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 Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2009 1:37 am
Morph exhaled and bent over at the waist, his Jo behind him against his lower back, his arms out from his sides; his hands at each end of the short staff. Straightening up, he brought the unassuming weapon in front of him, holding it loosely in both hands; his bare feet splayed, one foot behind him slightly. Lifting his back foot, he tapped the ball of his foot against the floor, going into a simple soft-shoe, or in this case bare foot, tap routine, using his staff as a if it were a cane, moving from one foot to the other; heel to ball and back again, muttering the rhythm under his breath. Pausing for a moment, he shifted his grip in the short pole in his hands, sliding the polished wood through his left hand in a jab. Following this with another he moved into his katas, as much of a dance as his previous activity; moving back and forth in the empty dance hall, the only sound apart from his feet being quiet exhalations of breath as he shifted from form to form. He thought about nothing in particular, moving into the state of mind he had when he played guitar; letting his mind and his body move their separate ways, weaving in and out of focus.
A sigh found its way to his lips as his thoughts turned to Ara, who was still fretting over her scar. His heart ached slightly, knowing she was still so worried about what everyone thought of her, knowing she still tried to hide the healed wound from everyone. He frowned, bringing his Jo swishing down through the air as he stepped forward again. He had told her that she didn’t look any less beautiful to him, but still she fretted.
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Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2009 1:54 am
Ara had only been training with her staff at night when people would be less likly to see her. But she knew that her Morph liked to train in one room. She felt bad that she had been kinda mopey since she got here into the university. She ran a hand over her scar under her sweater and sighed as she looked into the window of where he was training and she felt her heart ache with mixed feelings of happiness and sadness about what she was doing to him...she had to be making it hard for him to stay...what with her being ugly now and her stupid scar. She had Anbu and Yuuki true and they were helping alot. She had trained with them a few times so far and it was nice but she...She let out a sigh and wondered if she should just tell him she needed to go...stop holding him back from what he could be, what Alice here at the university could make him into. She felt her heart break thinking about it but it was best right...she turned away from the window and frowned, holding her chest she turned towards the door and opened it slowly, stepping inside she stopped to watch him finish, a frown on her face and her eyes brimming with small tears as she fought her inner turmoil over what she really wanted to do about this all...she wasn't good any more....she didn't know why Morph kept calling her beautiful.
Spicy Marmalade! Now that it's exploded into being, seize hold of this evening's chance.
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Tiger_Kisa699 Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2009 2:28 am
Unable to reach any conclusions as for what to do about Ara, knowing that only she could finally convince herself that she was fine, Morph pushed himself harder, trying to move out of his mind into his actions. Sliding his hands down to one end of the Jo, he swiped at the air, cleaving the space in front of him as though with a bat. At the end of the swing he loosened his grip slightly, sliding his hands up to the other end of the staff, swiping up though the air again. Moving with more and more force in his actions, he shifted down the hall away from the door, practicing harder techniques. In the back of his mind he knew he should be careful, that he was risking injury by throwing himself at these harder forms, but he ignored this, pushing past his usual calm as he turned back up the hall towards the door, unaware that Ara had entered the room.
Entirely caught up in his mood, Morph slammed the end of his Jo down, using it as a vaulting pole, meaning to leap forward over it and push into a kick with both feet; but at he sailed through the air to the apex of the arc, his eyes fell on Ara and he outbalanced in this distracted moment, coming to crash painfully to the floor. He head throbbed and he grimaced, letting out a groan as his common sense came crashing up through his ill mood. “Oww…” He mumbled, wincing as he tried to lift his head off the floor and was rewarded by an increase in the pain at the back of his skull.
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Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2009 2:40 am
Ara gasped as she watched him go crashing down to the ground. "Morph!" She called out as she rushed over to him and helped him up off the ground. She looked at him and looked over his head for any bleeding or swelling. "Are you ok love?" she asked him softly as she looked over him, feeling torn between loving on him and just running away. She touched his face and smiled softly just looking at him. "I didn't mean to love...." she said softly feeling bad that she had distracted him.
Spicy Marmalade! Now that it's exploded into being, seize hold of this evening's chance.
