John Ford
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Post by John Ford on Mar 20, 2008 1:15:23 GMT 5
Joel was confused why did this boy think he hated him. Joel was a little disapointed about this but still managed to give off a sun rise smile. Joel bent down and tore a bit of paper out of his book and wrote on it "Can you look at something?". he knew this would make him sound like a two year old with a new pet but he thought he would see his picture as an understanding point. He gave the boy the note which he had written on whith crystal blue like the boys eyes. Joel showed him the picyure that had a small smudge on it where he had put led on the grass.
John nodded slightly, taking the piece of paper from Joel gentily. John touched the picture and closed his eyes. He could feel the colors and they're beauty. John opened them, and John's eyes flashed with the colors, it was like looking into a fire when John looked at colors. "I see light in a different way, so I see colors as what they are" John said trying to make it sound like it had any sense to it. "That's why I prefer the dark, the sun hurts the eyes, but I love to gaze at the rays the sun gives off when it descends, it's always beautiful when it does" John smiled.
John gave back the pictured slowly. "Your a great artist, and I assume you took a silent oath?" John asked curiously. "Ether that, or you can't speak" John said. "Don't worry, don't need to write anyhing, I'm just curious" John smiled. "I want to show you something" John closed his eyes and opened them for a moment. "It's important to keep the mind opened, to new possibilities" John said softly. Hi John's lips didn't move, yet the words, they where so clear. John had telepathicly sent a thought to Joel. John smiled waiting to see what he would say or do next.
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Post by Joel Quemont on Mar 20, 2008 3:31:13 GMT 5
"Your a great artist" Joel had only heard this from his dad and well he didn't count it was great to finally know that he was drawing things. This made his smile little edge wider. "Don't worry, don't need to write anyhing, I'm just curious" Joel wanted to write something and alomost did except he said he wanted to show him something. His hand felt a little awkward as it seemed into his brain. He looked at the boy for a second but almost jumped when his voice just entered his head. "can you read my thoughts" Joel thaught but kept his sketch pad in hand incase he couldn't. Joel was starting to see why the boy had been so scared before.
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John Ford
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Do I not cry when you hurt me, do I not bleed when I am cut, do I not die when I am poisoned?
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Post by John Ford on Mar 22, 2008 4:42:29 GMT 5
John smiled, when Can you here my thoughts? John nodded, but still kept his distance. "You have a lovely voice you know?" John said not trying to sound like a flirt in anyway just pointing out the advious. John's lip trembled now, "That's not all I can do" the tears filled his eyes, John shook them away though. "I wanted to here what you sounded like, without breaking your oath"
John moved more away now from this boy. "My names John" John stuttered not sure if he truly wanted to give away this information. John smiled. "May I ask what's yours?" John gave an inocent smile
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Post by Joel Quemont on Mar 22, 2008 4:56:53 GMT 5
Joel smiled he was finally able to have a conversation without his sketch pad. He looked at the boy with confusion. Tilting his head he thought "are you ok?" he said hoping he could still here him. His voice sadly Joel had even forgot what his voice sounded like it made him sad to think about it. when he saw the tears in his eyes. he could notice a look on his face just like the one he had gotten when he had first came to hogwarts. Seeing him back away Joel couldn't think of anything to say or write to the boy so instead he just stepped towards him extending his hand.
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John Ford
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Post by John Ford on Mar 22, 2008 21:18:59 GMT 5
~Teal=Thoughts&Thought Conversation~
John saw the extended arm, he had ignored the question. John smiled and actually took the boys hand. I'm fine John gave a weak smile to try and support his answer, although it wasn't true. It's just-- John paused, Johnt tried to word it in some way. Complicated John smiled again. And you need not worry about me not hearing your thoughts, I'll always here them, unless you don't want me too, it's rude to just invaid someones mind, if I truly wanted to, I could see everything John moved closer to the boy now. John hadn't even noticed he still held his hand. I still don't know your name, and may I ask what your doing out here?
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Post by Joel Quemont on Mar 23, 2008 9:14:24 GMT 5
Joel smiled radiating trying to make the boy smile ~complicated if its a long story tell me~ Joel wanted wondered why the boy was holding his hand. he gripped back making his skin warm in the process (hes not gay but if you want *shrug*). Joel than realised what he just said. He doesn't even know his name. ~my name is...~ he didn't know if he should and hoped he coiuldn't heer him thinking about not telling him (which i think you can) ~Joel. Joel Quemont~ his mind stutered to think this. ~and im watching the sun set~ he said stupidly relising how unlikely it was that he would be interested in that.
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John Ford
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Post by John Ford on Mar 24, 2008 16:50:20 GMT 5
(Um... I guess it's up to you if you want your guy to be gay or not, not my decission, mine is but you know that already)
John waited patiently for his responses. John could here the battle in his head, and John thought the boy wasn't actually going to give him his name. So John frowned then. Joel. Joel Quemont, and I was watching the sun set John blinked almost surprised that Joel has actually giving his name. John realized he was holding his hand and slowly let go of it. John smiled softly but walked pass Joel and up a hill. John had said no word, just went pass.
Half way up John looked down at Joel You coming? Comon I want to show you another thing but we have to wait until night if that's okay John smiled to confort him. John was sure he made this boy uneasy but it was nice to finaly talk to someone who actualy cared. John got to the top, the sun has almost descended upon the horrizon so instead of watching it set, John strechted and laid on his back looking at the sky that then began to show glittering stars and darkness.
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