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- Posted: Wed, 13 Jan 2010 01:43:31 +0000
Jelena Taurus
Listening, rather than responding was what Jelena focused on, pressing a slight kiss to Zaira's neck as she shifted to hide against it more, and closed her eyes for what felt like only a second or two. It was obvious to her such wasn't the case when she suddenly realised she was being addressed. She frowned at that, and tried to bat down that usual nervousness. She wasn't in a deep sleep anyways: she heard everything even if she didn't understand it, and, she felt much safer surrounded by the others than by herself in Temperance.
At the sound of her pet name, Jelena shifted from leaning on Zaira as the woman began to "sob" into her shoulder. The spell caster looked slightly peeved and droopy eyed as she yawned, and mildly glared at Zaira. She never did like that nick name... it made her sound like a man and, well, Jelena was no butch. Stuffing that thought away, Jelena replied to her quite coolly.
"I'm sure in some divine plan you deserve it." The sting from her words were somewhat alleviated by the small smile she offered. Despite the brazenness of her ice cold comment, Jelena leaned into Zaira again and kissed her lightly on the cheek. "There. How's that?"
She looked back through the window, and frowned to herself. They were there already. She really did doze off for a minute...
Relena Saint Mantis
A small smile pulled at her lips as she silently noted what Jules said, and stored it in her memory. Just a small tidbit to keep with her always.
As for the student situation... well, she should have beaten down her curiosity. The fact that she liked to carouse the student profiles from time to time was one she wanted in low knowledge and little questions like that would more than likely arouse suspicion. Some habits just died so hard though, and Relena always loved being the one who knew more.
"I'm considering returning to Temperance part time as a teacher actually." Relena looked to Jules for but a second before shrugging. "This would be after Arainia, my youngest, has entered, which will be next year. But you're right, I wouldn't see you too often. My specialty is in operations." Lightly closing her eyes, she smiled. "You probably know my daughter then, at least in passing. Ray-Lynn. You should tell her hello sometime."
Shaking her head, she tapped the menu lightly and nodded. "I'll take... the Balsamic Chicken and..." she frowned in thought for a drink, scanning the menu again. "Pomegranate Juice."
Raleigh Lynnette Der Malian
((Haha, I took me a while to figure out something for Ray-ray))
All sense was still blurred, and the ability to speak seemed like a long forgotten ritual of generations past. The contact of skin against skin was enthralling, even now as all they did was lie down together, legs entangled. The slightest shift echoed the heated friction of long ago, the air, though comfortably warm on most occasions, made her shiver as sweat dried from her still heated body.
Her eyes were lightly closed as she held onto Camilla. Nonsensible murmurs escaped her from time to time, as she shifted. More of her back was revealed to the redhead, and Raleigh felt Camilla trace the lines of her tattoos in curiosity, from the back of her left hand, to the middle of her back, and back again.
Releasing a contented sigh, Ray lifted her head and kissed Camilla on the jaw before settling down again. "Camilla..." she murmured in her whisper quiet voice. "I love you."
Karelineo Kuscherii
"Sometimes I think you're a bit too damn slow for my use, Sikanda." It seemed the woman was bent on ignoring her. Then again, people often ignored the very things that got to them the most.
"If you want, you could always barge in there like an idiot, but don't you think you've done enough damage?" Oh, Karelineo savored psychological warfare. And judging by the sounds her sharp ears had picked up, Leena was well on her way to victory. Perfect.
"Poor Malwyn spent a week worried sick about you. Spent the half of this week worried you don't want her anymore, and you have the audacity to waltz right by and act like nothing happened. If it weren't for good old Leena, I'm sure she would of bottled it all up until she couldn't take it anymore." Karelineo said the last part lightly, as though it was just casual fodder, but she knew it wasn't And she knew Terresha was aware it wasn't. Malwyn had a bit of a track record with these things. One Karel knew like clockwork. The more upset she was, the more driven she was to complete her missions, but also the more likely she was going to be stuck in the hospital for a good long while.
The last time it had gotten that bad, she vaguely remembered the woman being out cold in the ICU for a good week or two...
"We're trying to help her, Terresha. She was stubborn to Leena, but when Leena's worried, she's worried, and well, this is something to worry about, isn't it? Or do you simply not care? Anyways, I think she needs Leena way more than she needs you at the moment."
Malwyn Carmineo
It was with choking breaths that she was holding back sobs, and perhaps it was her wishful thinking that made her believe that Terresha would just jump right into the room, right now, tell Leena to get the ******** out -- something, that for whatever reason she was incapable of doing -- and gather her into a hug and tell her it was alright.
Instead, she felt cornered, even with Emilie by her side. She let a trembling arm wrap around the girl, and smiled thankfully at her. It gave her the courage to tell Leena to go away again, but she didn't get enough courage to do it a venomously as the first time. Instead, her voice came out ragged and beaten.
"Just....just leave me alone Leena." She told the woman. "If you really do care...and are really concerned like you claim, you'll leave me alone right now because I can't handle all of this at the moment."
