Rayne DiCostas
 
Sixth Year[M:10]
Sometimes we build walls not only to keep people out, but to see who cares enough to break them down
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Post by Rayne DiCostas on Sept 29, 2008 14:12:15 GMT -5
(Oh, damn you. Ha ha. *Sits down to think*)
What Nate saw wouldn't make any sense to him, and she knew that when her eyes landed on the room. But she was confused, too.
It was a simple living room setting. There was a fire dying in the fireplace, and it smelled of rain and dust. The lights were low, and it suddenly felt like it was night.
It was her grandfather's living room, and the walls were lined with pictures of her and her mother, seperately, of course, as well as little drawings and crafts and things she had done as a child.
And she smiled.
"How did you know?" She asked, not quite aware that the room was what knew.
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Post by nate on Sept 29, 2008 14:17:41 GMT -5
"It's my little secret, although.. I'd be willing to share mine if you share one of yours." He was very pleased with the room they'd come to but it had been unexpected and he looked around with a curious glance. He lead her over to a couch that was facing the fireplace. He was still trying to figure out where exactly the room had created for them, but it was very cozy and comforting somehow. He imediately felt relaxed and watched the smile on her face.
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Rayne DiCostas
Sixth Year[M:10]
Sometimes we build walls not only to keep people out, but to see who cares enough to break them down
Posts: 222
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Post by Rayne DiCostas on Sept 30, 2008 1:46:58 GMT -5
"I don't have any secrets to share," She said, automatically, and not quite realizing how much of a lie that was. "I don't even know how you could possibly have known about this."
She followed him to the sofa, but stayed standing, her fingers tracing over a photo, and then a very poorly drawn Christmas tree from when she was little. It was almost embarassing.
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Post by nate on Sept 30, 2008 2:00:12 GMT -5
Nate sat down on the sofa and just watched Rayne. For once he really did feel comfortable and he wasn't worried right now about anything but that Rayne was happy. Nate wasn't about to tell her the secret then if she couldn't be honest with herself.. everyone had some secrets. Well, he didn't really but no that wasn't quite right either.. he did have one secret and it was likely Rayne would never give him a chance to tell her without him loosing a few body parts in the process.
Instead he just watched her.. she seemed to be drawn to the photos and artwork. He assumed this place was something in her past, or maybe her home somehow. He thought the tree drawing was cute.
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Rayne DiCostas
Sixth Year[M:10]
Sometimes we build walls not only to keep people out, but to see who cares enough to break them down
Posts: 222
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Post by Rayne DiCostas on Sept 30, 2008 2:29:13 GMT -5
Rayne sighed, dropping her fingers from the decorations on the wall. She missed this room so much sometimes.
She turned back towards Nate and joined him on the couch. "Are you going to tell me?" She asked, then added, "How you knew. It's just impossible." And perfect. If she was quiet, she could hear the rain outside, and it was exactly how she remembered it. There was simply no way Nate could have known or recreated everything so perfectly.
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Post by nate on Sept 30, 2008 8:29:57 GMT -5
"mmmm.... maybe... if you tell me something I don't know about you first." He smiled at her, it was a genuine smile that said how much he really did want to know more about her. That he actually really cared to know and listen. He knew she had her secrets, though whatever they were he couldn't imagine them being so bad as to hide them away like she did. She always that that invisible wall around herself and never let anyone in, never really shared herself or opened up to anyone that he had ever seen. Even her best friend Evelyn only knew a tiny part of Rayne and he wanted to know more. He cared enough to want to know everything about her and ... and what? Kiss her fears away? she'd have his hide if he ever even tried to kiss her. Nate sighed and just watched her.
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Rayne DiCostas
Sixth Year[M:10]
Sometimes we build walls not only to keep people out, but to see who cares enough to break them down
Posts: 222
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Post by Rayne DiCostas on Sept 30, 2008 11:48:43 GMT -5
Rayne sighed. She didn't have any good secrets. Well none that she would tell Nate, but then again, he wouldn't even want to know half of the things she didn't talk about.
She finally nodded. "I don't know how big of a secret you want, Nate," she said, as if they were truly bartering something.
She pointed at a picture on a table next to the couch. "That's my mum when she was my age."
You never would have guessed. She was a tall brunette with chocolate eyes, and she and Rayne looked nothing alike, except that they had that same look on their faces that said, "Don't mess with me, or you will be sorry."
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Post by nate on Sept 30, 2008 12:43:43 GMT -5
"How about...." He thought about it.. something she had never talked about... "tell me about your parents. You said you lived with your grandfather.. but what happened to your parents?" The thought came from looking at the photo of her mother, other than the expression on her face they looked nothing alike.
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Rayne DiCostas
Sixth Year[M:10]
Sometimes we build walls not only to keep people out, but to see who cares enough to break them down
Posts: 222
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Post by Rayne DiCostas on Sept 30, 2008 13:00:00 GMT -5
She was quiet for a long time, her eyes on that picture, and she wondered if she was anything at all like her mother.
Finally, she sighed, and the wall was a little higher. "My mum died when I was born," she admitted. "And I don't know where my father is." It was the truth... about as vague as she could be about it, but it was the most anyone else knew about it, so at least he had something from her.
