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Post by Lily-Rose Evans on May 6, 2007 13:49:47 GMT -5
It was raining as a lone figure walked though the Cemetery, The only sounds that could be heard was the rain hitting the floor and the sound of her boots on the stone path. She was wearing a simple, plain black strap top, Jeans and high heeled black boots. She was soaked as she stopped in front of a grave. Her long dark hair was sticking to her as she stood there, her tears mixing in with the rain drops. She knelt down in front of the gave and gentle kissed a single Lily before placing it on the grave. It read.... Gabriella Evans
1984 - 2007
An Amazing Mother, Daughter and Friend
A true Angel on Earth |
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Post by Phoebe Halliwell on May 6, 2007 14:13:13 GMT -5
Phoebe stood up from where she was kneeling by Prue's grave, as not to far away she heard someone walking along the stone path. It wasn't to surprising that she didn't notice Phoebe as she had been there for hours, and her dark blue clothes blended so well with the rain and the night. She saw the girl kidd a Lily before placing it on the grave. Getting up, and shivering slightly from being out in the rain and cold so long, she walked over to the person and read the inscription. She smiled probably the saddest smile anyone ever saw. "You lost your mother as well?" she asked, as she sat next to the girl who she ddin't know, but she could tell was probably a nice person.
((OOC: Is it night?))
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Post by Lily-Rose Evans on May 6, 2007 14:34:37 GMT -5
(OOC: Just starting to get dark)
She nodded slowly, she sniffed slightly from the cold and the rain. She knew she shouldn't have stayed out here all day espessically in the rain but she felt like she had to be there. "She died when I was six." It may have been 12 years ago but the memories were still painful for her. "I miss her so much." She said though some sobs, she didn't want to break down in front of a complete stranger but she had a feeling she would understand and Lily-Rose just needed someone to listen, be a mother-figure.
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Post by Phoebe Halliwell on May 6, 2007 14:49:06 GMT -5
((kk evening then))
"I barely remember my mom...I only have one memory of her," she said, as she listened to Lily-Rose's plea. She could feel the girl's need to have someone there to support her when she broke down and though she didn't even know her, Phoebe rubbed her back gently. "What's your name?" she asked, feeling the emotions even stronger when she touched her.
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Post by Lily-Rose Evans on May 6, 2007 15:01:35 GMT -5
"Lily-Rose." She said weakly. "Lilies and Roses were her favorite flowers." She had never come across someone that was so kind, Phoebe didn't know her yet here she was comforting her. On the inside Lily-Rose was just a scared little girl that wanted one thing that she couldn't have, Her mother.
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Post by Phoebe Halliwell on May 7, 2007 17:13:05 GMT -5
Phoebe smiled at the name, as it reminded her of her own daughter. "I named my daughter Lily..." she said not even minding that she was soaked. "So how about if I call you Rose?" she suggested. She was trying to get her mind off of her mother's death, which is something Phoebe would've done with her own daughter- distract her from what was bothering her so she would feel a little better, then redirect the conversation to what was bothering her and solve whatever it was.
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Post by Lily-Rose Evans on May 8, 2007 16:34:58 GMT -5
She smiled "Or you can call me Melody" She said weakly. Most people did, it wasn't often that people called her by her first name. The only time people called her by her first-name was when she was in trouble or when someone wanted to wind her up.
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Post by Phoebe Halliwell on May 8, 2007 17:23:48 GMT -5
"Melody's a beautiful name," said Phoebe, and she meant it. Whoever named her well knew how to chose names well. She sensed that Melody still felt weak but at least she wasn't as engrossed in thoughts about her mother as she previously was.
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Post by Lily-Rose Evans on May 9, 2007 10:26:38 GMT -5
She nodded "I always liked my name," She was going to be called Demeter, after the greek goddess of agriculture, grain, harvest and earth. But the name Lily-Rose Melody just stuck, her mothers favorite flowers were lilies and roses and she had a huge love of music. She sniffed slightly with the cold, only just realizing how cold and wet she was from sitting in the rain so long.
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Post by Phoebe Halliwell on May 9, 2007 16:33:16 GMT -5
Phoebe heard Melody sniff slightly and remembered how cold and wet she herself was. "Maybe we should dry ourselves...how would you like coming to my house?" she suggested, getting up and holding out her hand to help up Lily-Rose as well.
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Post by Lily-Rose Evans on May 10, 2007 13:46:57 GMT -5
She took one look at her mothers grave before slowly nodding her head. She took Phoebe's hand as she helped her up. "I'd like to...." It wasn't like she had anywhere to go, She could go back to the underworld but she would only end up getting into some argument with Richela and her father would proberly try to kill her again. Lily-Rose would get revenge for her mother, whether it was at her hand or at the hands of the charmed ones.
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Post by Phoebe Halliwell on May 10, 2007 17:00:13 GMT -5
((OOC: Who creates the next thread?))
Phoebe hoped one of her sisters would be home, as she led Lily-Rose out of the cemetry to the Manor.
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Post by Lily-Rose Evans on May 11, 2007 1:54:51 GMT -5
(OOC: you can pwease and I'll make rachy get her butt online)
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