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Mira_Jade Registered: Jun '04	Date Posted: 4/15/07 11:55am Subject: RE: Fragile Things {Dear Diary 2007 responce -- OC/Kyp Durron} Part 8 up 3/31!
	It's not looked over yet, I have to get off the computer, but here it is! Entry Nine The few weeks while Kyp was gone passed slowly. It was annoying, it was aggravating. I was about to put Zekk's face through a wall – blind or not. I think he felt similarly about me, I really don't care. He's wonderful when he's not moping. Then Analee came to me with a surprise. A guard dog. The dog was a Inu. A rather tame version of a Nek dog. I hope that it was prettier too. I had no idea though. I had reached down, and the fur was soft, and short, not like the twined spruce that covered the body of a nek dog. I assumed that it looked better. I learned the hard way that it was a very big dog. As soon as I was down to eye level it liked me with it's rather large tounge. Eew! I had eeped, Analee had laughed, I had glared, and the dog had said - Yes, it spoke! Not so everyone could hear, it was directly in my mind! Analee must have seen the confusion on my face, for she then explained that this was the latest development in a extremely intelligent line of lead dogs. The dogs were semi-force sensitive, and were able to convey their thoughts to press in on their charge's mind. That would be me. Lucky me. I have a dog in my head now, not as if I need anything else out of the ordinary. The dog was nice though, and I couldn't hear it's thoughts as long as I scratched him behind the ears. Analee then started to explain the dog's role. My dog has been trained to get me around obstacles, and safely where I want to go. Basically I lead, and they make sure that I don't break my neck tripping over anything. The dogs are color blind though, and not able to interpret things like street signs. I had laughed there, the color blind leading the blind. It was almost as bad as a blonde leading a blonde. I could feel the dog's head look up, and it huffed. I had the faint impression of annoyed amusement, and I smiled, despite myself. Analee must have smiled too, I could hear it in her voice. Kriff. Anyway, she spent the following hour taking me around with the dog that I now call Cobi – short for Color Blind, and things were going pretty good. I mean, they really couldn't get that much worse. OoO I should have wrote this later, things did get worse, and I am slightly ashamed of myself. I've been told that it's completely natural, Analee even said that she would have been surprised if something like this didn't happen, but it did, and I am ashamed. I sorta, um . . . . I sorta had a break down, diary. I don't even know why. Things were going pretty good. Analee and I was going through my routines – simple things like me walking through obstacle courses with my walking stick, an identifying things based on smell, and texture. The latter part was going just fine, I can actually say that I was rather good at it. The first part was not going so good. I was tripping, and cursing, and cursing did nothing to stop the tripping, and I guess I just sorta snapped. You have to understand, I am used to being very physically proficient, and I was always at the top of my classes. I could always outrun the girls, and out-shoot the boys. That was just always me. Now I was fumbling, and tripping – and I was even worse than a first year rookie. I was a perfectionist, and now I was unable to be one. The dog wasn't helping at all, either. Cobi turned out to be very sarcastic – and insisted on doing everything on a speed past what I could handle. One trip latter, and I figured out just how loud I could scream. I screamed – figured out that Cobi's ears were very sensitive – stomped my foot like a little two year old, and proceeded to curse my situation in every language I knew – that was five, by the way. After that I slumped wearily to the ground, and buried my head in my hands. The tears came out of nowhere, and I was unable to stop them. I was horrified as I glared at my hands. I could feel the salt water run down my cheeks, and it's burn was a foreign one. Analee was rubbing my back in soothing circles, and I brushed her away. I didn't want her comfort. I was tired of comfort. I wanted to be coddled, but I didn't. I hated myself for being in a situation that required such an acute dependence on others. I couldn't help but think – if I was just a little faster I could have avoided this. If I was a little stronger I could have killed Nakoni a long time ago. I wouldn't be here now. It was there, on the floor of a planet thousands of light years from mine, and an alien woman offering me comfort I realized just how far I had fallen. Then the tears wouldn't stop coming. At my side Cobi nuzzled me, and his fur was warm underneath my chin. It tickled, threatened