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Just as it states. This is a one on one between iAnzu and Myself. If you are neither of us please do not post. However your more than welcomed to read along.

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Damarion listened quietly as she told him about her Parents. Renouned Artists? That was impressive. No wonder she was so talented Which made him put a note in his head to look at her paintings. he hadn't gotten a chanch to with the whole, crazy heated love scene. he nodded." i would like to travel, but not for inspiration, I have plenty right in front of me. I could write probably ten song about today.." he let his gaze fall past her, looking at the waterfall, but not really seeing it.
He remebered something about eairler.. which made him worry a little bit. He forced that thought from his mind. He would only jinx himself if he thought about it.

" your family sound's wonderful. Personally." It wasn't that he disliked his family, it was just that they were a bit stressful. the only person he could honestly say he wanted to hang around with was his Mother. That woman, was so sweet and gentle. She had always pushed Damarion to do his best, and supported him wanting to be a dancer, and work with music and the arts. His older brother had used to be nice... he didnt know what happened to them.

Damarion looked down at himself admireing the paint for a moment, before gazing at her. " what is Barnaby going to thing about all the paint on us.. ? Part of me thinks it woudl be a good idea to take a shower, at least to get some of it off." his voice was soft, as he peeled and picked at the pain on his hands.

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➤ Felyss Viora-----------------------

Felyss merely shrugged slightly, traveling about honestly grew boring rather quickly. She knew well enough that it meant the world to her parents when she tagged along. But... it grew tiresome after a while. Always moving no time to sit and just be with others. She cherished them greatly but... she could only do soo much. And she rather liked the outdoors for gardening. But with the constant movement her parents had put upon her at such a young age she honestly held no idea if any of the plants she had planted in all those various homes even grew. She had always wondered, but... had never gone out to seek the truth about the matter to say the least. She was... more or less concerned with her life here than those plants of her past. It had been so long they had most likely come and gone.

"You do produce wonderful songs." She voiced softly merely watching him for a moment before her gaze seemed to stray a small amount of laughter slipping pasat her lips. "They are. We look out for one another, merely wishing the other to be happy. Thats what really all that matters to us. Not work, not the world. But the family itself. As long as its happy everyone is happy." She voiced softly her gaze softening for a moment as it returned to the waterfall. After a moment or two longer she shifted pushing herself up onto her feet, as she stretched lightly. She supposed he was right, they couldn't remain painted forever. "Well if your worried about it go get in the shower. Or the hot tub, Im sure it would work just as well."

And for a moment a glint of mischieviousness rebounded in her eyes. "Its won't be the first time Barnaby walked in on someone completely painted head to toe in paint." She voiced lightly merely pushing a hand through her paint coated locks as she started off towards the cottage back door once more. It was the truth. He wasn't the first she had painted from head to toe. And most likely wouldn't be the last. Even with this knowlage her brother would most likely have a cow to seeing her more painted than her apparent body art peice. Would would be a sight to see. Him all puffed up and annoyed. But fun none the less. Why was her brothers visit starting to become more and more interesting.

Pausing by the door she glanced over her shoulder. "You can cook correct? Not only that you never did do what you stated you were going to do. And I do have a kitchen." She voiced lightly from where she stood before merely heading inside. Pausing to peer into her paint room looking over the general mess of things. Ah... the memories. Funny how they once seem to embaress her. But now... now it was the greatest thing on the face of the earth that room there. Yet... it still didn't stop the rosy little tint from crawling its way onto her cheeks. Giving the room once last look she continued off down the hall, heading for the kitchen.

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Damarion eyed her for a moment, when she complimented him. It felt good t hear her say so. " thank you." he replied as he continued to pick at the paint on his hands. It was good to hear that not all families were like his. It was proabably why Ion was such a hopeless, when it came to romantism. He knew of course that nothing ever happened like the books, It wasn't that easy, but none the less he was hopeful.

