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 Posted: Thu Nov 25, 2010 2:37 pm
[۞ Rascipica ☸ Louie ۞
Rascipica softly bit her bottom lip as she listened to him speak. She lifted her shoulders slightly then let them drop, giving a small shrug. She reached up, pushing hair out of her face. She gave a soft nod and thn let a sigh release from her lips. "I will play with you..." She took in a deep breath. "It can't take too long though, I have to get to the hospital as soon as I can..." She placed her violin case by her feet. She reached up and pulled her har down, but soon after doing so, she fixed it. She bit her lower lip then reached down, grabbing the handle of the case. "Lets... Do this then?" She almost sounded unsure, but she gave a weak smile behind it.
Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO
"Turn to look at me, all you see is me.
No mirror, no cracks.
The pain is hidden behind your back.
Nobody can see, nobody can hear
You are safe yet again."
Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO
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Posted: Thu Nov 25, 2010 2:53 pm
Damian ☠ Jones Damian smiled and lead the way to the stage. He then walked over to the back. He looked over at his shoulder and pointed to a the stage. He grabbed his case and clicked it open to have a black violin. He plugged it into the speakers and looked at Rascipcia and smiled. He then walked next to and held his violin up. "What would you like to play madam?" He then played one note to get everyone's attention. 
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Posted: Thu Nov 25, 2010 3:01 pm
۞ Rascipica ☸ Louie ۞
Rascipica looked down. Her violin was very simple, just light brown, nothing added to it to make it interesting. It was her mothers, so she kept it. She moved up to the stage with him, she raised an eyebrow. "I never did get your name..." She said softly as she began to set up, getting ready. She tested each of her strings to make sure they sounded fine and none of them would break right off the bat. he made a few adjustments when needed but soon it sounded all good. She looked over at him. "Hm, how about the one my mother created...? If you know it, it was made a little before she had passed away, so if you don't know it well, I will be happy to play it." She said softly, she took out a few sheets of paper to show him what it was. (Use your imagination there haha!)
Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO
"Turn to look at me, all you see is me.
No mirror, no cracks.
The pain is hidden behind your back.
Nobody can see, nobody can hear
You are safe yet again."
Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO
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Posted: Thu Nov 25, 2010 3:27 pm
Damian ☠ JonesDamian nodded his head, "Its Damian," he then moved a little closer to her while reporters moved closer and took pictures of them together. He then played the fist few notes and closed his eyes holding on one note which he hoped would let her jump in and the next note together. He then felt his phone vibrate in his pocket, perfect timing he kept his eyes closed and focused on the music that they were going to play together.
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Posted: Thu Nov 25, 2010 3:38 pm
۞ Rascipica ☸ Louie ۞
Rascipica huffed out and nodded lightly. She bit her lower lip and she closed her eyes. “You must me a good man Damian… My mother used to talk an awful lot about a guy named Damian.” She shrugged her shoulders and opened her eyes. She looked at her violin, she then began to play with him. She hummed softly and she watched as she played. She frowned softly. Damian gave off this weird feeling but she wasn’t going to say anything about it. It might be a bit awkward to do so.
Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO
"Turn to look at me, all you see is me.
No mirror, no cracks.
The pain is hidden behind your back.
Nobody can see, nobody can hear
You are safe yet again."
Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO
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Posted: Thu Nov 25, 2010 5:13 pm
Damian ☠ JonesDamian continued to play along with her. He actually helped her mother make this song since it was a gift to someone she loved dearly. He then looked at Rascipica and figured out the face to the name finally. He smiled and continued to play and played a sad tone to go with the song that they weren't able to add to the music sheet. He knew there was a second sheet to go with the song her mother wanted to make a duet with her. He then slowed the sad tone since the song was coming to an end now. "Your mother was always kind to me."
