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Post by dane on Jan 8, 2008 17:37:00 GMT -5
Finally when everything cleared, Dane fell onto his back and clutched his stomach tightly... unable to keep the laughter that striked him like a hurricane. He'd definetly have to do that more... without burning his hand next time.
Dane sat up and held his hand close to his heart while he looked around, noticing Danni and Dakota he frowned. "I'M SORRY," he yelled over to them a stupid grin coming to his face. With his uninjured hand, Dane wiped away some of the sand that was on his face and hair and then stood up ready to do it again.
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Post by nekosan on Jan 9, 2008 13:39:15 GMT -5
There is a thin line between, what is good and what is evil,
I would tiptoe down that line, but I would feel unstable.
My life is a circus, and I am tripping down the tightrope,
Well, there is nothing to save me now,
I’m falling to the ground. Falling to the ground. Down to the ground
A kid called Dane who likes blowing stuff up. Just great, Danni felt even better about being on the other side of the world from his mother.
“Oh. That’s nice to know,” he said tersely, and peered at where the dust was settling. Finally he was able to see the area clearly, there was a large ditch in the sand where it had gone off, and a few near by palm trees were looking a little blackened.
He stared at the figure - who must have been Dane - who was rolling on the floor. Danni felt panic flare up for a moment, was he hurt? Then he heard laughter. The boy was rolling around on the floor in laughter at blowing something up! Danni felt slightly scared of this guy, yet intrigued. He started to walk over, wanting to find out more.
“Hey…Are you Dane? How did you do that? It was cool!” Danni smiled faintly, a rare occurrence, and looked closer at the guy who must have been Dane. He was wearing sunglasses, so you couldn’t see his eyes, and had very pale blonde hair. He looked a bit punky with his piercing.
“By the way, I’m Danni,” he added. Dakota would probably be pissed with him now. Danni realised that, in his curiosity, he’d lost his shyness, and suddenly it flooded back to him. He felt a faint blush, and felt like cursing.
I speak of madness, my heart and soul
I cry for people who ain’t got control
Let’s take our sanity, let’s take a passion,
Let’s take responsibility for ev-ery action.
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Post by dane on Jan 9, 2008 14:49:26 GMT -5
Dane blinked, still holding his hand he looked up at Danni his eyes showing amusement. "I don't remember exactly how but it sure was tight as hell," he said with a sharp laugh, then wincing as a sudden flare of pain rushed through his arm and to his hand. Dane stood up and brushed himself off a little bit then looked at Danni again, "Nice to meetcha'," he said and then peered at his hand awkwardly. "Do you think I should get this checked out?" Dane showed Danni his hand. There was a thin red line down his palm, where he had lit the wire. His hand also was still shaking from the shock of being burned.
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