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Post by Patrick Barron on Jun 13, 2007 18:43:15 GMT -5
Patrick was saying, "Can you do it Larry? I do not have the courage."
Serena said, "Be brave. You heart has opened. You have to take that first step. I wll hold your hand." Serena's warm hand was a comfort to Patrick.
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Post by whitewolf on Jun 13, 2007 18:44:33 GMT -5
"Sorry but the one with the regrets has to do it." says Larry with the voice of experiance.
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Post by Patrick Barron on Jun 13, 2007 19:20:53 GMT -5
Patrick cries and says, "Alright, I get the next flight to Detriot."
He still helps himself covered up in the blanket and goes up to Ami and hands him histransformation stick as he says, "At this point I am not senshi."
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Post by Lethal[x]Rose on Jun 13, 2007 22:01:47 GMT -5
Ami shakes her head and hands it back to him, "No matter what you did or will everdo, you were born as a Senshi and will always remain one"
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Post by whitewolf on Jun 13, 2007 22:04:53 GMT -5
"Yeah ain't life a bitch." says Larry.
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Post by Lethal[x]Rose on Jun 13, 2007 22:06:28 GMT -5
"Only if you make it one" Ami says looking at him with a shrugg.
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Post by Patrick Barron on Jun 13, 2007 22:20:47 GMT -5
Serena then says, "I will go with you to Detriot."
In a more serious voice Serena says, "As senshi we all had this moment where we had to face our own problems that we all bare. It is your turn. I will get you to there but you have complete what you have started
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Post by Lethal[x]Rose on Jun 13, 2007 22:23:30 GMT -5
Ami knodded her head slightly agreeing with her princess, "and i'll accompany Serena and yourself"
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Post by Patrick Barron on Jun 14, 2007 17:42:44 GMT -5
About a few hours later Patrick was fully rested. The next day all of them arrive in Detriot, Michigan. The sight of the city was familiar to Patrick. He could see his old neighborhood. It was almost like time stood still in that busy town. Finally, Everyone arrived at Joey's house. Patrick said, "I have go alone."
Serena then said, "Ami, Larry. Wait here."
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Post by Lethal[x]Rose on Jun 14, 2007 19:00:10 GMT -5
Inside the house, a bleach blonde haired 14 year old boy was sitting at the window in his wheelchair looking over at the baseball field that wasnt to far away from his house. His jade eyes shone with sadness as he recalled the day about 2 years ago when he lost his legs, Joey was offered a slot on the Detriots minor lueage baseball team because of his exiallant skill in the sport, somthing happened that day that he could never really remember but he lost both of his legs and his chance of ever playing baseball again diminished. His slot was given away to some other lucky kid and his whole dream was crushed, only with the hateful memory of Sailor Freedom in his mind, not knowing what part the sailor played in the loss of his legs but Joey still knew Sailor Freedom took part in it. Grinding his teeth together in hate he turned his head away from the window and noticed there was voices outside his frount door.
((Wow, Kinda long but yay I offically love my joey char.))
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Post by Patrick Barron on Jun 14, 2007 23:42:08 GMT -5
Patrick stood at the door with the cystal close to his heart. He knocked on the door. A brief pause them followed. It seemed to last for long period of of time.
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Post by Lethal[x]Rose on Jun 15, 2007 7:02:05 GMT -5
Tearing his gaze away from the window, Joey made his way to open the door, wondering who it may be.
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Post by whitewolf on Jun 15, 2007 22:02:14 GMT -5
"Well I didn't come all this way to be left out." says Larry leaping up to a near by ledge to watch what was going down.
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Post by Patrick Barron on Jun 15, 2007 22:30:53 GMT -5
Patrick was say to himself, "I wonder if he might reconize who I am." He started to get nervous even more.
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Post by Lethal[x]Rose on Jun 16, 2007 11:08:06 GMT -5
Ami glared up at Larry, "It isnt Nice to spy" she scolded.
Inside Joey opened the door and stared at the figure in the doorway, he seemed pretty familiar but he couldnt place his finger on it, What was this guy doing hear anyway? "Hello?" he greeted
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