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Posted: Thu Nov 25, 2010 6:13 pm
۞ Rascipica ☸ Louie ۞
Rascipica played with him, she huffed out and then she enjoyed the song. It really made her feel worse, but she played, she did all she can to look serious and not hurt about her mother leaving. She played till the song ended and she huffed out softly. She knelt down, putting her violin away and she shrugged. “Yeah, she was kind to everyone.” She said softly. “Life is cruel… Unexpected things may happen.” She looked at Damian then she climbed off the stage and began to push past the reporters, going towards the front doors.
Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO
"Turn to look at me, all you see is me.
No mirror, no cracks.
The pain is hidden behind your back.
Nobody can see, nobody can hear
You are safe yet again."
Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO
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Posted: Thu Nov 25, 2010 7:31 pm
Damian ☠ JonesDamian felt bad and wanted to comfort her but he had a job. He lifted his violin and began to play Sonata Op.13 "Pathetique" No.3. He loved classic music but loved to hear new updated music as well. He closed his eyes but opened them while watching her leave the room. He always had a interest in this Rascipica that he heard of by her mother and he actually liked what he saw. He then closed his eyes once more and began to picture her in his head while he played still ignoring his phone.
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Posted: Thu Nov 25, 2010 7:51 pm
۞ Rascipica ☸ Louie ۞
Rascipica released a breath as she pushed open the doors, she didn't realize that her bacelet had fallen on the floor. It had her mothers name on it and obviously belonged to her mother. Rascipica then moved to her car, she climbed into it and turned on her car, soon enough she headed for the hospital. Some reporters were there. Yes, Rascipica's mother passed away, but people were still interested in knowing the family. Rascipica moved to the counter, saying her fathers name and asking for his room number.
Seeing the nurses face go from a smile to a frown was not pleasant. She then called for the doctor that was saving her father. When he came he spoke to her, calmly, quietly seeing that the reporters were standing around. Rascipica's face went pale, she felt weak. She placed a hand over her stomach softly and shook her head. "It... It cant be... He..." The doctor silenced her and nodded. Rascipica then took off, she began to push through reporters. Some were following her, asking questions about her life. She growled, her eyes watering. "Stay out of my life! You have no business being in it! My mother is dead! Get over it! You can't follow me around like some little pet. You wanna know my story?! MY PARENTS ARE DEAD!" She then pushed a camera out of her face and took off running. That made all the reporters turn off cameras and just head out. Nomore should be heard from Rascipica again..
Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO
"Turn to look at me, all you see is me.
No mirror, no cracks.
The pain is hidden behind your back.
Nobody can see, nobody can hear
You are safe yet again."
Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO
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Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2010 6:31 pm
Damian ☠ JonesDamian ended the song and the crowed tried to be calm about it. He then looked up to see she had dropped something. He stopped playing put his violin down, "Thank you for coming," he then ran over and grabbed the bracelet. He ran outside to catch up with her and realized that it was to late the crowd surrounded her and he lost her in the wave of the sea of people. He looked at the bracelet then looked at phone. It was a text telling him to meet up with his informer for the next hit.
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Posted: Thu Dec 16, 2010 9:51 am
۞ Rascipica ☸ Louie ۞
Rascipica huffed out and soon slowed to a walk. She headed towards her house slowly. Sighing a bit, her eyes beginning to water. “I hate my life~” She mumbled unhappily. She was very unhappy with how her life is. It made no sense at all to be roaming around and people still want to hear about her mother and what she was like. She was dead, nothing more should be said of her. People need to get over the fact she is gone, no more.
Rascipica sighed and shook her head. “Lovely~” She looked at her wrist. She gasped. “My mother’s bracelet!” She exclaimed, she began to look around, she began to jog back the way she walked, watching for her bracelet. She was trying not to cry, the only thing she really cared about was gone!
Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO
"Turn to look at me, all you see is me.
No mirror, no cracks.
The pain is hidden behind your back.
Nobody can see, nobody can hear
You are safe yet again."
Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2011 10:39 am
Damian ☠ JonesDamian was on his bike he went to the spot for the meeting. He put on his mask that covered half his face. He was a masked assassin he always thought tacky but it did the job of hiding who he was. He then saw a scrap of paper not that far away.
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