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Post by couger909 on Sept 11, 2009 19:39:59 GMT -5
Nicky had been told that the park was the perfect spot to go to relax and meet new people. So, hoping to find someone new, Nicky pulled on some jeans and a tank-top, slid on her flip-flops, put on her favorite necklace, and walked out her front door. She turned and started walking to the park. It was only a block or two down and she could use the exercise, since she hadn't been getting much lately. But, she still had a models body.
Once she saw the park, she gave a little jump on the inside. There were a lot of people here and she was a social butterfly. She loved meeting new people and talking to them. She didn't like it when girls acted like snobs and boys acted like they were all that and a bag of chips. Finally, she walked into the park. Upon coming in, she stopped at the entrance and stood there for a second, taking everything in. This park was beautiful and spacious. The grass was green, it was clean, and the best part of all, it had a little fountain that she could walk on.
Nicky walked over to the fountain and sat on it for a couple seconds, enjoying the fresh air and sounds of people talking and dogs barking. After about 10 minutes of sitting there, she got up and started walking on the side. Even though she could be a klutz sometimes, she was trying to be very careful. After all a 20 year old, wouldn't be falling off a step, just walking around a fountain in circles. But, like always she thought she heard someone call her name and she turned real quickly. That's when it happened, she lost her footing and started falling off the fountain towards the cement, not the water.
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Post by ajadams on Sept 15, 2009 14:41:07 GMT -5
(Sorry, I was away. also if it takes longer then a few day's to respond, then PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PM me on Renesmee's account or Sam's I get on them more then I do AJ's. haha)
BANG BANG BANG! Men falling everywhere, BANG! There's a friend, BANG, the only one who has your back, blood, god! So much blood! The picture of a battle field, when the war was won, blood, people, death, no matter where you looked. Friend's and loved one's life less, the rain falling, bombs exploding, How could this young man live though such a thing?! How could he have survived. But not for long, 5 masked men, gag and cover his eye's as they take the young man to an unknown location. The young man, was no longer safe. He was with the enemy now. What seemed the days later, and the blond fold came off, a blinding light in his eyes, keeping him from being able to see. The young man struggled and even screamed a little as he shot up sitting straight up in his bed. Finally awaking from his horrible flashback of a dream.
Like normal, he was covered in cold sweat, his nightmares woke him up yet again. Ever since his tore to Iraq, he has not been able to get much sleep. He is also a father of a young baby, so still no sleep with that. The young man, Angel rubbed his tear filled eyes, as he realized just what had awoken him, the stress from the dream, the flash of light he saw was kept in his eyes until he was rescued, buy the men whom survived the last deadly fight. With his deep tired old green eyes, the male, 23 years young, looked around his room, trying to come back to the present, and leave the past behind. His guarded eyes landed upon the clock. It was early, very early. Yet he knew if he was to fall back asleep, the dreams would only get that much more vivid. He already lived it once, he did not want to have to relive it in his sleep as well. He knew he would never be able to go back to bed. So he figured he could get some homework done, and wait for his daughter to awaken. AJ would/could always take a nap later. Not like he's not used to no sleep. It's been years since AJ has been able to get a full, good nights sleep. Yeah he has some med's for the sleeping thing But AJ just does not like what it does to him.
Angel shifted through his school work only to find it mostly finished, besides a paper or two which he knocked out in a hour. So to kill more time he looked through his closet, picking out something to wear. He did not have much of a selection, seeing as he usually wears scrubs. So he just picked out a pair of dark running shorts and a tight shirt, with the words "AN ARMY OF ONE" written across the chest. It was rather tight for his liking, but he would rather not wear scrubs, so this would do. Typical AJ. He usually just wears black scrubs, but no need to wear scrubs, if he is not working. He placed his outfit on his desk before walking out of his room and into the next room. He went into the corner of the smaller room stopping when the crib was within reach. AJ looked over the edge of the crib to see, Charlotte his 14 month old daughter, sleeping away.
After taking a shower, brushing his teeth and changing into the clothing he picked out minutes ago, he made his way back into the darken room. Angle kept the light off, not wanting to wake Charlotte. Angel started to pack a diaper bag, full of anything and everything Charlotte would need for the day, including a few books and some little toys. Minutes later and everything was packed and ready to go. He just needed to get his daughter ready. But before waking her up, Angle carried the diaper bag out to the stroller, he was gonna run with Charlotte. Going back inside he quickly jotted down some things he would need. Like more diapers, and baby food. He would go to the store after the park. So now all he needed was his daughter. But she still was sleeping away, so Aj had nothing more to do then sleep. So that's just what he did, tried to pass out on his living room sofa, the baby monitor still in his arms, as he caught up on the hours he missed. Okay so he only slept for about an hour before Charlotte woke him up, Running back upstairs to his little girls room, he stopped, just looking at his daughter, his most beautiful daughter, with the most beautiful eyes in the world.
Angel let a little chuckle out, she just made him so happy. Angel reached in the crib, and slowly lifted Charlotte out, and placed her upon the changing table to change her. Angel placed his daughter in a black onsie with a big pink letters that said. 'Hugs 25 cents! Kisses will cost you extra.' He then took the little blond hair blue eyed little girl down to the kitchen for some breakfast. Then into the stroller, strapped in safely. Angel hoped around to the front of the stroller and off they went. It was almost 10 by now. On the way Angel made a quick stop at Duckin Doughnuts to pick himself up a quick breakfast, which he ate on the way. Finally he reached the park. He always walked to the Park, ran around the park a few time's then walked back home. That's usually how AJ started the day. By the time AJ and Charlotte get home it's usually lunch, then Charlotte and AJ go down for a nap around 1. But the nap was far off. So with his i-pod on, Angel just started running, Charlotte 'reading' a book. Just the normal stuff. He continued to run around the park, the sun beating down on his body. So he walked over to the fountain to take a little break. He striped himself of his shirt, trying to cool himself off a little. Charlotte was just looking at the pictures in her book, again normal.
He parked Charlotte's stroller by the fountain. He had taken off his i-pod to listen to Charlotte babble on about whatever. He was about to sit on the side of the fountain, when a girl walking on the ledge began to fall. Lucky for her he was quick. So he hoped up took the few steps needed and caught the falling girl wedding style in his sweaty arm's. Yeah he was gross, he had just been running for who knows how long. He figured it was better to catch her, even if it did creep her out, then let her fall and crack her head open. AJ did not have any of his medical equipment with him, so there was not much he could do if she hurt herself. So she would have to deal with him, no shirt and swety, the whole gross deal. "You alright there?" Aj asked the women who was now safe in his massive arms. He had a soft smile on his face, as he let her legs touch the ground so she could stand on her own. [/blockquote][/color] ((OOC::All credit goes to Aro from MP for making my posting layout. Icons taken from Google.))
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