Ivan's room

[Chiya Star]

jak795

*nomad started to laugh* "And youre the pot calling the kettle black." *the inner beast spoke again* "Come on, you know you want to." *he punched her in the heart to make it skip a beat and did a evasive roll kicking her with both of his feet with breaking force across her back*

Read my last post, the one before yours.  

[Aveline Jigrigger]

- Max put her swords back as quickly as possible. She always did as Nash orderd, not doing it would mean something close to death. She held her head and grumbled though. "No its not. She cursed once when Ivan threw a ink balloon at her face." She said rubbing her forehead. Max gave one more glare at Nomad before leaving to the barracks.  

[jak795]

*nomad lay on his knees dazed by the blow and with a massive headache* "Shes right." "This is ridiculous." "Im going to the infirmary with her. I want to see Kaz." *nomad spoke as he got up* *the suit healing his wounds and slimming down as he followed her* "I have to make things right." "Nash wait up youre not the only one who needs to see him. And I need to talk to you, its important it involves Kaz." *he called at her*  

[Aveline Jigrigger]

- Ivan let Nash lead him all the way up to his room. It was just how he had left it, except he saw a basket of his cloths on the floor. He shook his head and ignored it. Nash sure had funny ways to remember people. He climbed up to his loft with one arm, which was hard even though he had doen it a thousand times. He was just megaly tired and was still sore in a lot of places. He flopped down on his many blankets with a grunt. He would have passed out right htere is Nash wasnt around. He rolled over onto his stomuck and waved down at her with a grin. "Just in case your wondering, I have a few new scars." He said as an explanation for his sudden weakness. He expected a nap to get rid of that however.  

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Nash laughed before she did a two-step leap. Her hands instantly hooked on the side of his loft and in one fluid motion, she was right up beside him. Curling up against him, she rested her head on her arm as she smiled tiredly at him.

 

[Aveline Jigrigger]

- Ivan laughed at how smoothly she got up there, which made his rib hurt again. He didnt wince as much as before, but he groaned at the end with a hiss. Soon after that he tryed to ignor it and finally get some shut eye. "Dont get too cozy." He joked sourcastically.  

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"Oh, I'll be on pins and needles all night," she joked as she snuggled against him a little bit more. In a few seconds she was out like a light. Moving in her sleep, she turned so her legs were still side-ways but her upper half was face down. She then scooted so her head was on his good shoulder with the rest of her catty-cornered against his back. Subconciously, she must have known she would be somewhat heavy, so she shifted in her sleep so her bones became hollow bird bones.
"Run away from the cookie monster, Kaz. Cookies have cra-" Nash drifted off in mid-sentance. She had always talked in her sleep right after losing a lot of stress.

 

[Aveline Jigrigger]

- Ivan looked at her for a second, and chuckled deeply. Soon after he fell asleep with his arm around Nash lightly. His dreams where swimming in inncodents of the past. Only they all went the wrong way. When they where fighting his old gang, Layle drowned, Kaite was shot, and Nashes throat had been cut. When he was with the Commandant leader, Nash had suddenly appered. She didnt even take a step before the vines rapped around her like he had been. Then she looked at him dull, as if she didnt reconize him. Ivan suddenly fell, and she exploded along with the rest of the dream. In his sleep Ivan tightend his hold on Nash protectivly and his eyebrows narrowed.  

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Nash woked up slightly when Ivan's arm wrapped around her tighter. Looking at him sleepily, she saw his brows furrowed. Reaching out, she traced the lines, trying gently to smooth out the lines in his forehead. She didn't like the look on his face. Giving up on making his forehead smooth, Nash tried another tactic. She started tracing the features on his face while waiting for sleep to invelope her againl

 

[Aveline Jigrigger]

- Ivan felt Nash stir in his arms right away, but he didnt move. Then he felt pressure on his eyebrows, which made him want to break out in smiles, but he decided to bother her and keep them narrow. He hadnt known that he made faces in his sleep. Go figure. Then he felt her finger run along his jawline and his cheek bones. He opend his eyes and smiled at her. This was not the first time he had woken up to her staring at him. But most of the time she was much stelthier about it.  

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Nash saw Ivan look at her, and in response she smiled at him as she rested her head on her arm before a cat yawn overtook her. "Sleep well," she asked before giving a small shake of her head, "Nevermind, your face could tell it all."

 

[Aveline Jigrigger]

- "Heh, I was having a nightmere about your cooking." He joked, resting his head by tilting it back. Nash was always telling him that he told the truth allt he time, weather he knew it or not. He never belived her, she was just a girl who could read him like a book. Almost.  

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Nash stuck her tongue out at him. "Layle likes my cooking," she replied, knowing full well Ivan was joking, "And so does Beratt and Kaz. Max likes it, too." All through her speaking, the warleader was smiling.

 

[Aveline Jigrigger]

- "Ya, but Layles a nut job." He said, rolling over onto his stomack and sighing. He felt like a suriviore of a atom bomb. Oh ya.... He looked at Nash with one eye. "But then again your the only one who knows how to cook apple pies." Ivan smiled. He would die for Nashes apple pie any day.