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 Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 8:10 am
She smiled brightly and, setting her tea down, she gave him a quick hug. "Wonderful! Such great fortune that you have found each other!"
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 5:40 pm
"Um, uh....what do you mean?"
Skyeheart said.
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 7:21 pm
"Your words imply that you may feel affection towards her and that she may return your affections. This is something to celebrate. Perhaps I have misunderstood?" she spoke quietly, apologetically, believing she had insulted him.
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2008 5:13 am
"I-I don't know if you should say that so strongly.
I mean...I'm not sure....I...maybe...um..."
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2008 12:46 pm
"Affection is a good thing, it is what ties all people together. I feel affection towards you though it is that of a friend, not of a mate. Affection for another will wax and wane for everyone at any moment. Having been alone as much as I have when I crave company, I am always passionately enthusiastic to learn of such for others. I wish for all to be happy with others be they friends, family or mates. My apologies for distressing you, it is not my intention. We may change subjects if you prefer." she replied, her voice growing increasingly soft, feeling shy of herself, her cheeks going slightly pink.
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2008 1:56 pm
"I'm sorry. I feel I need to be alone for a while."
Skyeheart got up and walked towards the door.
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2008 2:48 pm
Though she did not let him see and her voice did not show it, she looked as if she were going to cry. "Be well, friend." she said escorting him to the door, watching him leave, hoping he would forgive her.
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Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2008 1:04 am
With a pop, Ziven and Hunter appeared just outside of her home .. their home. Lowering herself from her clingy hold on him, she guided him to the door, pausing at the entry, placing a hand on his chest, the other on the door. But a second passed before she stepped away from the door and looked to him with a smile. "Please enter." she said with a smile, wanting him to see with his own eyes that the front door would swing open upon approach by him also.
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Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2008 1:12 am
He took a step towards the door, and it opened. He took a step back, closing it. Another towards it, it opened. He wanted to step back and continue playing with the door, though he knew it would be immature. He giggled in his head at the thought of it though. "Thank you lady ziven.. for every thing." He says hugging her holding her close to him. He kissed her and await her to lead the way in. "Ladies first.. always.." He said bowing to her.
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Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2008 1:20 am
As if reading his mind, she giggled joyously watching him play with the door. When he indicated ladies first, she bobbed her head. "As you are no longer a guest in my home but returning side by side to our home .. I shall not argue. Thank you, my Love." she said softly, entering the living room, not going too far. Blue eyes gazed upon him with cheerful love and adoration. If he had not noticed before, now in their well lit home, he would likely notice she was wearing clothes he would not have seen her wearing before, flattering to her figure as always though this dress was sexy without being vulgar. "Are you hungry or thirsty?" she asked with a bright smile.
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Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2008 1:29 am
"No.. " He said abruptly. He had never eaten infront of her, and probably never will. That is still one of his and his fathers dark secrets in which no one can know. "Im sorry love.. Im just.. I dont know where my minds at. I cant stop thinking about my father under minding me." He said with a nod. His eyes never left her. They were always on her, he tried to not look at her body hoping to be respectful though certain times he couldnt help it. He was wearing a White dress shirt, unbuttoned and baggy white pants. He had a few scars on his body from fights in his life. One across his abs. He couldnt tone his body any more, it would not be possible, he was ripped like a tank. It came easy to him as it did with his father.
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Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2008 9:23 am
"Relax .. I am certain he does not mean so to upset you but because he cares." she said softly, touching his face with her hand. Slowly she let her hand slide from his cheek to his neck, then shoulder. Feeling with her own hand how different his body felt, her eyes finally strayed from his face, looking at him where her hand was. Wanting to observe him more, her hand fell further, across his chest, to his stomach, pausing only when the feeling of a scar there met her fingertips. Gently tracing along the scar, she smiled longingly, placing her hand over the scar on his abs for a moment before sliding bot hands along his skin from front to back to hug him. "If only I could have been with you to help .. I could have healed your wounds so you would not have a scar from it."
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Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2008 10:03 pm
He shook his head. "Its okay. Ever scar I have is from a victory. I wear them, like badges." He said with a nod, his fingers trace a few of his scars. His eyes watch her hands as she hold his body in them. He had many bad wounds which left no scars. He smiled abit as his eyes looked up to hers then back down to her hands.
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Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2008 10:15 pm
"Other than rest .. is there anything you require?" she asked softly, her head resting on his chest as she held him close. She did not understand why some wore battle scars proudly, she was one who preferred to come from fights unblemished, so she did not comment.
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Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2008 10:32 pm
He shook his head. He wasnt sure what he was thinking or what he was trying to do. He thought something didnt feel right. Theres something he should do, but he couldnt put his finger on it. "No... I just need some rest.. well to lay down mostly.
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