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Tiger_Kisa699 Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 2:58 am
Morph accepted her help up, touching the back of his head tenderly. Smiling over at his fretting fiancée, he spoke gently. Her appearance had cooled off his mood somewhat. “I’m OK, love, really. I’ll just have a really big bruise to remind me to go slower next time.” He smiled, rubbing his cheek a little against her hand. His smile lit his eyes, but looking at her he was a little lost for what to say next. His prior feelings over how she was behaving were making it a little awkward for him to say anything else. But what would he say that he hadn’t already said, or decided not to say? It would have been a little odd to say that he had been thinking about her, considering the force and almost violence he had been putting into his training. All these thoughts flicked by in a moment, the span of a few blinks, but didn’t touch the light in his eyes. However he may have felt, he loved her and was always happy to see her. Taking the hand gently from his cheek he brought it to his lips and kissed it, sighing a little. Without meaning really meaning to, his thoughts found his mouth and he murmured to her quietly, nuzzling against her fingers. “I love you, you know that?”
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Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 3:05 am
Ara smiled as he nuzzled her hand and kissed it. She smiled and then paused and looked at him as he said he loved her. She froze and pulled her hand away, tightening the shirt around her. She looked away and smiled softly while she watched her feet. "Yeah...i'm sure. I...I love you too." she glanced up at him and frowned as she held her shirt tightly. "I...Why do you stay? I'm not the same anymore. I know you love me and say i'm pretty but i...I'm not at all! I'm horrible looking and you need someone whos perfect and pretty!" She said as her eyes filled with tears.
Spicy Marmalade! Now that it's exploded into being, seize hold of this evening's chance.
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Tiger_Kisa699 Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 3:33 am
Morph sighed, his smile fading away. Here it was again, Ara’s worry that somehow she wasn’t good enough anymore, that somehow, because of the attack, everything was different. Bending down to give himself a moment, he picked up his Jo, looking down at his own feet for a second before looking up at Ara. “You say you aren’t the same anymore.” He said slowly, looking down again before meeting her eyes once more. “What exactly has changed? What is so different that I shouldn’t stay?” Morph stared over at her. It was not a hard look, but just an even, measured gaze. He was firm in his belief that nothing was different; nothing had changed in his feelings for her, except that he had a greater desire to be able to protect her. He loved her and no scar was going to come between that. Morph wanted so much for her to see that. To see that she was still the same beautiful person he fell in love with on that awning, the same person he found a home with and the same person he asked to marry.
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Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 3:38 am
Ara looked at him and turned. "I don't feel like my self any more. I'm broken cant you see it...I hide from things now cause i keep seeing badgers and i...i dont dance any more like i used to. Whens the last time i danced for you! My own love and i cant dance for you. I...I know its hard for me to accept myself, how can you? Why do you still love me!?" she asked looking over her shoulder at him as she felt tears trail down her face. She wanted to go to him...believe him and let it all go away but she didn't know how she could. Wasn't she a horrible looking creature who didn't deserve someone as amazing as Morph?
Spicy Marmalade! Now that it's exploded into being, seize hold of this evening's chance.
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Tiger_Kisa699 Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 12:40 am
Morph’s heart throbbed at her tears, but he did his best to remain firm. He wanted so much to tell her that it was alright, that it was all over and nothing was hurting her anymore, but it wasn’t as easy as that. Letting his heartache out in a short exhalation, he gazed at her, heart still sore. “Because you are still the same person,” He answered calmly. “You are still my Aranyani. And I love you.” He swayed a sliver where he stood, the emotions lying under his even words and demeanor stretching him taught. “I don’t care, Ara. I don’t care…how you look, or if you dance. I care about you. I care, because you’ve had something horrible happen to you, and I love you, and I never want something like that to happen to you ever again. I want to be strong for you Ara, to protect you, and our children. I want to be good enough for you.” Morph said, exasperation in his tone now, and a wry half laugh and smile breaking his straight face. He shook his head and continued, speaking more strongly. “I still love you because you are still you. I can say it no simpler than that. If you are afraid, let me help you. Unsure, let me stand with you. I want to keep growing with you, Ara; grow stronger for you, and stronger together with you.” Morph looked into her eyes and sighed, his shoulders dropping a little.
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 1:00 am
Ara looked at Morph as he spoke, and felt her heart swell to bursting as he spoke. She covered her mouth with her hands and sobbed as she listened to him. She looked down at her self as he spoke and grabbed her arms as she cried while he seemed to fight back tears. She looked up at him and threw off the sweater on her and ran to him, wrapping her arms around him and holding him tightly. "I'm sorry...I'm so sorry for being stupid about this all. I should have known that you would still love me...i just wasn't comfortable with it at all my self and i hated it...and i was still scared. Scared that it marked me for other badgers to find and come after. I'm sorry!" she said as she kissed him, not a quick kiss but nothing too deep. "I didn't mean to hurt you. And watching you look so sad as you told me those things made my heart all but break as i realized that i was being stupid to hurt you like this." she kissed him again, tears still flowing down her face as she held onto him and kissed him all over the face, feeling like a horrible lover for making her Morph have to go through something like this...dealing with the idea of losing her. "I'm not going. i'm sorry i thought about it. You'll never have to think about me going again, this is where i belong and where i want to be." She said as she held onto him and kissed him, making it a deep, happy kiss.