He shook his head, with a small chuckle. the shower could wait, and besides, he wanted to take on with her, and watch her cute little blush creep up on he face. His mind went a little deeper into hot shower images, about to ask her to join him, but was brought out of his thoughts suddenly with her comment. His eyes widened a bit, not really sure how to take it. " Really now? Should i be jealous? just to let you know,... i don't share well." he said, his voice a little cooler than usual. Was he was Jealous? he didn't know. 'Course naturally she could have meant several things. He looked her over, hoping what he was thinking wasn't what she meant.

He smirked.standing up to follow her. " well i orginally had every intention of making a delicious lunch, but then someone distracted me. I will only take half the blame for that. Have you decided what you would like to eat? and should i make enough for you Brother?" he asked, tickling her side as he moved past her, finding the kitchen easily. He went straight to the sink and washed his hands, he could live with the body art, but if he was going to cook, then he needed to have clean hands and forearms.

The paint surprisingly came of easy. the colors went down the sink as his skin gave way to its normal color, a little pinker from being scrubbed. He looked around the kitchen, letting his grey hues fall on her. He was in amood today and the look he gave her said so. " so? Ma Cherie, what would you like?" he asked, forcing him self to behave and not jump her. For some reason just looking at her made him go crazy. He adverted his gaze from her to help him focus.

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Felyss found herself laughing softly at his words. "Strictly professional I assure you. I take up the odd job of body painting when I need a faster way of income. Though that doesn't seem to deter the men from attempting to woo me while I paint them. Rather annoying actually, makes it harder to paint them when they are talking." She stated lightly blinking once or twice at the thought before merely shrugging an continueing on her way. It was true their constant movement from talking often times resulted in errors. Perhaps it was the sole reason she only did it when money was severly required. But with little effort she allowed her mind to trial off to another matter all together rather than that one. Mostly for the fact the longer she dwelled upon it the more annoyed she would get with it.

However his following comments had her blinking her gaze shifting to peer back at him. Partly her fault? Yes she supposed it was, but she wasn't the one that had flipped the switch to her other side that triggered the rather fun romp wihtin her paint room. "I wouldn't worry about my brother he has the tendancy to eat before he comes over." She voiced lightly moving to the table as she took a seat, merely allowing her head to rest within the palm of her hand, elbow perched lightly on the table as she merely watched him. Or rather the paints that slowly slidd off his arms. Making a mental note to be sure to repaint him at some point of time.

The Ma'cherie had her perking an eyebrow at him for a moment a small shiver of delight rolling down her spine. "Hmm... I don't know, surprise me. Im rather easy when it comes to food." She voiced lightly smirking a slight bit before moving a finger to her lips, licking the voilet paint upon her finger before placing it upon the table. Where she began to use the now dampend paint to draw upon the table. At first a small seemingly pinwheel flower. Yet it seemed to grow more and more elabrant as she worked on it. Her gaze narrowing slightly as she focused on the task at hand. By the time she had finished the doodle there was no trace of paint having been upon her fingers.

Tilting her head slighty she merely studied the image for a moment or two as if attempting to decide if she wished to add more. "You know... its rather funny that my brother is popping up now out of all times. Normally he only pops up once a year, and he did that back in January. So... why is he popping up again so soon? Its very puzzling. I wonder if something happened." She questioned lightly tilting her head to the other side as she peered down at the pin wheel flower before merely shaking her head allowing her gaze to flick back over at that of Damarion again. "You know... you're back is tempting me." She voiced lightly merely watching him from where she sat small little smile upon her lips.

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Damarion let out a laugh. "well that's good to hear," he looked at her out of the corner of his eye.
He was glad that is was perfessional, although.. he still for some reason had a tiny sting of jealously. he looke dover his shoulder at her with a smirk, "well if your good i'll let you play " he winked at her and started his show in the kitchen.' behave your self or I will never get around to making you lunch love."

Ion began looking around her kitchen, looking in cabnets and cuboards, drawers, till he found what he needed. Then he raided her fridge and pantries, deciding on making delicious but simple Italian dish. Pulling out all sorts of veggie to throw in the sauce, and some large cheese filled tortollinis he began. To an onlooker, it looked as though he would cut his fingers off by how fast he was choppping things up. He looked at her with a smile . " i hope you like italian. I would hand make the pasta but im a little lazy and that would take a while. I'll do it for you at some other time." he threw the veggies in a pan to saute them, before mixing them with the creamy sauce. He had worked as a chef for a year, at a japanese grill, so it was more habit than anything as he showed off.
the food was done reletivly fast as he scooped a few of the large pasta's onto her plate, covered them with sauce and set it in front of her with a fork and knife. He made himself a plate and sat next to her.

