"Our contract is important, for starters. You're well being is important to me, my guilt... need i go on?" he said, managing not to cry.

"You ruined my home, my things, my memories.... they were all in there." She said, looking up. Her face stained with tears.

"I disagree. Your memories can't be destroyed. If they could... I would've given up a long time ago." he whispered.

Duncan looked over. He couldn't say anything...he had a feeling...she was listening more to Kyru then him. And he didn't want to ruin things so he stayed silent. Scared he'd make things worst.

"No, they can't. But memories as in possesions, things people gave me before they left!"

Duncan scratched the back of his head, "I said I could help." he said barely above a wisper, "There's a reason i said that...there's more way's to do so then just repair." he said it so low he doubt they'd heard him.

"What would you do if they could see you now? Hearing that you value worldly possesions just as much as you did them?" he said clearly.

"Duncan, you can't repair it." Xanthee told him before turning her gaze to the demon, her eyes hard again. "I value them, their photos. Ways so I don't forget their faces. Things they gave me, the words they spoke as they did so."

"I said there's more the re-pair....like....re-posetion. fancy term for time....movement."

The witch hugged her knees close, closing her eyes tight.

"If you want to kill me, do it. I can't stop you, and I owe you my life anyway." he told Xanthee. He resolved to accept his fate either way.

The witch slapped him, and hard.

He fell over, and waited for the next blow.

He looked down, "She won't listen...I am useless." he thought.

Right now, the witch needed a hug, her cat.. something familiar whether it be touch, sight or sound.

Duncan looked up and crawled over unsurely. He was still crying. He couldn't control it. He looked at Kryu, "She needs you....us." he sent into his brain.

Kryu's eyes were closed, his ear pounding. He was wondering if Xanthee went looking for a weapon... but refused to look.

((Cya))

Xanthee just closed her eyes and fell back onto her ass, tears fallinga again.

He spoke, eyes still shut.

"What are you waiting for? Kill me, and the pain goes away. That's the way the world works." he said quietly.

"Don't tempt me." She mumbled, getting to her feet.

He glared at him, "She doesn't need that!" he told him and siged. He was scared but went over and hugged her.

(last post night^^)

Xanthee hugged him back, holding to him tight as she bit back tears.

"It's ok to cry...I realise that now." he wispered holding her.

(I'm waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay to addicted....ok now last post night!!!)

Kryu cracked his eyes open. He chuckled inside... angels always make things better....

((Lols, you know ya wanna stay))

"Not when you have to be strong." She whispered back, opening her eyes now.

"Really....I used to think that to." he told her softly.

(I know!!! Don't tempt me but i'm about to get grounded...night!!!^^For reals!!!:P)

"It's okay to not be strong all the time. You taught me that," Kryu said weakly.

"Yeah, but I never listened to myself." Xanthee told him.

"You should. You give good advice." he said trying to sit back up.

"I give advice not meant for me. I'm the one who remains strong for everyone else.... Fuck..." Tears fell down her face again, "MY fucking store..."

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