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Damien Restine

Damien gazed out the window as Cocoa kicked his legs back and forth in his lap, his mother's words still echoing in his mind. "Remember, if you ever feel like you change your mind, just send us a message honey." It was a perfectly reasonable message, Damien never really ventured out of his comfort zone much and it was going to be a wildly new experience for him. The last thing Damien or his parents wanted was that he felt trapped in a circumstance he didn't want, but the assurance had the opposite effect. Damien's finger tapping on the car's window controls got faster and faster before he got interrupted by the bear on his lap turning around.

"Would you cut that out!?" Said Cocoa. Damien immediately recoiled his hand back with an apologetic look. "Kiddo, now's not the time to get cold feet. What're you so afraid of? You get bullied? Give me a sign and I'll rip out the sorry kid's throat out!" Said Cocoa punctuating the last line with his claws extending. Damien broke out into a chuckle. "Ok, ok, no throat ripping" Cocoa said before turning around and sitting back, satisfied that he got Damien to quit worrying about school for 5 seconds.

Not long after the driver pulled to a top in front of the trainport. Damien, pulled on his backpack and stepped out of the car with Cocoa climbing on top, hanging onto Damien's shoulders. "Was the drive ok?" Said driver before Damien gave a thumbs up and a tip. "Thanks for the ride!" Said Cocoa with a mock salute.

Damien walked inside of the trainport, a bit taken aback at the shocking number of kids there, some of which much taller than him. After about 10 seconds of working up the courage to attempt and talk to someone, Damien quickly decided to preoccupy himself looking at the paintings on the walls, which were actually rather interesting. Cocoa on the other hand wad a bit bored with it so pre occupied his time by digging Damien's phone out of his backpack and messing with it.

<blockquote data-quote="Crystal1302" data-source="post: 950269" data-attributes="member: 239975">Damien RestineDamien gazed out the window as Cocoa kicked his legs back and forth in his lap, his mother's words still echoing in his mind. &quot;Remember, if you ever feel like you change your mind, just send us a message honey.&quot; It was a perfectly reasonable message, Damien never really ventured out of his comfort zone much and it was going to be a wildly new experience for him. The last thing Damien or his parents wanted was that he felt trapped in a circumstance he didn't want, but the assurance had the opposite effect. Damien's finger tapping on the car's window controls got faster and faster before he got interrupted by the bear on his lap turning around. &quot;Would you cut that out!?&quot; Said Cocoa. Damien immediately recoiled his hand back with an apologetic look. &quot;Kiddo, now's not the time to get cold feet. What're you so afraid of? You get bullied? Give me a sign and I'll rip out the sorry kid's throat out!&quot; Said Cocoa punctuating the last line with his claws extending. Damien broke out into a chuckle. &quot;Ok, ok, no throat ripping&quot; Cocoa said before turning around and sitting back, satisfied that he got Damien to quit worrying about school for 5 seconds. Not long after the driver pulled to a top in front of the trainport. Damien, pulled on his backpack and stepped out of the car with Cocoa climbing on top, hanging onto Damien's shoulders. &quot;Was the drive ok?&quot; Said driver before Damien gave a thumbs up and a tip. &quot;Thanks for the ride!&quot; Said Cocoa with a mock salute.Damien walked inside of the trainport, a bit taken aback at the shocking number of kids there, some of which much taller than him. After about 10 seconds of working up the courage to attempt and talk to someone, Damien quickly decided to preoccupy himself looking at the paintings on the walls, which were actually rather interesting. Cocoa on the other hand wad a bit bored with it so pre occupied his time by digging Damien's phone out of his backpack and messing with it.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Crystal1302, post: 950269, member: 239975"] [B]Damien Restine[/B] Damien gazed out the window as Cocoa kicked his legs back and forth in his lap, his mother's words still echoing in his mind. "[I]Remember, if you ever feel like you change your mind, just send us a message honey." [/I]It was a perfectly reasonable message, Damien never really ventured out of his comfort zone much and it was going to be a wildly new experience for him. The last thing Damien or his parents wanted was that he felt trapped in a circumstance he didn't want, but the assurance had the opposite effect. Damien's finger tapping on the car's window controls got faster and faster before he got interrupted by the bear on his lap turning around. "Would you cut that out!?" Said Cocoa. Damien immediately recoiled his hand back with an apologetic look. "Kiddo, now's not the time to get cold feet. What're you so afraid of? You get bullied? Give me a sign and I'll rip out the sorry kid's throat out!" Said Cocoa punctuating the last line with his claws extending. Damien broke out into a chuckle. "Ok, ok, no throat ripping" Cocoa said before turning around and sitting back, satisfied that he got Damien to quit worrying about school for 5 seconds. Not long after the driver pulled to a top in front of the trainport. Damien, pulled on his backpack and stepped out of the car with Cocoa climbing on top, hanging onto Damien's shoulders. "Was the drive ok?" Said driver before Damien gave a thumbs up and a tip. "Thanks for the ride!" Said Cocoa with a mock salute. Damien walked inside of the trainport, a bit taken aback at the shocking number of kids there, some of which much taller than him. After about 10 seconds of working up the courage to attempt and talk to someone, Damien quickly decided to preoccupy himself looking at the paintings on the walls, which were actually rather interesting. Cocoa on the other hand wad a bit bored with it so pre occupied his time by digging Damien's phone out of his backpack and messing with it. [/QUOTE]

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