Spicy Marmalade! Now that it's exploded into being, seize hold of this evening's chance.
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Tiger_Kisa699 Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 1:33 am
Morph threw aside his Jo as Ara ran the few feet between them and embraced her in his arms, holding her tightly. He listened to her apology, a few hot tears running down his own cheeks. He kisses her back, continuing to listen. He smiled as she started to kiss all over his face. “It’s alright, love…” He murmured, kissing her back a few times. His heart felt so much lighter than it had in days, and he returned her longest kiss passionately, picking her up after a long time, or it could have been short, who knows with these sort of things, and spinning her around, lips still pressed against hers. Breaking at last, he still held her, not letting her down yet; long nights of training in dance and martial arts were finally bestowing some strength and stamina to his frame. “I told you I still loved you…” He whispered, laughing quietly. Kissing her again joyously, his baritone purr rumbled from him, so very happy to have his love whole again.
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 10:21 pm
Ara smiled and clung to him, burring her face in his neck with a purr. "Thanks for being there for me Morph. I don't know if i could have made it through this with out you. You've been so helpful. And i love you so much for sticking around with me like this." She said as she pushed his hair back and kissed his forehead. She purred as she looked into his eyes and smiled happily, she rubbed her nose against his and giggled, feeling more and more like her self as the minuets went by.
Spicy Marmalade! Now that it's exploded into being, seize hold of this evening's chance.
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Tiger_Kisa699 Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jan 11, 2010 2:39 pm
Morph continued to smile softly and listen to his love as she apologized. “Of course, Ara…” He murmured, nuzzling her back. As he held her, he could almost feel her mood improving. “What kind of potential husband would I be if I let something as small as this get between us?” He asked, kissing her jaw line and laughing a little. Kissing her a few more times he sighed contentedly, resting his head against her shoulder lightly. Standing in the same spot for a few beats after, he laughed suddenly, looking up at her with a slightly mischievous grin. “I don’t really want to put you down again.” He laughed, his eyes alight. He turned around a little, looking at their dropped items; his jo and her sweater. “But we’ll have to pick those up somehow…” Looking back up into her face, he grinned again. “So, either you’re going to have to hold them, or somehow climb around to my back and I’ll pick them up, because you’re not coming down.” He chuckled again, waiting for her reaction to his musings.
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Posted: Tue Jan 12, 2010 8:44 pm
Ara smiled as she held onto him and purred. "I'm glad your going to be here for my Morph. And..." Looks at the stuff and climbs around him onto his back, hooking her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck as she smiled. "This works! I'm glad you don't want to put me down cause i miss being in your arms! Though now i guess your in mine." she said softly, feeling herself open up more to him. she nuzzled Morphs neck and purred as she licked it softly. "I've missed you alot. I want alot of snuggles when we get back to the room love!" she said with a smile as she nuzzled into his neck happily.
Spicy Marmalade! Now that it's exploded into being, seize hold of this evening's chance.
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Tiger_Kisa699 Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jan 13, 2010 12:13 am
Morph laughed as she climbed limberly around him and settled on his back. Shifting a little to hold her more comfortably, he looked back over his shoulder to nuzzle against her. “Works for me.” Grinning he turned back around, squatting down to grab his Jo and then moving over to pick up her sweater from the floor. Straightening up again, he made his way across the dance hall to the door where he slid his feet into his sandals, having had taken them off before stepping on to the dance floor. Moving outside, Morph turned to look up at Ara again. “Love you.” He said softly, smiling at her. “Never going to let you go.”
Purring happily he headed off towards the dormitories, humming quietly into the calm night air. It was a cool evening, a rare pleasant twilight amidst the winter months. His exercise outfit wasn’t the warmest thing he could have been wearing at the moment, but having Ara so close was doing much to stave off any cold he might have felt.
Once at their room, he leaned his weapon up next to her practice staff by the door, and tossed her sweater onto a pile of dirty laundry needing to be washed. “Home sweet.” He murmured, looking about the room that he and Ara shared. It didn’t have quite the same feeling as the tree they had lived in before, but it was their home, and he was quite happy.
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