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Post by Edward Kenway on Apr 19, 2015 14:55:24 GMT -6
He nods "You would have. I was just the guide who showed you the path Faith" he said as he patted her shoulder "Now.... why not tell them a story, one of your own stories" he said as he referred to the children.
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Post by Tifa Lockhart on Apr 19, 2015 18:30:24 GMT -6
"My story isn't fit for children." She said. It was that her lustful father attempted to marry her and she wore the skin of his prize donkey to hide in the kitchen as a scullry maid. She was then whisked away by a prince who later killed himself.
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Post by Edward Kenway on May 1, 2015 22:13:23 GMT -6
He looked at her "Not that story Faith" he said. He took the book he gave her "Your story" he said referring to her being a author of her own story.
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Post by Tifa Lockhart on May 2, 2015 19:41:35 GMT -6
Faith looked down at the book. "I don't know. I haven't even written it." she said. But she looked out at the kids. She took a deep breath. She could at least tell the kids a filtered story of how she met their leader.
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Post by Edward Kenway on May 5, 2015 6:19:56 GMT -6
He looks at her "If they ask, you can say that the story is in your head and not written in the book yet" he said.
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Post by Tifa Lockhart on May 6, 2015 19:37:31 GMT -6
Faith took a deep breath and looked down at the children who were anticipating stories. She hesitantly stepped forward. She began to talk, about how she met Kane, giving an abridged version that did not paint her in a bad light.
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Post by Edward Kenway on May 9, 2015 0:24:45 GMT -6
As she spoke, the children listened, all eyes glimmering of the tale she told. All the acts he did to help her, all the ways he tried to help her and even of how she first came to the base, even of the girl she met who smiled at her.
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Post by Tifa Lockhart on May 11, 2015 15:07:53 GMT -6
She went into detail about they then went to find the golden armor that was used to make the protective grove.
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Post by Edward Kenway on May 12, 2015 6:48:07 GMT -6
The children still hung every word as Kane simply looked with a smile. Faith may not of known it, but she was a excellent story teller.
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Post by Tifa Lockhart on May 12, 2015 19:51:59 GMT -6
Slowly she trailed off, uncertainly smiling at the children because that was as far as she knew of her new story. She cast an apprehensive look over the children because she had been so caught up in her story and rambling on.
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Post by Edward Kenway on May 13, 2015 8:47:43 GMT -6
Nearly all at once, they stood up, went to her and hugged her legs. Kane smiles when they left "See? They like you"
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Post by Tifa Lockhart on May 13, 2015 15:06:16 GMT -6
Faith smiled brightly. She felt her eyes water and for the first time in a very long time she sincerely felt happy. "Y-Yeah," she said happily, trying to keep the emotion out of her voice.
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Post by Edward Kenway on May 13, 2015 20:13:07 GMT -6
"Just relax and let it out" Kane said.
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Post by Tifa Lockhart on May 14, 2015 21:39:11 GMT -6
Faith shook her head. She quickly clapped a hand over her mouth. Despite her best efforts a few wet tears leaked past her eyes and over her hand. Even though she shook her head it didn't mean she wasn't happy. The lump in her throat made speaking near impossible. "Kane..." she murmured.
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Post by Edward Kenway on May 21, 2015 18:25:07 GMT -6
He looked over and smiled "Yes?" he asked.
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