to make me smile, and yet the job of raising my hand to comfort him was just too much for me. He whined pitifully. Then Analee got to her feet, and I almost said something in protest. Then I felt someone else lean down next to me. I smelled the familiar scent of a pine forest after a storm, and something that was uniquely . . . Oh, crap. I had felt so ashamed. He didn't say anything though. He just rubbed soothing circles on my back, and spoke to me. His voice was calm, and I can't even remember what he said. As always, I latched on to him through the darkness, and was relieved to feel him- warm and real under my hands, and hear him – his voice was like music to me. I think I cried in relief, or I might have just been still crying from earlier, I don't know. We stayed like this for I have no idea how long. Then he stiffened slightly, and helped me get to my feet. “Again.” He said, and I glared in the direction of his voice. I was done for the day – forever, I thought moodily. I didn't want to do the obstacle course again. I hated it! I hated it with a fierce passion. I hated the long stick I was forced to walk with, And I was already sick of Cobi. I loved dogs, but I was just so irritated that even a dog could see better than me! Was that rational? I wasn't feeling very rational at the moment, and frankly could care less if I was being childish. Then Kyp was next to me again, and his hand grasped my elbow. “I said, again.” He told me. “You'll never succeed if you don't try.” “I have tried.” I said moodily. “It just doesn't work.” “It will,” He told me. “Just give it time.” Tears had pricked at my eyes. I was so sick of hearing that. “With me.” He then said, and he walked with me. I moved the walking stick in front of me like I was taught, and I could hear Cobi's thoughts telling me what was where, and what I needed to avoid. Annoyed, and tired I decided to go along with them. Really, what was one more bruise? I think Kyp might have smiled. I had been overjoyed at the thought that I may have made him even slightly proud. My confidence bolstered I walked with him – and around everything else. I could feel my insecurities fade away, and my tiredness seeped away. Dimly I thought that if I tripped the I would bring him down too. I wasn't sure if thatw as a good thing or not. You can understand my humor there. Yet, I fell into a sort of rhythm. I swept my cane, and moved my feet around the stick. My other hand was fisted in Cobi's leash, and the dog would tug discreetly from left to right. I would follow him too, and as I went a picture of my surroundings developed in my mind. This helped me as I went ahead. I thought ahead, always being sure to carefully keep my current steps close in mind. I didn't trip. I came to the end, and smiled brilliantly. Analee squee'd in excitement, and at my side Cobi wolfed in quiet appreciation. Kyp smiled at my side, and congratulated me happily before pulling me into a quick hug. I think I froze as he laughed joyfully. “You see? You can do anything you put your mind too.” I didn't respond right away. Being surprised and all. I could really only think warm, and 'wow.' Then I blushed, and pushed away. I fumbled something awkwardly before making a quick retreat to my room – tripping over nothing on the way. There I went immediately to you. Diary, I am confused. I think I like Kyp, but that is just ridiculous. He's a Jedi, and well, I sorta a blind – has – bee. I'm an invalid, and well 0- you've seen him move! It's amazing, it's beautiful, it's – I'm slipping into fangirl mode again. I really like him though. He's so kind, and funny too! I know he's strong, he's wonderful that way. I've heard stories from Jaina and the others. He's gone through so much,and still he fights every day. I admire that. Then today. I rant, I rave, and I trip all over myself. I was near tears with frustration, and as soon as he's there I calm. Then I don't trip over anything – which I am very grateful for, by the way. Yet, still. Is it a coincidence that he's the one that suddenly making me succeed? Hmm. I'm confused, Diary. I hate that. Well, I go into surgery in a few weeks. Chelsea will be here to visit in the mean time, and I'll have tons of time to figure this out before I have to go home. Home . . Oddly enough this now feels like home. Diary, I am officially loosing my mind. And, you are laughing at me again. Well, don't laugh to hard. I'll write again when I have more of . . . this, figured out. TBC ~MJ -----signature----- I couldn't . . . I shouldn't . . . but I will! "The Drabble Drop" http://boards.theforce.net/Message.aspx?topic=29101933&brd=10477 Force help us all.
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iamobiwan1970 Registered: Aug '05	Date Posted: 4/15/07 12:29pm Subject: RE: Fragile Things {Dear Diary 2007 responce -- OC/Kyp Durron} Part 9 up 4/15!
