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Post by Sleeping Beauty on Jan 18, 2007 2:31:54 GMT
Gretal releived that he didn't suspect that she had done anything she heistantly followed him down the stairs. She had no clue why he was being friendly and she really didn't really like it. Things were much easier when she was hating him.
Instead of following him she walked off on her own and sunk down onto the sofa.
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Post by The Mad Hatter on Jan 18, 2007 2:39:18 GMT
He took no notice at all that she went off into the living room. God, why did she have to sulk all the time? Now he really was thinking that she did need a nap, but first she needed a muffin. Grinning away to himself now that the whole mirror issue was completely forgotten (or just shoved out of his mind, either way)
About 5 minuets later he reappeared from the kitchen, still grinning like a total nutter. He leaned on the back of the sofa and held out a blueberry muffin upside down for her. "There you go Kitten"
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Post by Sleeping Beauty on Jan 18, 2007 2:47:15 GMT
She shook her head "I'm not hungry" she said. There was no way she could eat, A combination of nervousness and apprension was making her sick to her stomach.
"So you're just going to keep me here, your crazy if you don't think I'm going to get out. It happened before and it'll happen again" she said crossing her arms.
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Post by The Mad Hatter on Jan 18, 2007 3:01:56 GMT
He just giggled when she said she wasn't hungry and waved the muffin around a little "Don't be silly, Its nice"
But that next thing she said. He only heard half of it because as soon as she got to a certain word, he suddenly dropped the muffin and took a few steps back away from her very quickly. "Don't-call-me-that!!!" He snapped, sounding panicked and a little shaky. "I'm not crazy!" He told her, for a moment sounding like a child, as if he might even stamp his foot after saying it. He didn't though, he just took another few steps back, glaring at her. "But you would say that, you'd like to think that...you'd like me to think I'm cr-...zy too but i know what you're trying to do" He messed with his sleeves and hands wile he talked, the way he always did when he got nervous. That second time he said it, he wouldn't even say the word crazy properly, his voice went all quiet for that word.
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Post by Sleeping Beauty on Jan 18, 2007 3:08:41 GMT
When he took a few steps towards her she got to her feet as well. He was trying to tell her he wasn't crazy. She shook her head "You are crazy, you only hear what you want to hear and you think its ok to kidnap people, how is that not crazy" she yelled. "You probably aren't even hearing what I'm saying right now!"
She glared back at him "What am I trying to do! How am I the bad guy here!" she yelled again. She might have been overreacting but she was really frustrated.
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Post by The Mad Hatter on Jan 18, 2007 3:29:05 GMT
There she went again, calling him crazy. Now he wasn't just playing with his hands, he was digging his nails in, dragging them across his skin without even realizing that he was doing it. And then she said it again. He was upset at the moment, not angry though that was no doubt the way he was going. He knew it to because already in his mind he was seriously considering how easily he could just strangle her.
He had to get away from her.
He came back out of his own world just in time to hear her say that he wasn't even listening. Well she was right but that still really got to him. So he put his hands over his ears. "No you're right I'm not!"
Hang on, something wasn't right. Moving his hands up to his head he had caught a quick flash of red. So he put his hands out infront of him, looking at the palms then the backs. The sight made him feel a little ill. The backs of his hands were bleeding... quite badly considering it was done with just his nails. "EW!" He shook them a little as if that would get the blood off. Then seeing that didn't work turned and ran off to the kitchen, slamming the door behind him.
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Post by Sleeping Beauty on Jan 18, 2007 3:38:29 GMT
She was going to keep going but stopped when she saw how angry he was getting. She had gotten her point across and that was what she had wanted to do.
She rolled her eyes, she knew he wasn't listening. She felt herself gasp a little when she saw he had dug his nails in and cut his hands. She stayed standing when he turned and left to the kitchen, flinching a little when he slammed the door and left. She sat back down on the couch feeling a little shaky, she had a feeling in the back of her mind that she had done something really stupid. He would either come back calmed down or seething angry.
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Post by The Mad Hatter on Jan 18, 2007 3:53:21 GMT
In the safety of the kitchen, Zeque turned on the hot tap and filled the sink. "Oh you dirty birdie... cut my hands will you... I'll show you..." He growled to himself quietly, not really hearing himself. The water turned a tinted red color when he put his hands in and the fact that the water was all from the hot tap made the cuts sting. He just needed to sort this out, then he would go back in the other room...