" well, if something did happen hopefully, it wont be something bad. he would have said something over the phone no?" he cocked his eyebrow at her. it was certainly strange tat he was visiting again, if he indeed just visited once a year."maybe he misses his baby sister" he said with a smile.

His gaze fell from her face to her painting on the counter top. the food on his fork freezing half way to his mouth. " That's really nice, Remind me to buy half or all of your art to hang in my house." he took a bite, perfect as always. He looked sideways at her, his free hand slipping down to rest on her upper thigh. "Question, your apparently like a goddess when it comes to painting, do you do anything else, like play any insurments? I noticed you have a piano which means you play that at least, would you indudge me later and play me something.? I figure if you can paint, and play something your pretty much my dream girl. The only thing that culd make you btte ris if you could sing." he looked at her." can you? " he laughed as he mini bombed her with questions.." of course I should warn you, you might have to pour cold water on me, to cool me off, so i dont jump you." he snickered, going back to his food. rubbing her thigh lightly.

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➤ Felyss Viora-----------------------

Felyss found herself cocking an eyebrow at him at his words. If she was good? Hadn't she been good? Yet his following comment had her chuckling ever so slightly. She supposed she should allow the man to cook. Or he never get done to say the least. When he piped up about Italian she merely nodded. She did enjoy it, and it had bene a year or two since she had had some. So it would be a welcomed dish no matter how it really turned out. Though a cook herself she really wasn't all to picy when it came to things. She would more than welcome a burnt meal if it did pop up. Food was food to her. Even if it was a bit more charboiled than it was supposed to be.

Her gaze soon enough fell upon the plate that loomed before her. Looked postively tasty. Her hand shifted to take a hold of her fork and with manners that should have been long since dead she ate. Her motions pausing when the hand hit her thigh, before she merely resumed a period later listening to him as he spoke. Anything else other than painting? Yes she did have a few minor things nothing really worth showing off in her opinion. "If you want pieces of art just go ahead and take some. I have a few lingering in my room. As for other talents. I can indeed play the piano and Violin." She voiced lightly taking a few more bites of her food.

Setting her untensil down upon her plate she turned her gaze to him. Sing? Now that was something she hadn't done in some time. Her gaze shifted from him to peer off towards the piano. Not only that it wasn't something she normally tended to do either. "If only I was that talented." She voiced softly pushing her chair back as she stood. "You wish to hear it then It shall be done. Granted Im not very good." She voiced softly a small laugh slipping past her lips as she took a few more swift little bites from her plate before heading off towards the piano. It wasn't as if her meal was going to grow legs and run off on her during the time in which she was gone.

She moved through the living room pushing her hands through her hair as she made her way to the grand piano nestled by the windows. Slipping onto the bench seat, she slowly pushed the key guard up revealing the pearly white keys. Her bare feet shifted moving to rest along the brass petals that lingered below. Her gaze then seemed to shift moving to peer at him as she seemed to debate on what she was doing. Her hands moving to lightly rest against those keys. Now then... what should she go about playing. Her expression seemed to go thoughtful as she mulled it over for a period of time before it finally seemed to click.

Turning her gaze back to that of the piano again she merely watched it for a moment. "I did warn you... its been quiet some time since I played." She voiced softly before her fingers slowly began to press down the keys in which she desired. Merely listening to the piano for a period of time enjoying the pleasent little melody. Yet... after a period of time she slowly allowed her lips to part, her voice slipping out slowly softly so not assault the soft melody that emerged from the piano. Singing the melody in which she merely managed to create upon a whim. Merely allowing the sound of the piano to ring throughout the cottage.

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Damarion watched take a bite of the food, happy she seemed pleased. He realized he had been smiling mostly all day, a content curve of the lips. He peered at her for a moment as she offered her art to him. " really? , well thank you, I could certainly use some softness in there. I'm sure your beautiful art will do the trick." he looked at his plate, he had been taking fairly big bites, so his food was almost gone.