	What a wonderful gift on this rainy youcky day! I love seeing what scotlyn's up to. What happened this post was bound to happen at some point, but it's good Kyp came to make it better. Then Kyp was next to me again, and his hand grasped my elbow. “I said, again.” He told me. “You'll never succeed if you don't try.” And he would know all about starting over and not giving up, from his dark rampage to his injuries he had to overcome after the suncrusher to even all the people he's lost in his life. I think I like Kyp, but that is just ridiculous. He's a Jedi, and well, I sorta a blind – has – bee. I'm an invalid, and well 0- you've seen him move! It's amazing, it's beautiful, it's – I'm slipping into fangirl mode again. She's so cute when she slips into her girlishness. She wants to be so tough, but still she's a mush for love! And all Jedi move more gracefully than normal people, she needs to understand she'd feel that way sighted too. I really like him though. He's so kind, and funny too! I know he's strong, he's wonderful that way. I've heard stories from Jaina and the others. He's gone through so much,and still he fights every day. I admire that. See, she likes him!!!! Hoping for some mushiness too!!!! Soon? I’m looking forward to her sister’s opinions on everything. The thinking dog was cool! Fun!!!! -----signature----- Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there, with open arms and open eyes.
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Jade_eyes Registered: Aug '04	Date Posted: 4/15/07 3:02pm Subject: RE: Fragile Things {Dear Diary 2007 responce -- OC/Kyp Durron} Part 9 up 4/15!
	Losing her heart too I'll wager. Funny how having him around made the obstacle course go better. Hee!! I bet it feels like home now. -----signature----- Lucky pants+that catsuit= woohoo! Blow the roof off! Unwrapping's the fun part ginchy/Irish= my moment, my Dove SQUGGLES!!!!!!!
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Healer_Leona Registered: Jul '00	Date Posted: 4/16/07 4:36am Subject: RE: Fragile Things {Dear Diary 2007 responce -- OC/Kyp Durron} Part 9 up 4/15!
	Oh, I love the idea of a semi-Force sensitive dog. What a bond that would be. Awww, poor girl. I can understand, under her circumstances about hvaing a breakdown. Pretty much needed to be done. Sounds like severe crushing on her knight in shining armor there. -----signature----- Still crazy after all these years.
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Lola64 Registered: Mar '05	Date Posted: 4/16/07 8:33am Subject: RE: Fragile Things {Dear Diary 2007 responce -- OC/Kyp Durron} Part 9 up 4/15!
	That would be me. Lucky me. I have a dog in my head now, not as if I need anything else out of the ordinary. Very nice update. I really liked how Kyp was there when she needed it most and refused to let her give up. -----signature----- Kyp/Nurse Lola: the new ship I stalk people. It's a Lola thing. Senator & Dozen 11 of the KDFC
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Flowerlady Registered: Dec '05	Date Posted: 4/17/07 6:29pm Subject: RE: Fragile Things {Dear Diary 2007 responce -- OC/Kyp Durron} Part 9 up 4/15!
	What a wonderful post... I loved the idea of the dog... And Scotlyn was bound to have this breakdown.. actually she needed it. But I think she's falling for our Kyppie... FL -----signature----- I used to dream of Kyp or Jag, now it's Edward Cullen...I blame Cyn and Saber.. Master to DanaeMariSkywalker, JediMasterArmada and PHGS_Weyr
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Emerald_Lady Registered: Dec '06	Date Posted: 4/22/07 6:34pm Subject: RE: Fragile Things {Dear Diary 2007 responce -- OC/Kyp Durron} Part 9 up 4/15!
	He's wonderful when he's not moping. I would have to agree with her assessment of Zekk. I couldn't help but think – if I was just a little faster I could have avoided this. If I was a little stronger I could have killed Nakoni a long time ago. I wouldn't be here now. Poor Scotlyn. Self-blame just makes things that much worse for her. I smelled the familiar scent of a pine forest after a storm, and something that was uniquely . . . I think Kyp might have smiled. I had been overjoyed at the thought that I may have made him even slightly proud. My confidence bolstered I walked with him – and around everything else. I could feel my insecurities fade away, and my tiredness seeped away. This is so sweet that she's finding the courage to go on in him. It made me get all fangirly. Great update! I can't wait to see what happens when they both figure out how they feel. -----signature----- "Maybe he'd smashed her like a bag of chips in his drive to get some."--Jacob Black, Breaking Dawn "Every time you say Zekk abandoned Jaina in DJ, the Force kills a kitten."--jedi_of_ennth
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Alexis_Wingstar Registered: Sep '06	Date Posted: 4/23/07 9:31am Subject: RE: Fragile Things {Dear Diary 2007 responce -- OC/Kyp Durron} Part 9 up 4/15!
