spiders and such, though I'd have to double check for sure. Still... none of them can kill you now. A snakebite might make you sick, but beyond that you've nothing to worry about." He tilted his head slightly, nodding at her questions. "Its not too far off darlin. But if you get too tired, I'll carry you, ok? I'm alot stronger than I look... dont let these wimpy looking armed fool you." He teased, giving the little gal a wink as he helped her up.
"Come on then... let's go home and get warmed up. And yes, I have marshmellows. Who serves hot chocolate without marshmellows!? How barbaric. It's like making a sandwhich with jelly and no peanut butter. Sure, it does the trick and puts something in your belly, but it takes alot of the enjoyment out of the experience." He continued trying to get her to smile more as he very carefully took her hand in his, trying to be gentle and not scare her as he started walking. Hopefully if he tried to keep her talkoing she wouldnt stop to think about the situation being weird or creepy or scary. "Its actually little red and green marshmellows, for the upcoming holiday and all. Well, pink and green really, but they were going for red. And speaking of pink, I did get some white things for your room as well... so hopefully it wont be too overwhelming until we can get things set up better. What's your favorite color, sweet pea, and when I can we'll redecorate."
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credits;; made by megaru. don't steal. it's so not cool. she will sick ninjas on your butt if you steal.
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Post by MacKenzie Marie Holland on Jan 9, 2013 1:56:29 GMT -6
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[atrb=width,450] MacKenzie looked up at him like he was crazy when he mentioned that he was pretty sure that there were still bugs and snakes and even spiders. She shook her head when he mentioned that they couldn’t kill her, just make her sick. “I’m not afraid of being bit, they’re just gross” she said before looking up at him and nodding when he mentioned that it wasn’t much farther away, but she was still tired. “Can I have a piggy back ride? I don’t want to walk anymore, and my feet hurt” she asked quietly expecting him to tell her to keep walking, but smiled when he crouched down and she climbed onto his back before holding onto his neck. “Are you sure you’re strong? Strong like Superman?” she asked while resting her head on his shoulder.
She smiled when he said that he had marshmellows. “Someone told me that hot chocolate can come without them, but I asked if I could put some in it…. It was at some restaurant…. They only had the giant marshmellows and I tried it, but it didn’t work out as well, and just made a mess…. So they have to be small marshmellows.” she said nodding against his back. “Pink and green marshmellows! They can color them? I thought they only came in white” she said before giggling a little. “So my room isn’t one giant blob of pink? There’s a little break in it? I like blue, and purple, and red, and pink, and white… So we can pick anything out really” she said while leaning against him again.
“What are we doing when we get to your home?” she asked. She wasn’t sure on whether or not to call it her home too since she hadn’t been there, and she didn’t know if this guy wanted to keep her after he spent more time with her. “Is there a way that I could just take a nap? Or relax or something?” she asked quietly. She was tired and drained from dealing with everything. After the main people had told her that she died and was in this new place, she had shied away from them because they just reminded her of everything that had happened. They had also led her to the park telling her that someone would be there to meet her, and someone had stayed with her, but she had wandered too far away from them to see them by the time that Alistair got there. She had been bored just sitting there and went to play with the ball that she was still holding in her one hand while her other was holding onto her wrist to keep herself from falling. “Could we just watch a movie and have hot chocolate when we get there?” she asked finally making her mind up on what she wanted to do. Hot chocolate to warm her up, and a movie to watch and relax watching.
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