His gaze fell back on her once more. He gave a small laugh. "either way, your dreamy and your a girl, so.. you know your still my dream girl either way." he said gently, turning in his seat to watch her walk towards the piano. Surprised that she had practically jumped to do it, he had said later, however having it done now, he was not complaining. He stood also, and followed her to the piano, sitting on a couch nearby. It was if she was frozen, her hands alight the keys, her foot poised.. But she just sat there, he figured she was trying to thinkof something to play. He did that sometimes.

His grey orbs trailed down her ebony paint splatter locks. He was .. in love with her hair. It was so long, and so soft.. he stopped the urge to go and touch it, his gey eyes meeting her blue as she apologized again. he wasn't sure what he expected but it had certianly not been this. For one the melody was charming, and beautiful, almost tragically so, and then when she began to sing, everything else stopped. She couldn't honestly think she was no good, his mouth dropped slightly open, as he stared at her in disbelief. it felt like his heart had stopped, her voice, by far was the most beautiful thing he had ever come to experiece. he got lost in the words and blushed a little.

When the melody finally died, he just sat there with a dazed look on his face, and let go a breath he had been holding. " that was perfect.. i think you just completley captured my entire being. " he blinked, standing up and walking over to her, turning her face to him gently, placing his lips upon hers. He gave her a real kiss, the kind that made your knees buckle. His hands sliding through her hair. When he finally pulled away, he gave her a look, his eyes had darkened a shade. he let out a small laugh. "where have you been all my life." he stood, only to fall back down on the couch. he didnt know what else to say to her, he was sure his loss for words was enough.

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Felyss merely allowed her gaze to linger upon the keys of the piano for a while after that melody of hers. Before it slowly lifted to go about sliding the key guard back over the pearly keys once more hiding them from her sight. Yet when he began to speak her gaze merely moved to him expecting something along the lines of not bad, or it was okay. But... her gaze only seemed to widen slightly when it came out as something else entirely. It was... perfect? How was something like that possible? She hadn't sang in well... a few nights to say the least. But it was still nothing she believed it was perfect as he had stated. Perhaps he was merely stating it to be kind. But... the look upon his face easily portrayed it was no lie. He truely thought that about her voice.

She merely blinked her suprise still clear upon her face, even as he turned her to face him, and placed that kiss upon her lips. One that had her thankful for the seat under her, for surely her knees would have given out on her at such a kiss. When he parted from her and stated those words she merely tilted her head to the side slightly. "Erm... here?" She voiced softly as if it was a good enough example. When he fell back into the couch again she merely watched him. Was... he really that impressed with her own little flung together melody? Her left hand raised fingers moving to lightly touch her lips. Apparently so. That kiss... had her literately melting.

Slowly she pushed herself upwards off the bench seat, careful just in case the kiss had a lasting effect upon her legs. Deeming it safe she moved back to the table going about finishing her own meal before rinising it off in the sink, giving it a quick clean and putting it away. Before she turned and made her way back over towards the couch where he sat merely peering down at him for a moment or two. He hadn't spoken anything since his final comment. Had she broken him some how? She couldn't help but wonder as she watched him from where she stood. Needless to say her little melody had described him fairly well if she did say so herself. Giving herself a mental pat on the back for being able to whip something up like that in such a short amount of time. At least... it was how she saw things.

Reaching forward she allowed her hand to lightly run along the side of his face for a moment before drawing back to flick him lightly in the nose. "I do believe its time for a shower. We can't remain in the paint all day." She voiced lightly as she peered down at him for a moment or two longer. Before merely turning and starting off towards the hallway. Heading for the bathroom door that lingered just a few feet from the laundry room. "Damarion, come on I doubt you'll be able to get all the paint off your back without some help." She called lightly a small amount of color rising to her cheeks at the mere thought of the shower but was soon pushing it aside as she went about pulling the bathroom door open. Oh well... its not like she or he hadn't seen it before. Though... it still didn't stop the flush of color from coating her cheeks.

