Quiet as the night (open) (anyone)

[Duke Matherson]

^{Duke said “ Long story.” He looked at her and said “ Yes, 10 years not talking. 16 years of not smiling or frowning. Nothing just plain blank stare.” Giving her the stare then looking at the empty room. Happy the workers left to he didn’t have to go to class. Pulling his hands out of his jacket and putting them on the table while he pulled the hood off his head. Feeling better with less people around.}

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[voguegurl]

She was surprised when he said that. "I have lived in this place for nine years. Don't ask me how I can still smile and stuff." she told him with a nod. She can tell he was getting more comfortable when he put his hood down. She started tugging at her braids again. "That is truly amazing." she told him with a nod. And it was. Not amazing for a good thing but just amazing. Who can show no expression on their face for sixteen years? This boy was definatly as crazy as she was. And she was happy about it. Finally someone who is an 'equal' to her. She looked around the empty Hall wondering why the workers left them alone. She jsut assumed they did not want to deal with those two anymore.

[Duke Matherson]

^{Duke said “ haven’t been here long but all I can say is its better then my dad’s house.” Staring down at his feet then back at Ophelia. Looking away at the Eating Hall. It was just them two, no workers, no preps nothing. He nodded slightly and leaned against the table and said quietly “ Ever been beat with a whip or belt?” Cringing at the thought of the whip and belt again. Duke stopped leaning against the table and looked around again.}

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[voguegurl]

She shooked her head. "No never a belt. But I have been beaten up by these workers." she told him. She slid off the jacket revealing a bruise on her shoulder. "But belts I am sure are way worse. I am sorry aobut that." she told him with a nod. She tuck some of her braided hair behind her ear. She glanced at the exit seeing the shut doors then looked back at Duke while she put the jacket back on since she was cold. "By the way I am honored to be the first you talked to in ten years." she told him with a slight smile looking at him.

[Duke Matherson]

^{Duke looked at the bruises and sighed. He said “ only by my dad but, for 16 years.” Slipping out of his jacket and lifting his shirt. Turning around his back to Ophelia. The scars along his back showed and some went across his whole back most were just lines. Pulling his shirt down and slipping the jacket back on and said “ ever since I as 1.” Sighing as he could still feel the sting of the belt or the whip. Wincing in pain as his backed throbbed again. Calming himself down again he looked at Ophelia. For once in his life his face showed emotion. His face was sad….}

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[voguegurl]

"One?" she said in shock. "Who can hurt an one year old? They haven't done anything except poop and throw up." she said shaking her head. She notice the emotion on his face. Sad. She looked at him and said "You must really feel comfortable around me to show emotion." she told him. She wondered if he knew he was showing emotion. She had no problem showing emotion. But never does show any emotion other then anger toward the workers. She wasn't going to give them the satisfying fact they got to her.

[Duke Matherson]

^{Duke pulled his face back and put on a straight face again. Not knowing he had shown emotion at all. He said “ my father. He is the only reason I am stuck in this hell hole.” Sighing again then looking over at Ophelia. He said “ He blamed me for his horrible life. When I said I didn’t know anything, I meant it. I dropped out of school in second grade when I accidentally told my teacher my father was beating me. That’s when he started using Belts, whips, Glass, anything he could get his hands on.” Sighing again as it seemed all so real to Duke again.}

[voguegurl]

"That f*cker." she said referring to his father. She had no patience for people like Duke's dad. She clenched her fist slightly hearing what his father have done to him. "Second grade? Wow." she said to him looking at him from her fists. She does not know why she cared for Duke. Felt bad for the things that has happened to him. Usually she could care less. Mock the people for their past. Driving them insane like she is. But not Duke. She was utterly confused why. But she was not going to try and figure it out at the moment. She felt it did not matter at the time.

[Duke Matherson]

^{Duke said “ and the reason he sent me here was because he got a girlfriend. She said I wasn’t ‘good enough’ to be her son.” Remembering it all to well. Leaning against the wall and closing his eyes trying to get the memory of his father out of his head. Forgetting about the gash on his hand Duke squeezed his hands together. When he felt the sharp pain he let go. Why was he like this now? He could feel pain, he showed emotion he talked. What was happening? Confused so bad Duke sat there his eyes staring at the ceiling.}

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[voguegurl]

"Bitch." she muttered talking about Dukes fathers girlfriend. "You can't say someone isn't good enough without giving them a chance." she told him with a nod as she lifted the fork she had since the beginning of lunch. She looked at it carelessly then tossed over her shoulder not caring. She tried blocking thoughts of some of the times in the Isolation Room. Where the workers would beat her or do other things to her. The main reason why she hates them soo much. But she gave them credit for not showing the emotion of what they do to her in front of everyone. That takes some real talent.

[Duke Matherson]

^{Duke sighed and said “ you going to just sit here?’ he looked over at her as he said this. Not really caring anymore about emotions. A smile threatened to come on his lips but he forced it not to. He was happy here sort of. He was away from his father and that’s all he cared about. He was glad he didn’t have to worry about abuse anymore. Of course, besides the workers but he could handle them. He would fight back now because he wasn’t young. That second he promised himself that his past shouldn’t hurt His life.}

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[voguegurl]

She smiled slightly. "Wanna go somewhere?" she asked him leaning back in her chair. She did not want to go to class or anything of that sort. She wanted to do something. She notice the smile he forced not to appear. "Smile, it is fine." she told him with a nod. She glanced around the Hall still shocked that the workers have not come in and bug them or anything. Probably because they do not honestly care. She knows they do not care. They just do this job for the money. But now they are stuck here at the school along with the orphans. Irony is a bitch

[Duke Matherson]

^{Duke said “ Sure, where do you want to go?” He stood up and looked at her. Sighing he said “ you planning on keeping the stole jacket?” Looking at her his eyes twinkling slightly. Stretching his arms as he stood there waiting for a reply. Leaning back against the wall as he yawned. Tired as hell, but still wanting to spend time with Ophelia. His hands still in his pockets as he looked at her Ophelia feeling safe with her. He was 16 but still felt like he was 2 in a pitch black room scared.}

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[voguegurl]

"Anywhere." she said standing up from her chair standing next to Duke. "I would give it back but the girl is gone and I don't know where she is." she said with a slight shrug. She smiled feeling calm around Duke. Feeling not the need to live on the edge. She has weird urges like that. The feeling to act completly out of her mind. Like the time when she hot wired one of the workers cars and drove away. She does not even know how to drive. She smiled at the twinkle in Duke's eyes. She then mentally cursed herself. She does not know what is going over her. But for some reason likes it but at the same time is scared shitless of the feeling.

[Duke Matherson]

^{Duke said “ well, we could get in trouble and get thrown into the ‘fun hole’.” Looking at her and winking slightly at her. He said “ or just walk around but I don’t know haven’t been here long enough to know where anything is.” Feeling more and calmer as she stood beside him. He felt something, the feeling was almost something he should have known his whole life. What was it called? Lo- le-… love! That’s what they called it. He sighed again as he knew nothing about it. She didn’t seem to either.}

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