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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Oct 9, 2007 23:59:08 GMT -5
::At the sound of a voice, Pietro realized that they had an interloper and he stiffened in the patio chair. He shifted quickly, and it would have thrown Wanda off, had his arm not been wrapped around her, and her hand tightly in his. He gave the student an icy glare, not recognizing him.:: "If you have a comment, don't shroud it in feigned naivety."
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Post by Everyone Else on Oct 10, 2007 0:02:50 GMT -5
His eyes widened slightly. "Well, um, were you just making out with your sister?" He couldn't contain himself, and blurted out the first question that came to his mind. Instantly he knew he'd regret it.
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Oct 10, 2007 0:05:23 GMT -5
"No," ::Pietro replied tersely. Why was it that any time he and Wanda were close, that was the first assumption made? Were other siblings so distant that their relationship could be considered abnormal when it felt perfectly natural.:: "Is that what you do with your sister?"
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Post by Everyone Else on Oct 10, 2007 0:14:04 GMT -5
His expression first became one of incredible hurt and sorrow, and then anger. "My sister died some time ago," he said, his voice quiet, but incredibly angry. Sure, the two of them didn't know about his sister, but it still ripped open the wound he had about it. He stormed off into the mansion, intent on lying down in his room for a bit.
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Oct 10, 2007 0:15:44 GMT -5
::Pietro's expression shifted thrice before the student stormed out. When he was out of sight, Pietro released Wanda's hand, the comment's unintentional harshness wounded him in return.:: "Can we go inside now?"
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Post by Wanda Maximoff on Oct 10, 2007 0:28:19 GMT -5
She nodded slowly, the poor boy's words sinking in. She didn't know if it applied to him as well, but she would be devastated, or cease to function entirely without Pietro.
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Oct 26, 2007 20:38:03 GMT -5
::Pietro helped his sister to rise from the chair, before he rose also. He did not wish to think of losing Wanda; he knew he would not survive that loss.::
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Post by Wanda Maximoff on Oct 27, 2007 0:08:59 GMT -5
"I would cease to function," she murmured quietly, grasping onto Pietro's hand, and holding tight.
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Oct 27, 2007 21:49:25 GMT -5
::Pietro returned his sister's strong grip. He echoed her words, feeling them deeply.:: "To lose you would be to lose myself."
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