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Damarion sat on the couch leaning forward a little, his hands clasped together. He was thinking about her song, her words, had that been for him. His gaze found hers, and he looked at her curiously. It felt strange, this relationship, if you could call it that, that they had going. It confused him that he couldn't snap out of his: what he called puppy love faze. That's what it had to be right? It was physically and emotionlly impossible to love someone at first sight: or at least the same day. Those things just did not happen did they?

He knew in the least that he was physically attracted to her, but he wasn't sure what he felt. Athough his mind was creaming at him, telling him it was a sort of infatuation, he didn't really want ot believe it. He looked back at the floor, he didn't know what to say. It wasn't till her fingers graced his face that he snapped back into reality. Blinking and rubbing his nose when she flicked it. His grey eyes gazed at her, as she mentioned it was shower time. His eyebrow raised. Was she really offering her company, after all she had orginally pointed him the direction by him self.

Damarion looked at her watching her start to walk down the hallway, he stayed on the couch, and glanced at his plate, giving himself a mental note to clean it up after this. He smiled, I guess i wouldn't mind alittle help." He replied, finally standing and follow her to the bathroom. Ion wondered to himself if he would just be able to take a shower with her, and nothing else. fat chance in that, unless she stopped him.

Taking off the shirt she had givin him, and unbuttoning the shorts,he met her at the bathroom, door and slid his arm around her waist lighty, tugging on her dress lighty. " I cannot promise good behavior in the shower," he whisper in ear, as he unzipped the pants. They hung dangerously low on his hips. walking around her, he gave her a miscevious look, and started the water.

He glanced around the bathroom, for a moment. It was much nicer than the one he had at home. or at least the shower was. His tub was bigger. He walked over to her, and pulled her dress off, and let his pants drop before letting his warm hand snake up her her sides. Ion gave felyss an crooked smile. "shall we ? ' he aske pressing his nude form against hers.

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Felyss pushed her hands through her dampend ebony locks now free of traces of paint. Yet her chest raised and fell unevenly as she moved about the bathroom, a tint of scarlet lingering upon her cheeks. Yep... just as Damarion had stated, he had not behaved. And that shower had become a bit more hot than what it really should have been. What did that make it now? Twice in a day? Man what had happened to her? What had made her into a being that lusted and craved that of Damarion. They hadn't even stated anything about even being in a relationship. They weren't even dating for crying out loud. And they had had sex twice in a matter of a hour or two. There was something seriously wrong with her. Sure the sex was... godly as it was. But what in the world was she thinking?!

Turning she made her way to the door, only after grabbing a towel to curl about her middle. And it was a damn good things he had done so. For no sooner had she opened the bathroom door she was running smack dab into something hard. Stumbling back slightly she moved her hand to rub her nose lightly before peering at the figure that loomed before her. Gaze wide in suprirse. Barnaby. There he stood in all his glory to say the least. Well what you could say about it. His clothing consisting of a short mini skirt that happened to be black, black heeled boots, a white button up long sleeve shirt partly dampened which must have meant it was raining. Glasses sitting upon the bridge of his nose, blonde hair plastered to his face and neck. Her brother... needless to say was soaked to the bone in drag of a woman.

"Oh... Barnaby... I was wondering... where you were." She voiced softly watching her brother c**k an eyebrow at her before merely pressing past her without so much of a word moving to grab a towel from the rack and go about moving it about his head. Only to pause his sapphires shifting to peer at the other figure who loomed within the room. His long fingered hands moving to go about resting upon his hip in an all to apparent girly fashion. His gaze skimming over the other male within the room. Since when did his sister have men over? And more so one who were wet, and just coming out of the shower much like his sister. His gaze shifted moving to peer over at that of his little sister.

"Felyss... What exactly is going on here? Why is there a clearly naked man in the shower, who clearly came out of it with you." He voiced in a manner that seemed all too much like a normal womans voice his gaze lingering firmly upon his sister. His gaze hitting that of the ring upon her ring finger. This causing his eyebrow to arch even higher as he turned his attention around to the man again, noting the one upon his finger as well. Had his sister gotten married while he had been away for the short time? His gaze shifted back to her again. If so she might not enjoy the news in which he had to tell. But for now he merely remained quiet watching his sister wheels turn as she attempted to think up a way to answer him.

