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Post by tt on Oct 16, 2008 21:13:16 GMT -8
Tony and Tia were dropped off in the streets of London, to search for others of their kind that might have been lost in merry old England. As soon as they entered London, they met the patriarch of the Darling family, George. The siblings had a precognition that George would encounter a lethal scenario, unless the man took care. The siblings left after they warned George. It was dusk, several days after the meeting, when Tony and Tia returned to the same street. "Which house was it?" Tony asked as he walked, looking around at the houses. "It was so dark that I don't remember."Tia stopped in her tracks, closed her eyes and brought her fingers to her temples. Tony stopped and waited patiently for an answer. The younger sibling opened her eyes and pointed to a specific house. "Over there, at that house." The two looked at the structure together. What a large home... *** "You knock," she said, when the two stood before the front door.Tony nodded. "Sure, why not?" He grasped the elegant knocker, with which he pulled and pushed, loudly but carefully, to alert anyone inside the Darling residence. After three knocks he released the door knocker and slipped his hands into his pockets, while Tia gently clenched her fists. The two glanced at each other before drawing their attention to the door. |
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Post by George Darling on Oct 22, 2008 10:37:55 GMT -8
"Now who could that be at this hour?" Came George's voice from behind the solid door followed by the sound of heavy footsteps approaching. The sound of the door being unlocked was soon followed by the door swinging open, the plump frame of the man of the house filling the door frame.
He took one look at the two children before his eyes went wide, his mouth agape. Just when everything seemed to be returning to normal (or at least, as normal as life got at the Darling residence) here were those spooky kids again. Like a slap in the face of his stabilizing jitters.
"Why, you're..." He mumbled, pointing between them as his index finger alternated between pointing out the two of them, his eyes wide with shock and a bit of bewilderment.
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Post by tt on Oct 22, 2008 16:36:34 GMT -8
Both Tony and Tia already felt greatly relieved when they heard George's voice from behind the door. Contrary to Mr. Darling's spooked reaction, the kids smiled widely, expressing sheer happiness.
"You're all right, mister!" exclaimed Tia. She looked as though she was a second away from hugging the English man.
"That's great!" Tony shared Tia's enthusiasm. He, too, was elated that the man heeded their warning, and survived whatever happened that night.
The siblings looked to each other's faces, mutually smiling. They were contented with performing a good deed, especially one that saved a life.
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Post by George Darling on Oct 27, 2008 18:41:36 GMT -8
He glanced around the street behind them nervously, as if anxiously fearful that someone may walk by and hear their conversation, taking them all for loons. Still, the children had saved his life. Well, sort of. Though he hadn't heeded their warnings, they had tried to do well by him.
"Yes, yes... why don't the two of you come in for a few minutes? I'm certain Mary wouldn't mind making some tea for us. After all, I haven't thanked you properly." He invited them. He could hardly believe what had just come from his own mouth; was he actually admitting that they could foresee the future? No, that was impossible. It must have just been an eerie coincidence.
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Post by tt on Oct 28, 2008 0:50:00 GMT -8
Tony's eyes lit up with content. "We'd--"
"We'd love to!" Tia said at the same time as her sibling. She was also visibly excited about being offered tea. After thinking for a second she placed a hand on the teenage male's shoulder. "Oh... I don't think we've introduced ourselves. I'm Tia."
"And I'm Tony," he said. "Tia's my sister. Heh."
"It's nice to meet you... well, formally meet you," Tia added with a pleasant grin.
Tony chuckled lightly.
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Post by George Darling on Nov 6, 2008 14:41:43 GMT -8
"Yes, yes..." He responded listlessly at the two of them, taking one last glance at the street behind them before he opened the door wider and stepped to one side of it, allowing the two youths entry. He would formerly introduce himself once the two youths had entered, but for now he wanted to continue their interactions behind the safety of closed doors.
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Post by tt on Nov 6, 2008 17:40:25 GMT -8
Tia entered first, followed by Tony. The siblings stepped into the Darling residence and were immediately fond of the well-furnished, decorated interior. This home wasn't nearly as lavish as Aristotle Bolt's mansion, but said mansion was forced and pretentious. The Darling home possessed a more comforting warmth; it was evident that this was truly a home for a family.
"You have a beautiful home," Tia complimented as she enthusiastically examined the interior.
"Yeah," Tony said with a nod. "I have to agree!"
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