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 Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 9:22 pm
[He sighs.] Alright. [breathe] I suppose it would not benefit me to turn you down.
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 9:37 pm
Exactly. I like your attitude.
:::She put her hands down gently over his shoulders, though were covered by his t-shirt she could feel were both skin. She supports her grip on the right shoulder enough so that she can work on the shoulder she saw bothering him.
Her hand begins working in fluid motion, using her palm to grasp the musle and figure out where it needed loosening. When she found a spot to start kneeding, her ring and middle finger started making circles over it:::
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 9:40 pm
That is actually... [breathe] working.
[He is somewhat amazed by this, as his voice no doubt makes clear.]
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 9:42 pm
Hehe... told you I was an expert.
:::She moves to the next knot, a bigger one...she feels around again. Practically the whole thing was a knot:::
You know, I don't expect this to surprise you but you're really tense.
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 9:45 pm
No, that is not a surprise. [breathe] I should be doing more stretches now that I can get out of on... [breathe] my own, but I haven't really wanted to, except for when we go out at night.
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 9:46 pm
:::She moved to the next knot, slightly under the shoulder towards his back:::
What do you do at night...?
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 9:49 pm
Mostly right now we go on walks. [breathe] The fresh air is good for me, and it gives us a chance to check the parimeter and make sure it is still intact.
[He relaxes his neck and lets his head fall forward.]
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 9:52 pm
:::She'd heard the men who watched over the castle talk that way:::
Are you a guard?
:::She took his neck falling forward as a sign that she was doing her job right, but as it fell forward she could see just how sersiouly the metal clashed with his skin... most of the back of his neck was metal. She avoided the spots where the skin met with it, not wanting to mess with that... and not really wanting to touch it either:::
:::She skipped over that part and moved to the nook of his shoulder and other side of his neck to continue:::
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 9:54 pm
[Andrew lets out a little laugh.]
Not exactly. I just do my best to help where I can. [breathe] There are almost two dozen people in the house, and their safety is priority.
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 9:59 pm
Oh you do laugh...
:::She smirked:::
Told you I was an expert. ...so you're helping to protect some people? Your beloveds?
:::She honestly wondered if he was in any physical condition to protect or fight but didn't want to say that. I might be rude::::
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 10:02 pm
[His smile fades.] I suppose you could call them that. [breathe] They are my best friend's family, as well as my father and the other staff members that live in... [breathe] the house.
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 10:07 pm
:::She finishes working on the right shoulder and begins moving to the upper part of his back:::
There are guards where I live too... but they don't get back massages like this.
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 10:10 pm
No? Why not? I am sure they would be a... [breathe] great benefit.
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 10:12 pm
Well then. Andrew's law shall now state that palace guards are to recieve nightly shoulder massages. How's that?
:::She continues, working out a really tough knot with the flat part of her lower thumb:::
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 10:15 pm
[He can feel the musclees loosening as she works. Perhaps he will not need more drug so soon after all. He turns his head enough to look at her.]
Are you joking, or do you honestly have that sort of autority where... [breathe] you come from?
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