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Post by phantom on Jun 3, 2007 20:33:15 GMT -5
Jaden walked alongside Belle, carrying the bag with greater ease than he had expected. He was glad Zefrum stayed in such good shape, though he sometimes didn't like the methods. Jaden blushed when Belle mentioned liking him better. It was obvious that anyone would like him better than a cold-hearted psychopath, but he liked the sound of it anyway. He was intrigued when she mentioned putting Zefrum to sleep while singing. "You can do that?" he asked, "If so, I'm glad to hear it. I've always wondered if there was anyone who could subdue him. Prison never held him down." He paused, remembering the short but agonizing time they had spent in prison. He perked up when she mentioned making Zefrum angry. "Oh, I make him furious," Jaden said, "and I'm sure he'd rather not have me around. Normally, there are things you can do to supress an alternate personality, starting by acknowledging its existance. But it seems I've taken on my own entity. Maybe I'm here to protect people from Zefrum." He stopped, thinking he might be rambling or talking too much about himself. "Oh, I never asked... What's your name?"
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Post by Tiffany on Jun 3, 2007 20:40:01 GMT -5
Belle stopped singing long enough to listen to him talk. She grinned at him. "My name is Belle! " She said happily."And what would your name be? I know of Zefrum..but you are not him...What do you go by? And yes I put people to sleep when I sing..Or I just calm them down, or I could put someone in a coma even!" She smiled at the rather morbid image of the first guy she had taken her wrath out on. "The first person that I ever used my powers on was a peeping tom..I didnt do it on purpose..but Im glad it happened. You see..I not only put people to sleep, but I can mess with their dreams as well." She grinned at the first accomplishment that she had ever really had. "I made him pay for snooping on me..But unfortunately the same nightmare I sent him..I got too..but it isnt as bad for someone I dont know..Some people can be scared of the weirdest things..Ones that I dont think are all that scary myself..So for me its just a weird dream.." She sighed. "I can make people have nightmares..or very pleasant dreams..whichever one I want..I just send a signal to a different part of their brain..Its simple really.." She stopped when she realized that she had just been rambling on. She cleared her throat again. "So other than having split personalities..what do you do?"
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Post by phantom on Jun 3, 2007 20:54:21 GMT -5
Jaden listened to everything Belle had to say. "I'm Jaden. Your power is very interresting," he said, "perhaps a good dream every now and then might calm Zeferum down. Probably not, though. Hes had a bad past. Or is it we? I guess I didn't come along until after the trouble. Well, if you don't call Zefrum trouble." She asked what he did other than "having split personalities". "Tut tut," Jaden said, "I believe most people take offense to talking about their mental issues, especially people with split personalities." He smiled. "But I suppose I can let you get away with it this time," he said sarcastically. "When you say 'what do you do?', do you mean my power or hobbies?" he asked, "Zefrum and I actually have separate powers. I guess that makes me more of a person. He controls acid and I control density. We can't use each other's powers. As for hobbies... well... I usually just try to keep Zefrum at bay. I think I want him gone more than he wants me gone sometimes." He paused for a moment, feeling a slight pressure in his mind. He focused all of his energy on supressing it. It worked, but he was sure it would only be for a while. "I think it may get dangerous soon," Jaden said, "Zefrum is trying to get out. I'm sorry if he does anything. Especially if he hurts your bag again." He smiled at his sarcastic comment about the bag. "What do you do for fun?" he asked Belle, wanting to learn all he could before he disappeared.
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Post by Tiffany on Jun 3, 2007 21:07:21 GMT -5
Belle smiled at him. "Ohh..I enjoy singing a lot..I love to swim...to run sometimes, but mostly I like to sing. And I am sorry if I offended you in any way..I didnt mean to talk about you that way.." She blushed and looked away. " And I kinda meant power wise..but I think it would be nice to know what you do for a hobby too..." She trailed off and looked at the bag. "Do you need help carrying that? It is my bag after all..." She scratched her chin. "Density huh? Thats cool.." She tried to keep up the conversation but didnt know how to go about doing that when she didnt know who was going to take over..or when they would take over. She was enjoying her conversation with Jaden, and was anxious to know if Zefrum would take over at any time in the near future. Zefrum made her nervous, his temper was volatile to say the least, while Jaden was a kind man, who only wanted to help. She sighed and decided to make the most of her time with Jaden. "So what do you do in your spare time then?" She asked trying to keep a happy tone when she realized that he was obviously struggling to keep Zefrum from resurvacing. She shuddered at the thought and hoped that Jaden could keep control for just a little longer.