	I want a talking dog! This update was beautiful from start to finish! Thank you for the PM. -----signature----- "Change. It can be good. It can be bad. It can be expected or come as a thief in the night. Invited or not, it always comes." ~Koria "Tender Shadows", co-written w/ The Musical Jedi Padawan to DarthIshtar Failed member of CA (Challengeholics Anonymous)
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Mira_Jade Registered: Jun '04	Date Posted: 5/27/07 3:56pm Subject: RE: Fragile Things {Dear Diary 2007 responce -- OC/Kyp Durron} Part 9 up 4/15! - Date Edited: 5/27/07 3:58pm (1 edits total) Edited By: Mira_Jade
	iamobiwan1970 : And he would know all about starting over and not giving up, from his dark rampage to his injuries he had to overcome after the suncrusher to even all the people he's lost in his life. Exactly. Perfection, perfection I say! She's so cute when she slips into her girlishness. She wants to be so tough, but still she's a mush for love! And all Jedi move more gracefully than normal people, she needs to understand she'd feel that way sighted too I love it too, and you're right. I already feel like a klutz compared to Jedi. See, she likes him!!!! Hoping for some mushiness too!!!! Soon? I’m looking forward to her sister’s opinions on everything. The thinking dog was cool! Soon! I promise! Jade_eyes : Just slightly! Kyp makes everything easier, or maybe she wanted to impress him. Mushiness makes everything better. Healer_Leona : It had to be done. Now the only way to go is forward. Lola64 : That's just what he's for. I'm glad you enjoyed! Flowerlady : she did need it, I probably should have done it earlier, but shrug And yeah, she's falling hard. LOL Emerald_Lady : This is so sweet that she's finding the courage to go on in him. It made me get all fangirly. Great update! I can't wait to see what happens when they both figure out how they feel. Fangirly, I love that. They'll figure out soon, my muse is getting impatient, and we all know she has the final say in everything. LOL AlexisWingstar : Heeheehee, I want one too. Sorry for the long wait. School and DRL has been a pain, but an update will be up in a minute! ~MJ -----signature----- I couldn't . . . I shouldn't . . . but I will! "The Drabble Drop" http://boards.theforce.net/Message.aspx?topic=29101933&brd=10477 Force help us all.
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Mira_Jade Registered: Jun '04	Date Posted: 5/27/07 3:57pm Subject: RE: Fragile Things {Dear Diary 2007 responce -- OC/Kyp Durron} Part 9 up 4/15! - Date Edited: 5/27/07 3:59pm (1 edits total) Edited By: Mira_Jade
	Entry Ten Hello, Diary. I write again, this time with some interesting developments. You must be relieved, for I reread some of my previous entries, and I was bored to tears. Anyway, Chelsea arrived earlier today. Jaina is showing her around Ossus's nightlife right now, so I have time to steal away to my quarters. I'm pampered, Diary. I'm not used to this much action, and I'm already ready for bed. Oh, I have some getting back into shape to do before I go back to work. I must have put on at least a gazillion pounds while I have been here. It's not my fault, either. Whoever said that Jedi can't cook are wrong. I'm getting off subject again, diary. Why do you let me rant? Anyway, Chelsea dropped in today, and at first I was mortified. She's very outgoing, and I was worried at how she would fit in around the pretty much stoic Jedi population. What can I tell you about Chelsea, Diary? Well, she's a red with a mouth to match her hair. She's short, and earned the nickname of 'spit fire' when she stood up to bullies in the first grade. Do you have any idea how funny it was to see my three foot tall older sister deck the fifth year students right in the nose? It was classic, I hear that she's still a playground legend at Allendale elementary. Maybe that's why she hit it off with Jaina. Yep, they are inseparable, much to Zekk's chagrin. If I annoyed him, Chelsea's driving him crazy. I think Kyp likes her. Everyone likes Chelsea. Kyp and Chelsea. I can't tell you why, but that meeting made me nervous. Not because I didn't think that they wouldn't get along, but . . . I just really wanted Chelsea to like him. I held my breathe the whole time, and my heart thudded in my chest latter when I waited for Chelsea to deliver her verdict. Maybe it was the same for her too, for when she pulled me aside she used her serious, no nonsense voice that she uses to address to court with. For all of her fire, she can pull off serious admirably well. I envy that sometimes. She can pull off both sides of the coin. Yet, I had nothing to worry about. She loved him, and after her serious opinion she jumped up and down like a fangirl. “I almost didn't believe you when you talked about all of these Jedi. And Kyp Durron.” - My claws had came out here. Drool