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 Posted: Sat Aug 30, 2008 8:32 pm
Moé kissed him, her eyes closed.
She hugged his chest again, shuddering.
"I-I can't help it, Sir... I can't help it...!"
[[If someone were to read this out of context, they'd think it was something horrible XD lol.]]
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Posted: Sat Aug 30, 2008 8:43 pm
Caleb let go of her and returned his hands back down. "Perhaps, I am the one who has to fix this..."
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Posted: Sat Aug 30, 2008 8:46 pm
Moé paused.
"What? But, Sir, it's a good thing! It should be a good thing that I show my love for you so much!"[[Aww.]]
She kissed him again, but held it there.
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Posted: Sat Aug 30, 2008 8:56 pm
"But even then, would you not feel grief that your emotions are not getting received?" Caleb questioned.
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Posted: Sat Aug 30, 2008 8:58 pm
Moé froze.
"Th-That's pretty harsh of you. You didn't have to remind me..."
She stepped back, and bit her lip.
"If you wish for me to just leave you alone, say so."
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Posted: Sat Aug 30, 2008 9:25 pm
Caleb glided away from her, his walk slower than usual, each step was drawn out. He stopped at his desk, looking at the blackboard.
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Posted: Sat Aug 30, 2008 9:29 pm
Moé pouted.
"Sir, I'm going to ask you something, and once you answer it, all conflicts will be resolved and you'll have to put slight consideration into it.""
She paused.
"Sir... either consider my feelings, and consider warming up to love.... or tell me to leave. It's a simple question, really..."
She intended to walk slowly and calmly, but she actually ran.
"I'll give you a half hour to an hour, Sir. I'll be at the house."
She portaled away.
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Posted: Sat Aug 30, 2008 9:43 pm
A deep sigh developed in Caleb but was not released. He looked back and saw that she was gone. His beaked face hung low, he began to go into deep thought. He covered the holes of the mask with a pale hand. He fell into his chair holding his mask.
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Posted: Sat Aug 30, 2008 9:49 pm
Salem knocked on the door and walked in.
"Oh, I'm sorry if it's a bad time. Why is Moé's name on the board?...Oh, don't mind my babbling..."
He placed the book that Valentine had borrowed earlier back in its shelf.
"I just wanted to return that, she's done with it. It's second lunch, I ought to hurry to the Dark Arts room..."
He left.
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Posted: Sat Aug 30, 2008 10:02 pm
"Miss Valentine wrote that on the board I believe." Caleb said, not even bothering to look at Salem. His mind became racked of reason and thought. ....perhaps, it will be better this way.... Perhaps she will realized that I cannot return to her what she wants... 30 minutes went by, Caleb was much like a statue now, since he had not moved since Salem had entered the room.
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Posted: Sat Aug 30, 2008 10:07 pm
Moé, meanwhile, was cleaning her clothes after a shower to clear her head, and was now covering herself with a blanket on her bed as she set them to dry.
"Dry, dry!", she said, chiding the inanimate objects. "He would think horribly of me if he came to tell me his decision and I was stark naked on a bed...!"
[[XD]]
Eventually, her underclothes had managed to dry for the most part, and she put them on, waiting for the rest to dry.
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Posted: Sat Aug 30, 2008 10:21 pm
The door to the house swung open as he walked inside, closing it behind himself. His heels clicked as he walked up the creaky stairs to get to the bedrooms.
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Posted: Sat Aug 30, 2008 10:24 pm
Moé, entranced by the suspense [and not even noticing his footsteps nearby], had managed to get her clothes on and looked at the several clocks on her wall, which were chiming in a rhythmic hum.
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Posted: Sat Aug 30, 2008 10:36 pm
Caleb pushed open the half open door to enter. He scanned the room until he saw her. Several of the clocks began to sound off to tell the current hour.
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Posted: Sat Aug 30, 2008 10:39 pm
Moé saw him, and her shoulders slackened.
Her expression was one of inevitable grief; her mind knew the answer already, but her heart was in denial.
"Oh, hello, Sir..."
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