~ How To Save A Life ~

[Lissachoa]

*looks away*

so what if I did? it's no big deal...

[Murduck]

You've got to be joking, of course it's a big deal *scoffs*

[Lissachoa]

Enlighten me then, as I see it, your alive, Lissa's alive and I'm alive, so what's the problem?

[Murduck]

The problem is, you should have told me.

*leans back against the couch*

What is it still doing there, anyhow?

[Lissachoa]

I....I realy dont know, I can't seem to bring myself to get rid of it so I thought I would keep it...

[Murduck]

for you to suffer...

~ He kept quiet, thinking to himself, and filling in the blanks rather quickly. That puppet was there because it was really after him, no one else. She was only lucky to be alive. He had to make a hard decision. It's either that, or her life ~

..We can't see each other anymore.

[Lissachoa]

*looks back over to him with a raised eyebrow*

you make it sound like we had somthing .

*rolls my eyes and loks away again, inspite of my bratty ego I could not help but feel a little hurt by what he said, then again it's probebly for teh better anyways...*

[Murduck]

(( Ouch. Anyway I'll be back in an hour. Church. Dx ))

*frowns* Yer. Your welcome, too.

*gets off the couch and walks off, shoveling my hands down my trouser pockets, and cursing under my breathe*

[Lissachoa]

*lifts up my head a bit, still looking away*

Oi, Murdoc...

[Murduck]

*pauses*
What? *grunts*

[Lissachoa]

....my pocket watch......do you have it?

[Murduck]

*tosses the pocket watch onto her lap. It was cleaned too. I hesitate leaving for a moment, before letting out a grunt, and continuing my pace*

[Lissachoa]

*picking it up I open it ans carefully examin the contents inside. letting out a shigh I close it and hold it tightly in my right hand*

time has no end, but to some....it has a limit....

[Murduck]

((..huh? This entire scene confused the hell out of me, could you please explain what happened? D: ))

That arrogant little..Gah. What the hell was that about, anyway? She didn't have to be so crude about it. I mean, it's not like it's my fault, she went insane like that. In fact, I saved her life. Bah, sat here for about, what? 8 hours??! This is rubbish. This is fucking rubbish. Why the hell am I so worked up over this anyway?

*frowns to myself, scratching my head*

~ Alone he sat in the waiting room, waiting for nothing. Perhaps a sign on what he should do next, or perhaps for some sort of miracle to come along. He was crushed and frustrated mostly. What on Earth was going on? Did that Puppet set the whole thing up? And for what? Why was she so mad at him? How was it his fault? ~

She was right anyway. There was nothing there. Just like every other girl, I reckon. Just shit all over me, and when they're done, tell me to fuck off.

You technically did it.

~ His inner voice argued back and forward ~

Yer yer yer tomato tomahtoh.

*leans back against the chair, watching the seconds tick away on the wall clock*

[Lissachoa]

(( umm...which part? I'm a little lost myself at the moment ))

*hated it, not having to remember was too much for me, really could not put togeather what Murdoc was blabbering on about, what would make me break down like that anyways to put a gun to my head, obviously there was more to what was going on then what was said. frownins a bit I lay back in bed, why the hell was Murdoc so upset anyways when he left, it was as though I hurt his feelings or somthing, how could something be over if it never started? and other thing, why would that thing go after her insted of anyone else?
too many questions that I knew would go unanswered, bad enough I was too much of an idiot to even let my heart speak itse;f that one night in the park, after all, he didnt belive me so why bother being trithful anymore?*