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Crystal Smee

Crystal Smee

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Bffmco, thanks for all the bumps :) I appreciate the support. Chuk, thanks for the advice - I was better about not procrastinating this year, so hopefully I can keep that up. I so don't wanna end up in a cycle of all-nighters. I'm on the quarter system too, and word is since it goes so much faster, falling behind is like death >_>
We'll see how it goes. Anyhow...I'm feeling like writing and need a break from packing, so expect a long-ish add tomorrow or Sunday.

04-Sep-2010 03:40:33

Charmeddude0

Charmeddude0

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"Hey!
Your name seems familiar...are you "Charmeddude" as in "Charmed" as in the show? Or am I making that up?
Well anyway, welcome to the thread XD"
Charmed is most certainly reference in my name! I love that show! (Sorry for such a late response **)
Anyway, you have a very amazing story right herr.

04-Sep-2010 03:56:23

Crystal Smee

Crystal Smee

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Lucas expected Sorokin to hand him a wooden sword and explain how to use it. He imagined that by the end of the first week, he’d be Instead, he found himself flying through the brush of the forest surrounding Port Sarim, jumping tree roots and dodging low-hanging branches. Every muscle in his body protested running further, but Sorokin was behind him, shouting, urging him on, shoving him whenever he lagged. The sweat streamed into his eyes. His stomach was a solid wall of pain. His lungs burned, his legs felt like blocks of cement, and he really did not think it was physically possible to go any further. If he’d been on his own, he’d have stopped miles back. A minute after starting.
“Come on, man!” Sorokin shouted, and pounded him between the shoulder blades, making him stumble, but he kept moving. “We’ve only gone five lousy miles!”
Lucas was barely running, it was more like a lope, and every time he put weight on his legs, his knees threatened to give out. Finally he staggered to a halt and leaned on a tree, doubled over in pain, trying to catch his breath. “Gods,” he gasped. “How do you – even – know that?”
“Cause I’ve made this run a million times.”
He wasn’t even panting. Lucas wanted to kill him. “I can’t do this.”
“We’re not even halfway.”
“And I can’t go further.”
“Yeah you can.” Lucas glared at him, and Sorokin smiled. “You’re further than you got yesterday.”
Lucas looked around. How was he supposed to know? All this forest looked the same to him. They were just trees. “Yeah, I don’t see it.” At least his breath was returning to normal. It felt like there were knives in his throat, but the cool morning air felt good. He could feel the sweat beginning to dry on his skin.
“You’ll learn. All right, sit.” Sorokin guided him to a rock and hunkered down.

04-Sep-2010 22:17:55

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