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Damarion rested his head agaist the cool tile of the shower for a moment, a huge grin curling up his lips. As it had come to be, she had not resisted at all, and so the shower had become more of an adventure than needed. He was not at all complaining, He shifted his grey hues to watch Felyss walk across the bathroom. Yep, she was a goddess he though to him self with a smirk. He thought to himself, that he should probably cool it with the random sex, until they had figured out whether or not they were going to make their selfs offical. Dama had completley forgotten about her brother showing up until he head Felyss's soft voice speaking to someone.

Looking up as a tall woman, walked into the room, who was that.. The new arrival stopped and looked him over, Damarion looked her over, not in the least bit worried that he was complely nude. His eyebrow raised, as he observed her. Her features where fine, but her jaw was just a little to wide, other, very tiny details popped out at him, as he grabbed a towel, and casually dried off, before wrapping the cloth around his waist.

He coninued to study her, as she talked to Felyss. Her eyes were very simiular to Fyless's. His eyebrows shot up as he got a stern look, the girl staring at his hand, then back at Felyss. Could this be her brother, the person who stood before him, dressed to the T as a woman? It would certainly make more sense than some random person coming along, who happened to have the same eyes as the woman he just made love too. Seeing how Felyss had stated she only had one sibling, it was too obvious. However she had never mentioned that her brother was a cross dresser. a good one at that. If Damarion hadn't been so observant, he would have been completley confused. Well he was still a little.

Damarion wondered if he should speak up and save Felyss from the intense stare that her brother was giving her. He moved slighty so he could look at Felyss, unsure what to do, he decided to wait. Figuring he would find out soon enough.

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Felyss by this point was fiddling with her fingers. Good lord this was awkward. Her gaze shifted to peer at Damarion who seemed to be... unphased. Rolling her eyes at him she merely focused them back on her brother, who seemed to have switched his gaze from the man to his sister. The mere look had her growing ridged, all motions stopping. Oh... he had to look at her like that. That... look always did give him an advantage at work. And now he was using it on her. The b*****d. "Well as you can already guess what happened in here. Barnaby." She voiced flatly her gaze narrowing to steely points those one soft features seemingly hardening under her brothers gaze as the two seemed to glare at one another. "My business and whom I happen to be with at the time is none of your concern. You live your life. I live my own. Now get your a** out of those women clothing, stop glaring and demanding questions about my lover, or get the hell out." She snapped rather forcefully back at her brother.

Barnaby at this point seemed to draw back slightly in surprise of his sisters apparent anger. Her words having him arch an eyebrow before his gaze slipped back to the man. "Interesting..." He voiced lightly before turning his hands raising to go about pulling off that wet shirt of his as he promptly left the bathroom. Heading off towards his sisters room. Knowing fully well there was a suit case with his normal clothing lingering within. Though that didn't stop the melody of clicks of his boots against the hard wood floor as he went along. One that clearly gave his position away to where he was in the house. Seems his sister had grown a slight back bone. Odd... could it all be because of one man?

Felyss gaze remained hard until her brother had fully left the room before she seemed to slump forward hand going to her head. Damn... she really needed to pick her words better. She would be hounded as soon as Barnaby recovered enough from his internal shock of her retorting back against him in such a manner. Her gaze lifted moving to peer at that of Damarion for a moment before she merely shook her head turning from him as she promptly moved to her clothing gathering it swiftly before pulling it on, wrapping a towel about her head before promptly leaving the bathroom all together. Moving out into the living room where she promptly took a seat upon the couch, legs crossing as she merely stared down the hallway.

Soon enough her brother was emerging, blue jeans hugging his hips, a red long sleeve button up adorning his lean muscular upper torso. And once more... he looked like a man rather than a girl. A rather annoyed man that peered back at his sister. "A temper unsuits you Felyss Veldan Viora." He voiced rather flatly a thick, rich, deep voice easily sounding forth from him as he pressed further into the living room. "I Suggest you pack your things sister dear. Parents have decided its time for you to return home. Whether you want to or not." His gaze slid over his shoulder peering back in the direction of where the other male should be. "Alone."