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Post by phantom on Jun 3, 2007 21:20:37 GMT -5
"Spare time? I don't think I have much of that," Jaden said, "I think I may have broken a record for my longest time out right now. It's strange..." He paused for a moment. "It's strange to go back," he continued, "because all I can do is talk to Zefrum. It's like torture. I'd go insane if I wasn't already. Well, we are." Jaden noticed they were approaching the school, maybe fifty feet from the front doors. "Looks like we're almost there," he said, "I've really enjoyed talking to you. I'm sure I can't hold on much longer, so I'll have to let you go." He set teh bag down for a second and grabbed the two ends of the handle. He lowered their density, making them into a sort of gel. He then stretched them until the tips of each were inside each other, then increased the density, connecting them to form a working handle. "I would have done that sooner," he said, looking up at Belle, "but I wanted a chance to talk to you." He smiled, but then felt a tugging inside himself. "By Belle," Jaden said, then he fell into darkness.
Zefrum looked at the fixed handle on teh bag and stood up. "Nice chat?" he asked rhetorically. He kicked her bag over and yelled inside himself. What do you think you're doing?! he said to Jaden, You think you're better than me?! This is MY body! He stared off into nothing for a moment, waiting for Jaden's response, but none came. He looked at Belle. "I'll take care of you when I know Jaden knows it," he said, "If he can share my body, he deserves to share my pain."
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Post by Tiffany on Jun 3, 2007 21:29:12 GMT -5
Belle smiled sadly at Jaden. "Bye.." She whispered and was suprisingly happy when he said he made it harder on himself to carry her bag just to talk to her. She knew the second that Zefrum took over. She smiled just the way she did at Jaden, because she knew that he was there..somewhere..She walked forward, no longer concerned about her belongings. She placed a hand to his face and smoothed it down his cheek. "So angry.." She whispered as she began to sing. She whispered between the lyrics. "You hate so much..why? Why take it out on people..It wont make the hurt go away..It wont change the past..wont change what happened to you. Jaden..you are there because Zefrum needs a saving grace..and that is what you are..you are the good that he tries to deny..never let your self importance be in question." She sang even louder and focused on the drowsy feeling people get right before they fall asleep. She brought that feeling into her singing and directed it to Zefrum. " I believe you are good inside..you have to be...Zefrum.." She whispered as she stepped forward and kissed him ever so lightly on the lips as he fell asleep. "I believe in you.." She stepped away and picked up her things. "Even if you dont believe in yourself." She tried to valiantly pick up her things and walk away, and slightly blushed when she still had to drag the bag. "Stupid stuff.."
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Post by phantom on Jun 3, 2007 22:03:57 GMT -5
Zefrum tried to back away when she reached for his face. No one touched him like that and went unpunished. He couldn't though, feeling very drowsy. His eyes started to close and he stumbled. The girl was singing, but he couldn't understand the words. He tried to create acid, but he couldn't. His eyelids became heavy and he fell to his knees. He heard her talking to Jaden. He can't hear you, you stupid..., he thought, too tired to even finish the sentence in his mind. He fell to the ground, fast asleep. A small book fell from his pocket. The cover read "The History of Blood". Zefrum's mind went completely black just after hearing something in the back of his mind: I hear more than you think...
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Post by Tiffany on Jun 3, 2007 22:16:45 GMT -5
Belle heard the tell tale sign of Zefrum hitting the ground. She winced when she realized that she could have stopped him from hitting it so hard. She turned around quickly and walked back to his side to see if he was okay. She kneeled down next to him and lifted his head slowly to see if he had hit the ground too hard. She sighed in relief when it seemed like he was okay. She frowned when she felt something hurting her knee. She lifted up that leg slightly and felt under her leg for the source of the pain. She found it and brought it to her face. "History of Blood?" She whispered as she frowned at the now sleeping Zefrum. She turned back to the book and opened it slowly. She realized belatedly that it was a journal. A journal that he kept track of the people he killed obviously. A chill went down her spine as her eyes hit the first blotch of blood at the top of the page. Her blood ran cold at the words written there. "Lifes not that precious..." She shook with horror at the realization that this man was a cold blooded killer. She slammed the book closed and closed her eyes. She knew that Jaden was a good man.."That poor guy..stuck...a prisoner inside this lunatics mind.." She whispered sadly as a hand reached over to smooth that hair back from his face. She studied it and was in awe at how different he looked asleep..how peaceful..how ...young. She sighed and concentrated on what he would like to dream about. She sent a signal to the part of his brain that produced good dreams. She smiled slowly as she waited for the smile to come to his face. She knew that no matter what he dreamed about..it would be something he deemed amusing or nice or funny..and he would enjoy his dream. That thought alone made her happy. She tucked the book into a pocket in her kimono and went back to her stuff. She took one final look to him and took off as fast as she could to her dorm.
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