((The others are coming, and Mia, you missed Karel don't worry about it though. I just put her in this one too XD))
Listening, rather than responding was what Jelena focused on, pressing a slight kiss to Zaira's neck as she shifted to hide against it more, and closed her eyes for what felt like only a second or two. It was obvious to her such wasn't the case when she suddenly realised she was being addressed. She frowned at that, and tried to bat down that usual nervousness. She wasn't in a deep sleep anyways: she heard everything even if she didn't understand it, and, she felt much safer surrounded by the others than by herself in Temperance.
At the sound of her pet name, Jelena shifted from leaning on Zaira as the woman began to "sob" into her shoulder. The spell caster looked slightly peeved and droopy eyed as she yawned, and mildly glared at Zaira. She never did like that nick name... it made her sound like a man and, well, Jelena was no butch. Stuffing that thought away, Jelena replied to her quite coolly.
"I'm sure in some divine plan you deserve it." The sting from her words were somewhat alleviated by the small smile she offered. Despite the brazenness of her ice cold comment, Jelena leaned into Zaira again and kissed her lightly on the cheek. "There. How's that?"
She looked back through the window, and frowned to herself. They were there already. She really did doze off for a minute...
Relena Saint Mantis
A small smile pulled at her lips as she silently noted what Jules said, and stored it in her memory. Just a small tidbit to keep with her always.
As for the student situation... well, she should have beaten down her curiosity. The fact that she liked to carouse the student profiles from time to time was one she wanted in low knowledge and little questions like that would more than likely arouse suspicion. Some habits just died so hard though, and Relena always loved being the one who knew more.
"I'm considering returning to Temperance part time as a teacher actually." Relena looked to Jules for but a second before shrugging. "This would be after Arainia, my youngest, has entered, which will be next year. But you're right, I wouldn't see you too often. My specialty is in operations." Lightly closing her eyes, she smiled. "You probably know my daughter then, at least in passing. Ray-Lynn. You should tell her hello sometime."
Shaking her head, she tapped the menu lightly and nodded. "I'll take... the Balsamic Chicken and..." she frowned in thought for a drink, scanning the menu again. "Pomegranate Juice."
Raleigh Lynnette Der Malian
((Haha, I took me a while to figure out something for Ray-ray))
All sense was still blurred, and the ability to speak seemed like a long forgotten ritual of generations past. The contact of skin against skin was enthralling, even now as all they did was lie down together, legs entangled. The slightest shift echoed the heated friction of long ago, the air, though comfortably warm on most occasions, made her shiver as sweat dried from her still heated body.
Her eyes were lightly closed as she held onto Camilla. Nonsensible murmurs escaped her from time to time, as she shifted. More of her back was revealed to the redhead, and Raleigh felt Camilla trace the lines of her tattoos in curiosity, from the back of her left hand, to the middle of her back, and back again.
Releasing a contented sigh, Ray lifted her head and kissed Camilla on the jaw before settling down again. "Camilla..." she murmured in her whisper quiet voice. "I love you."
Karelineo Kuscherii
"Sometimes I think you're a bit too damn slow for my use, Sikanda." It seemed the woman was bent on ignoring her. Then again, people often ignored the very things that got to them the most.
"If you want, you could always barge in there like an idiot, but don't you think you've done enough damage?" Oh, Karelineo savored psychological warfare. And judging by the sounds her sharp ears had picked up, Leena was well on her way to victory. Perfect.
"Poor Malwyn spent a week worried sick about you. Spent the half of this week worried you don't want her anymore, and you have the audacity to waltz right by and act like nothing happened. If it weren't for good old Leena, I'm sure she would of bottled it all up until she couldn't take it anymore." Karelineo said the last part lightly, as though it was just casual fodder, but she knew it wasn't And she knew Terresha was aware it wasn't. Malwyn had a bit of a track record with these things. One Karel knew like clockwork. The more upset she was, the more driven she was to complete her missions, but also the more likely she was going to be stuck in the hospital for a good long while.
The last time it had gotten that bad, she vaguely remembered the woman being out cold in the ICU for a good week or two...
"We're trying to help her, Terresha. She was stubborn to Leena, but when Leena's worried, she's worried, and well, this is something to worry about, isn't it? Or do you simply not care? Anyways, I think she needs Leena way more than she needs you at the moment."
Malwyn Carmineo
It was with choking breaths that she was holding back sobs, and perhaps it was her wishful thinking that made her believe that Terresha would just jump right into the room, right now, tell Leena to get the ******** out -- something, that for whatever reason she was incapable of doing -- and gather her into a hug and tell her it was alright.
Instead, she felt cornered, even with Emilie by her side. She let a trembling arm wrap around the girl, and smiled thankfully at her. It gave her the courage to tell Leena to go away again, but she didn't get enough courage to do it a venomously as the first time. Instead, her voice came out ragged and beaten.
"Just....just leave me alone Leena." She told the woman. "If you really do care...and are really concerned like you claim, you'll leave me alone right now because I can't handle all of this at the moment."
((The others are coming, and Mia, you missed Karel don't worry about it though. I just put her in this one too XD))