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Damarion just watched Her "brother" storm out of the bathroom his eyebrow still raised. His gaze went to Feylss, whom in a hurry left the bathroom. Damarion put his hand to his head, There was a certain tense feeling to the air. Sighing he took the towel from his waist and dried his feathery black hair, before making his way to his clothing as well. He pulled on the shorts wondering for a moment if the clothes where done. Before pulling on the tank.

He paused watching the now, very male brother walk dow the hallway. He followed Listening, a frown comming to his face. That was not what he wanted to hear, and by the sound of it he didn't not have a choice. But that did not necisarily mean he would just sit there and let it happen. he stood in the enteryway to the hallway, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. Although damarions face was fairly nutural, his eyes burned wih anger. He flicked his darkening grey gaze to Felyss and rose an eyebrow at her. She hadn't said anything.

He spoke up. " I might not have a say in this, But if you think i am going to stand here, and let you take Felyss away with one word, well obviously i'm not. " Dama said, his own voice soft but demanding. " Tell me Barnaby, why now is it so dire for her to return home suddenly.?" he asked, crossing the living room, keeping his eye on her brother, before sitting on the couch next to Fyless, taking her hand in his. He looked at her, his eyes softening. "I'm sorry, but im not just letting you go that easily,"
he said lowly, but loud enough for Baraby to hear. He had a feeling he would not like the answer, however, all the same he turned and gave Baraby a level gaze.

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➤ Felyss Viora-----------------------

Felyss had been listening to this up until now her mind mulling over the possibilities to why her parents would wish her to return home to them. More so alone. They had never demanded such a thing before. And they had never sent Barnaby to fetch her before. Whatever reason this may be iw was rather serious wasn't it? Something had happened and she needed to return home. But doing so would mean leaving this life in which she had come to enjoy soo much. Her gaze slipped to Damarion when he took a seat beside her. Not only that it meant leaving the very being she had come to... possibly love? Was that a correct term for this? Could she even love a being after only spending two days with them? Was such a thing possible? She couldn't help but wonder over this.

Yet when Damarion seemed to speak out against her leaving she found a smile forming upon her lips. He didn't wish her to leave him. Oh how wonderfully warm and fuzzy she felt inside with those words. It made her wish to betray her parents calling for her. Ignore Barnaby words and just remain here happy and content with Damarion. "He's right Barnaby I do not wish to go. Im happy here. Even more so since Damarion stepped into my life." She voiced lightly watching her brothers sapphire hues narrow upon them. Was it so wrong that she had the chance at obtaining true happiness? Or was it soo wrong that she was allowed something as simple as that. Surely her brother would understand, he had held his own sweet heart at one point. Before that crash stole her life and took her from him. But... surely he would understand her desire to stay here with Damarion. He wouldn't force her to go. But... oh how wrong she was.

Barnaby merely turned his gaze upon this apparent Damarion fellow in which had spoken out against the action of her leaving. "She doesn't have a choice in the matter. She will go. Whether you Damarion was it? Like it or not." He voiced rather flatly his gaze sliding between thet wo before he merely pressed forward his hand reaching out, taking his sisters other arm as he promptly hauled her up and out of the couch, his other hand moving to pry Damarions hand from her own. The mere action had Felyss wincing a slight bit as she was forced behind Barnaby. "She getting married. You've been messing around with a woman who is engaged. And now you've managed to woo an engaged woman. What a vile man." He voiced flatly his gaze sliding to his wide eyed sister.

Without another word on the matter he turned and began to promptly drag his sister out the front door only to pause as he moved her through it gaze shifting back to that of Damarion. "You so much as pursue Felyss again, I will see to it you get locked away in the deepest prison there is. What you have already done with her is enough in my books to put your a** in jail. Come near her again, And I will kill you." Barnaby voiced flatly before continuing his way to his cruiser a charger series. "Damarion! To you Love!" Was the last words in which Felyss was able to managed before she was tossed into the back of the crusier, and a short time later that very cruiser was gone.