He wasn't gone long. When he stepped back into the room, with his hands behind his back as if he were hiding something, it was quite obvious by the look in his eyes that he was not at all happy with her.
"Gretal Kitten" He was using that sickly sweet voice again, talking through gritted teeth. "I think you had better tell me how you did that..."
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Post by Sleeping Beauty on Jan 18, 2007 4:41:13 GMT
Gretal leaned foreward and put her face in her hands. She could hear water being turned on in the kitchen. She knew she shouldn't have had yelled. It had been something that Hansel would have done but when he did it for some reason he did it without pushing the limits. She had never really been all that nervous since she was sure that Hansel would protect her but now she was all alone. Just having a little shard of glass to protect her seemed really stupid now. Maybe she was just overeacting and he was in the kitchen calming down.
She heard the kitchen door open again, lifting her head from her hands she looked up. She felt a chill run down her spine, he did not look very happy at all. Hearing him say her real name and pet name all at once in that creepy voice was not helping her feel less creeped out. It was that same feeling when something was horribly wrong.
Figuring he was talking about his hands she shook her head "I didn't do it, you did it." How could he not realize that he had cut up his own hands.
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Post by The Mad Hatter on Jan 18, 2007 20:47:26 GMT
"Don't lie to me" He told her, staking a small step closer. He didn't move to far from the kitchen door though, keeping quite a bit of distance between himself and Gretal. Maybe because he was still worried he might hurt her. Or maybe because he really did think she had somehow made that mess of his hands.
Taking his hands from behind his back he held them out, showing her the cuts. "I think I'd notice if i did that don't you?" He bit his lip, shoving his hands back behind his back again.
He didn't know what to believe, or even what he wanted to believe. He didn't like the idea that she would do that, she was a nice girl, his little kitten. But that would mean that he had done it himself. That didn't sound too good either.
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Post by Sleeping Beauty on Jan 18, 2007 20:54:21 GMT
Gretal wanted to move when he took a small step towards her but she stayed put. "I didn't do it" she repeated calmly.
"How could I have done that? I was way over here the entire time" she snapped, frustration coming through in her voice. How did he he even figure she did it, sure she was yelling but she didn't know how to cut up someones hands from across the room
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Post by The Mad Hatter on Jan 18, 2007 21:18:23 GMT
He was starting to sound just as frustrated as her now "If i knew how you did it i wouldn't be asking you silly girl!" He was still trying to decide if he believed her or not. He really did want to but at the same time he really didn't remember doing it and admitting that he did, even only to himself, meant he would also be admitting that there was something a little wrong with the way his head worked.
He closed his eyes for a moment and held his breath, thinking. "Okay... swear you didn't" He said, opening his eyes again and glaring at her, almost as if daring her to even try lying.
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Post by Sleeping Beauty on Jan 18, 2007 21:23:10 GMT
"If I did do it, I have no clue how I did it" she said glaring. It didn't really come out as she had planned it too, since outloud it kind of sounded like she was halfway admitting she did, which she did not. She did not know how else she could say that she did not do it.
"I swear I did not do it" she said slowly, emphasizing every word.
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Post by The Mad Hatter on Jan 18, 2007 21:32:11 GMT
He paused, thinking again, then sighed and leaned back on the kitchen door. "Okay..." He decided that after all that, the only explanation was that he must have caught his hands on the broken shards of mirror up in the bathroom and just hadn't realized. He would have thought he would feel it but even now it didn't really hurt, it had only started stinging when he put water on it.
"Eat you're muffin then" He said, dismissing thoughts of his bleeding hands from his mind for now and turning his attention back onto what they had been talking about before.
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Post by Sleeping Beauty on Jan 18, 2007 21:37:37 GMT
She sighed a huge sigh of relief and put her face back in her hands for a moment as her racing pulse slowed down a little. She had been a little scared that he was mad enough to kill her with his bare hands.
She looked back up at him "I can't eat anything" she said shaking her head. Also he had dropped it on the floor and that grossed her a little.
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