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Post by witch on Nov 19, 2017 11:21:35 GMT 10
Emma White stood within the hallway of what was Grey Manor, the place seeming huge to her young innocent eyes for never in her life had she seen anything like the odds and ends that made up the Grey home.
When Christian had told her he was taking her home she had first thought he meant HER home, which had always been so dark and lonely and for the whole car ride she had sat within her seat her eyes downcast fearful thoughts running through her head at what her father would do upon seeing her again, Kill her no doubt, making sure this time she really was dead. So it had been with a look full of question that she had gotten out of the car at this strange place seeming out a dream her body frozen in place reminding herself not to blink else the dream melt away.
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Post by ladyofmusic on Nov 19, 2017 11:31:33 GMT 10
Christine Noir, now Grey, sat in her room within the manor, at her little writing desk, practising writing in English, sighing in annoyances at her mistakes
"What do you think?"
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Post by witch on Nov 19, 2017 11:35:45 GMT 10
Elliot Grey, the oldest of the Grey children smiled from the doorway unable to help the grin that came to be on his face. While he didn't speak much French (that being his brother and sisters thing) he couldn't help the note of air that filled the newest members room.
"I..i..it" Emma tried to find the right word unable to do so, her grasp on English or any langue very limited.
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Post by ladyofmusic on Nov 19, 2017 11:41:51 GMT 10
"Merde..." She muttered, looking to the door she couldn't help but look away again, "allo, Elliot..." She said softly, chewing the inside of her cheek, "Ow long ave you been standang tere?"
"Good or bad baby?"
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Post by witch on Nov 19, 2017 11:45:35 GMT 10
"Long enough" he answered waking in. "I see it's not going to well hmm? English isn't that easy to learn."
"G..good master...v..very" Emma voiced looking around herself again wanting to look at everything and learn just what it was as if she were in a cave of wonders though she somehow doubted she'd ever learn it all or have the time. "H..h..home?"
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Post by ladyofmusic on Nov 19, 2017 11:47:58 GMT 10
"I am getang betear at specking it, oui?" She asked, eyes pleading for the truth and yet approval/
"Yes, baby, home, your new home."
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Post by witch on Nov 19, 2017 11:53:35 GMT 10
"Yea you're getting better. JUst need to keep at it maybe listen to the words being spoken and try it." He stated not lying to her but not fully telling the truth. "And it's 'I am gett-ing bett-er at speaking it."
"N..new?" She questioned not quite understanding shear puzzlement written on her face.
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Post by ladyofmusic on Nov 19, 2017 11:55:32 GMT 10
She nodded, looking up at him, "Wha are you dowang ere, Elliot?"
"Never mind, yes it's your home now
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Post by witch on Nov 19, 2017 12:01:01 GMT 10
"Was just passing by, can't a brother check on his newest sister?"
Further confusion passed over her though she tried her hardest to hide it, one question still filling her head though. "F..f..father?" she questioned fearful "S..s..said you take home."
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Post by ladyofmusic on Nov 19, 2017 12:02:56 GMT 10
"I know you, Elliot, even nowa, you are no the type to jewst 'Chack in', so come, tell me te truth,"
"No, that was not a home, that was a prison
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Post by witch on Nov 19, 2017 12:07:18 GMT 10
"If you think I'm hiding something why don't you tell me?" he questioned challenge filling his eyes. "After all you're the one thinking I have something to hide."
"P..p..prison?" she questioned "D..d..d..difrent?"
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Post by ladyofmusic on Nov 19, 2017 12:09:23 GMT 10
"Well, if you are so sure of your innosance, ten adieu..." She said, her eyes showing an equal challenge, "unless of corse I am corract"
"That place was abd, this place is good
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Post by witch on Nov 19, 2017 12:14:25 GMT 10
"Alright, fine. I'll leave. Far be it for me to stay when I'm not welcome." he smiled turning to leave "Oh but just so you know, dinners almost ready."
"Dark" She voiced remembering her eyes still not quite used to the light that now seemed to fill them "F..f..fraid"
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Post by ladyofmusic on Nov 19, 2017 12:15:55 GMT 10
She silently leapt to her feet, goosing him before turning away innocently "Merci, Elliot,"
"It won't be like taht here
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Post by witch on Nov 19, 2017 12:20:07 GMT 10
"No problem" He stated walking away himself whistling while he did so.
"How be sure?"
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