is only allowed when I talk about him - - I just wrote that? Okay, too many meds for me. Anyway - “You certainly shoot big, sis. This one, please don't blotch.” “Blotch?” I had been indignant. “What do you mean?” “Screw up, mess up, totally and utterly destroy – take your pick, I have more if you need them.” A glare had passed, and then feigning innocence I had said, “There's nothing to screw up, as you so delicately put it – that's what? Four years of law school at its best? Kyp and I are just friends, nothing more.” I knew I was getting the 'uh-huh' look. I knew it. I hate that look, and she knows it. “That;s why I said don't botch it.” She had said. “It would be just like you to ignore an opportunity like this.” I had glared again. What's it about family that makes you want to consecutively hug and strangle them? Even though, if I was being honest with myself I was feeling more strangle then hug at the moment. Chelsea had the perfect family. A husband she went to school with, and three beautiful kids who I have the great pleasure of spoiling. It's a race with my parents and me to see who can stuff them with more candy and sugar before sending them home to Chelsea and Janikim. Since she was so happily enmeshed and ensnared with family she has made it her life's work to see me happy as well. She said that I was getting too old. I knew I wasn't young anymore, but I am no where near ancient. I was content with my life, happy even. I had a blaster and a cat to come home too. What more could I want? Chelsea didn't accept that excuse for me, and the guys she has pushed at me are . . .well, how can I describe it? Mellow, dull, boring. No sense of humor, and they don't have that spark or scent of pine and rain. He does though, and - Oh great, Chelsea being here has addled my brain, diary. I swear, one of these I'll finally snap, and I hope it's on her watch. Anyway, she had continued to spout something about Kyp liking me. She said he looks at me special. It's nothing though, I'm sure he looks like that to anyone he helps. I'm like a bird with a broken wing. There's joy in helping me, that special kind of joy, but nothing else I don't think. I may like him, but I am broken. I'm damaged, and ready to go back to work – far away from the circles he usually deals in. He could have anyone – someone like Jaina, or some sleek, lethal Jedi woman. Not someone like me. I told Chelsea that, and I knew she was still giving me that look. I had changed the subject after that. People were close, and the last thing I would need is Kyp hearing my crazy match obsessed sister. I'm pretty sure that every family has one, yet I was taking no chances. Surely enough Jaina came up a few moments latter, and then she was off with Chelsea for a night on the town – how they expected to find something wild on Ossus was beyond me, but hey. I was left with Kyp and Zekk, and Zekk left a few moments more. That left me with Kyp, I was awkward, and I fumbled. Chelsea's words had left me slightly on edge, and as always, Kyp noticed. “You okay?” He asked. “Yeah, I'm fine.” I smiled then. “Just dealing with family, I'm sure you understand.” “To an extent,” He answered, and I could hear the longing in his voice. I felt bad then for saying that. He didn't have a match crazy sister, or a younger brother to tease. No parents to set him straight or laugh with. The thought sobered me as I tried imagining a life like that. I did, and it was . . . bleak, lonely. Lonely . . . . I think that I can be everything, Diary, but alone. That's why being blind scares me so much. I'm separated from everything, put away from everything that I had accepted and leaned on for support. The darkness is empty, cold, impersonal. I can't even see the light at the end of the tunnel. It's just an abyss. Deep, dark, and bottomless. He must have sensed my melancholy thoughts, for the next moment he was next to me, and his had was on my shoulder, offering me the support I unconsciously yearned for. For the first time I pitied him. Well, not pitied, that's an emotion I associate with weakness, and he is anything but that, but I felt for him .The irrational urge to comfort and care came over me, and I found myself clenching my hands at my sides to restrain myself. Cobi trotted over to my side and put his muzzle in my my hand as he heard my thoughts. Thankfully no snide remark was forthcoming, and he merely wolfed appreciatively. I ruffled his hair to occupy my hands. “Is the rest of your family like her?” He asked. I heard genuine curiosity in his voice. I had smiled, it was impossible to fell a negative emotion while talking about them, “Some worse, some better.” “Worse?” “Louder.” I clarified. He laughed then, the sound warmed my heart. “Better?” “Not quieter, just . . . reserved?” “Where's the fun in that?” “No aspirin needed afterwards.” “Ah,” he had said, “where's