Post by Ricky Andolf Absinthe on Jun 4, 2009 13:26:32 GMT -8
Ricky had been running from Ophelia's house for quite some time before he stopped at a graveyard. He had never ventured to this place before; he'd had no need to. He had no relatives in Dawson, besides Rori that was immortal like himself. Ricky looked around, and seeing nothing beyond the mist around the graves, he took a step closer to the tomb that towered above all the others. He was curious as to whom this grave belonged to. A rich person, yes, but he wanted to know the name. Not just the class they were in. He scurried up the steps, two at a time, and swayed at the top while reading the heading. The bold writing said, [shadow=red,left,300][/shadow]Greta Engleman.
"Interesting..." He said aloud, now just noticing he knew the name. Not that he was friends with her, no no no, he was too young, but she was famous in his family. His great-grandfather had been friends with a Greta Engleman. Well, they were much more than friends, they were lovers. They had been announced to be wed, but she died suddenly soon after. After which, Ricky's great-grandfather married his great-grandmother, April Teilman.
Ricky sighed and wondered if he should try to open the door to the grave. He didn't want to see the baody, of course not, but he wanted to be alone. And inside a tomb seemed like th perfect place to be. Although, he had wanted to find Rori, so he could get one thing off of his chest, he also wanted to think some things through. He grumbled to himself as he fought whether to open the sepulchre door, or to carry on through the cemetary to find Rori....
He finally decided to break into the small sanctuary. He slid his hand onto the wide door's knob and turned it slightly to the right. As he opened it quietly he looked around to make sure the gravemaster wasn't around to see him go into the crypt for his great-grandfather's lover.
"Interesting..." He said aloud, now just noticing he knew the name. Not that he was friends with her, no no no, he was too young, but she was famous in his family. His great-grandfather had been friends with a Greta Engleman. Well, they were much more than friends, they were lovers. They had been announced to be wed, but she died suddenly soon after. After which, Ricky's great-grandfather married his great-grandmother, April Teilman.
Ricky sighed and wondered if he should try to open the door to the grave. He didn't want to see the baody, of course not, but he wanted to be alone. And inside a tomb seemed like th perfect place to be. Although, he had wanted to find Rori, so he could get one thing off of his chest, he also wanted to think some things through. He grumbled to himself as he fought whether to open the sepulchre door, or to carry on through the cemetary to find Rori....
He finally decided to break into the small sanctuary. He slid his hand onto the wide door's knob and turned it slightly to the right. As he opened it quietly he looked around to make sure the gravemaster wasn't around to see him go into the crypt for his great-grandfather's lover.