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Post by nate on Sept 30, 2008 13:14:15 GMT -5
He felt Rayne subtly tense as she sighed as if distancing herself from him again and he frowned. He wasn't sure how to fix it either. "Rayne, I know what it's like to loose parents. Mine are both dead now, I never really told anyone how they died. I was really young but.. I can still remember their screams in my nightmares, they were tortured to death. I don't know who did it they were masked, but I'd been told to hide and I could hear their screams until there was no more sound and then later I found them. I was only six.. but I'll never forget it."
It was the only thing he knew to do... to share something of himself and hope that him trusting her would ... he didn't know what it would accomplish but his eyes focused on the fireplace as the memories flooded him again.
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Rayne DiCostas
Sixth Year[M:10]
Sometimes we build walls not only to keep people out, but to see who cares enough to break them down
Posts: 222
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Post by Rayne DiCostas on Sept 30, 2008 13:55:21 GMT -5
Rayne's eyes shifted to look at Nate. She didn't know what to say. That was horrible... She'd been just an infant when her mother died, and she would never have to remember being there. And her father left her... the only cries had been her own. And it wasn't that being left by choice was any easier, or any better, but she had just found a way to connect with Nate, and she didn't know how to use it or what to do with it.
She reached out, seeing that he was hurt, remembering what he had been through, and put her hand on top of his. "I was four when my dad left."
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Post by nate on Sept 30, 2008 14:20:52 GMT -5
Nate turned his haunted gaze to Rayne, there were no tears in his eyes though... his tears had dried up long ago when the nightmares had come, he wasn't even sure if he knew how to cry if he wanted to. But as she began to speak he looked into her eyes and... just listened. No judgement on his face, no pitty.. he just listened.
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Rayne DiCostas
Sixth Year[M:10]
Sometimes we build walls not only to keep people out, but to see who cares enough to break them down
Posts: 222
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Post by Rayne DiCostas on Sept 30, 2008 15:27:10 GMT -5
She couldn't look at him when he looked at her like that, and her eyes fell to her lap.
She didn't have anything else to say, but she knew that Nate wanted to hear her talk. "This room is where my grandfather took me when my dad left. He took me through a couple of weeks later and let me tear down all of the pictures and things that had anything to do with him. It was raining that day."
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Post by nate on Sept 30, 2008 15:42:16 GMT -5
Nate had often felt abandoned himself, even though it was for different reasons.. but he did understand what she must have gone through in his own way through his own losses. To feel so alone, but to be abandoned willingly, he could only imagine how that must have hurt her. He didn't want to give her pitty, least of all that. But he did give her empathy. "At least you have your grandfather, who loves you unconditionally. And you have me." He said the last very softly and wasn't sure if she heard it or not.
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Rayne DiCostas
Sixth Year[M:10]
Sometimes we build walls not only to keep people out, but to see who cares enough to break them down
Posts: 222
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Post by Rayne DiCostas on Oct 2, 2008 6:26:43 GMT -5
Her eyes flicked to his again. Yes, she had heard him as if he had yelled it to her, and she it made her lose her breath. She wasn't sure what he meant, and she wasn't sure how she wanted to take it.
In her ever hardened ways, she sat up a little straighter and decided to let it go. "How did you know about this room?" She had shared a secret of hers. And while he had told her about his parents... well, he owed her this one, too.
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Post by nate on Oct 2, 2008 9:18:33 GMT -5
Nate smiled secretively and patted the chair next to him. "Well, one day I was up on the seventh floor and I needed a type of place to go and while I was thinking about it, a door appeared and when I walked in it was just exactly what I had needed. A few days later I had come back and the door was gone. I couldn't remember what I'd been doing the first time and then when I thought of what I needed... it appeared again. What I discovered by accident and confirmed later when I kept coming back here, is that whenever you have a need for a place it appears. " He waited to let that soak in. He wondered if he would still have to explain why it had brought him to this place this time. But for the moment he didn't tell her, unless she asked.
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Rayne DiCostas
Sixth Year[M:10]
Sometimes we build walls not only to keep people out, but to see who cares enough to break them down
Posts: 222
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Post by Rayne DiCostas on Oct 2, 2008 20:11:41 GMT -5
"All right," Rayne said, following along with him. That would explain why the door had appeared out of nowhere, but it didn't really answer her questions.
"All right," she said again, "But how did you know to want this room?" The intricacies of the room of requirement were still unknown to her, and she was impressed and alarmed at the same time that he knew to bring her here.
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Post by nate on Oct 2, 2008 21:08:03 GMT -5
Nate blushed and slowly admitted "I was thinking that I needed a room that would make you happy. And it created this room." He wondered if she would be less impressed now that she knew he hadn't been completely responsible for what had been created for their use, and he wondered what she'd say if she knew he'd wanted to make her happy.
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Rayne DiCostas
Sixth Year[M:10]
Sometimes we build walls not only to keep people out, but to see who cares enough to break them down
Posts: 222
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Post by Rayne DiCostas on Oct 5, 2008 4:51:01 GMT -5
Rayne didn't know what to say, and she just watched Nate for a moment. That got to her, but she couldn't place why. And it hit a little close for her, making her want to block herself off even more.
She shook her head. "I'm not unhappy, Nate," she told him softly.
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Post by nate on Oct 5, 2008 5:04:36 GMT -5
"I didn't say you were unhappy, Rayne.. I just wanted to take you somewhere you could smile. I had half expected to open the door to some dance hall or hospital ward for all I knew... But I can see why your grandfather's house would be a happy place. My Gran's house is one of my favorite places to be too you know." He somehow felt he needed to defend himself but instead he found himself explaining more.
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