the fun in that though.” I nodded, caught. “Point.” His hand had came over mine then. I could feel the calluses from years spent handling a sword, and longer, more spidery marks from working with the razor sharp spice in Kessel's mines. Absently I had traced them with my own hand. “I'm glad she's here for you.” He said, “You can't stop smiling.” I had shrugged, “She takes my mind off of things.” I had admitted. He nodded, his hand flexed against mine. “Are you nervous?” I knew what he spoke of. I had two days until Cilghal operated, that's why Chelsea had came. If I couldn't come home then she would bring home to me, she had said.. I think the rest of my family hadn't been as thrilled. “Of course I'm nervous.” I had answered. Everyone feels fear, its just how one operates on fear that makes it a good or a bad thing. I refused to let it consume me, and I tried to remind myself that if this worked I could have my sight back. That though was more than enough to motivate me. “Don't be.” He said before kissing the top of my head. I shivered. “You'll do fine.” He pulled away from me then, his hand squeezed mine one last time. “I'm going to find Jaina now, who knows what trouble them two have gotten in to.” I had nodded, and listened to him walk away. That's when I came to you Diary. So now I will go find my sister and everyone else. Maybe a fun night will make me feel better. Only two left. Call me human, Diary, but I am not looking forward to that at all. I'll write back soon, perhaps after the operation. See ya then! TBC ~MJ -----signature----- I couldn't . . . I shouldn't . . . but I will! "The Drabble Drop" http://boards.theforce.net/Message.aspx?topic=29101933&brd=10477 Force help us all.
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Jade_eyes Registered: Aug '04	Date Posted: 5/27/07 8:30pm Subject: RE: Fragile Things {Dear Diary 2007 responce -- OC/Kyp Durron} Part 10 up 5/27!
	Yay!! An update!! Ooh, can't wait for the aftermath of the operation. Chelsea's a riot, honest, lovable, like another "Red" I know. Yeppers, Scotlyn better not blotch this one. -----signature----- Lucky pants+that catsuit= woohoo! Blow the roof off! Unwrapping's the fun part ginchy/Irish= my moment, my Dove SQUGGLES!!!!!!!
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star_writer24 Registered: Aug '06	Date Posted: 5/28/07 9:18am Subject: RE: Fragile Things {Dear Diary 2007 responce -- OC/Kyp Durron} Part 10 up 5/27!
	This is great. Will you put me on your PM list too please? -----signature----- Never under estimate the power of the dark side. Do or do not! There is no try. Hmmmmmm.
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Alexis_Wingstar Registered: Sep '06	Date Posted: 5/28/07 2:48pm Subject: RE: Fragile Things {Dear Diary 2007 responce -- OC/Kyp Durron} Part 10 up 5/27!
	It's a good thing Chelsea came... counting down to the final days before a major surgery is really nerve-wracking. It's good to have family there for support... especially family like Chelsea XD Another great update thank you for the PM. -----signature----- "Change. It can be good. It can be bad. It can be expected or come as a thief in the night. Invited or not, it always comes." ~Koria "Tender Shadows", co-written w/ The Musical Jedi Padawan to DarthIshtar Failed member of CA (Challengeholics Anonymous)
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iamobiwan1970 Registered: Aug '05	Date Posted: 5/28/07 3:57pm Subject: RE: Fragile Things {Dear Diary 2007 responce -- OC/Kyp Durron} Part 10 up 5/27!
	Great update!!! I really like her "red" sister!!! They were so funny having their fan girl moment! And Kyp better not botch it up either. what's with his ultra shy act: He pulled away from me then, his hand squeezed mine one last time. “I'm going to find Jaina now, who knows what trouble them two have gotten in to.” Come on Kyp, you could have stayed and hung out with her! Duh!!!!!!!!! Still....great update! -----signature----- Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there, with open arms and open eyes.
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Lola64 Registered: Mar '05	Date Posted: 5/29/07 5:25pm Subject: RE: Fragile Things {Dear Diary 2007 responce -- OC/Kyp Durron} Part 10 up 5/27!
	Yep. Every family has their Chelsea. Glad to see that she's here for Scotlyn. Though I'm worried about what she'll say to Kyp when he meets up with her and Jaina. There's no doubt in my mind without her sister there, some match making will be done. She's probably already enlisted Jaina as her accomplice, I'm sure. 2 days until the operation. I'm starting to get nervous for her. keeps fingers crossed that things will turn out fine Nice update Mira_Jade. -----signature----- Kyp/Nurse Lola: the new ship I stalk people. It's a Lola thing. Senator & Dozen 11 of the KDFC
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