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 Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2007 11:25 am
The woman chuckled it was soft and low like a breeze sweeping threw a garden gate. Her hand on the dog's head she murmured something to him in an ancient tongue. The dog snorted once more, his dark crimson eyes still watching the other two.
"Acquanted?" Bridgette said slowly, her head tilting in their direction. She had a strange almost liquid way of moving, one that seemed strange. Her dark hair was bound wildly on her head with long steal spikes that could be pulled out at any given time and used as a weapon. "Among other things.. I may be blind in the conventional sense but there are things you don't need eyes to see. You just need to be a little bit prudent, don't you think, Sir Lankai..?"
There was no telling what the woman actually meant but the dog shifted uncomfortably. He was protective of his mistress but more over he didn't act as any dog would.
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Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2007 11:31 am
Purring once again as she felt his hand slipping into her's before they entwined their fingers. Squeaking faintly at the batting on her side, she shook her head at him before relaxing all the more then letting her tail slip about his waist and holding him tightly. Feeling content with being able to hold him in the manner she was, she let her eyes slide half way closed in a feline manner.
Her ears twitched faintly at the strange language that the woman was using, but she didn't understand a word she had said. Her eyebrows drew into together in a bit of confusion at the words uttered to Loke, she knew that it could of been taken as their flirting and playfulness... but the tone of her voice told her other wise. Chewing on the inside of her lip, she tried to think about what she had said and how it could of been taken.
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Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2007 11:43 am
Eying her oddly as she murmured her words, he couldn't make out what they meant, but he heard them loud and clear. His odd sensation swept over him again as he wondered what she spoke the dog to make him act so strangely. Listening to her again, he nodded, clearing his throat. "That's right, acquainted," he told her, glancing down at Rose as he listened to her speak again. Her words made him chuckle, thinking she had mistook their playful flirting for the antics of two lovers. "You act as though we're on our honeymoon," he joked with her, chuckling more at the thought.
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Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2007 11:54 am
"Tis not I that act like you are.. tis you. My father would say.. something like, lovers know not that they are lovers even though lovers eyes they have and lovers kiss they can share, For lovers hands are lovers hands that touch a lover do. ." the woman said the line almost as if she were speaking threw the eyes of the Faerie. Her head bobbed a bit as she recalled her father fondly. "My father always had a flowery way of speaking.."
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Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2007 12:00 pm
Between Loke's and Brin's words, her cheeks turned a faint red color under her fur while she idly stroked the top of his hand. It did relax her more, mentally though, as she saw that she had not been meaning naything more then they were a bit more open then they should be. Scolding herself mentally, she thought about how she was too caught up in being paranoid of people's meanings. Turning her attention back to the woman, she smiled faintly and nodded to her. "Your father had an unique view on things," she told her, trying to compliament her father. Rose had caught the 'had' part of her words, which made her wonder what had happened to her father.
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Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2007 12:17 pm
Almost stunned by her words and how they'd been spoken, it donned on him that he'd heard, or rather read, those words in a book before.. one that he had in his room at his father's castle. A very large book, almost a tome. Book aside, he started to wonder if his thoughts were correct. "You say... your father said that," he asked her, a puzzled look on his face and his tail swaying back and forth against Rose's stomach in in confusion as she stroked his hand.
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Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2007 12:21 pm
The woman nodded, her head tilting to the side thoughtfully. "He says lots of things.. always rattling on about what is and what isn't.. and then making what is what should be and what isn't what could be.." Riddles, her father spoke in riddles and tongues and she really did love him dearly for it. There was no one in this world or any other like her father. She felt a sharp pain in her chest, home. She did miss it but could never go back.
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Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2007 12:31 pm
Feeling the tail on her stomach, at first she just purred while staying quiet now and letting the pair speak to one another more. After a few hits, she jerked slightly and bit down on her lip to keep from laughing at how he had started to tickle her stomach. She listened quiet the woman's words and smiled faintly, thinking about Relinth, who she remembered and still saw as her father. He was usually one to question her and make her think and react to what was going on about her. She didn't know if he was trying to see if he could trust and use her to take over when the time came or what. She had proven herself a few times by taking over the lands and doing his job while he was off chasing skirts or one of the demonic relics...
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Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2007 12:42 pm
Watching her reaction to his playful batting, he grinned, stopping for a moment and making a mental note to do it after they were alone with one another again. Shaking his head, he turned his attention back to Bridget, listening to her speaking and further wondering who her father was. It was right there on the tip of his tongue, but he certainly couldn't ask her out of the blue, considering they had just met... not to mention he didn't even know if he was right. "Sounds like you've taken after him," he said to her, shifting himself under Rose and squeezing her hand again, swaying his tail against her belly more. With his arm, he tried to reach under her, so he could grab his cloak and toss up on them and off the dirty floor.
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Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2007 12:52 pm
Bridgette paused a moment and shook her head slowly. "No.. I am nothing like my father. He is something different all together..." She grew quiet and lifted her head, her dog rising slowly to his feet to rest his head on her knee, almost as if he sensed the far away look she'd have had if she could see. Her father, the trickster, the mischief maker.
"No I am nothing like my father, he is content with what he has.. and I.. I had always wanted more then what was given to me.. needed to reach for that star that was far beyond my grasp. Needed to take it and hold it in my hands to feel it's warmth.." She shook her head, dark mahogany locks falling down across her forehead as Cloie made a sound that could have been a sigh.
The dog was if nothing else, not normal. And he was attentive, like a father, or a brother, wanting to care for what was his.
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Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2007 1:01 pm
Purring loudly still, she let her eyes close the rest of the way while listening to the pair and thinking about what all was said. Feeling his tail suddenly swaying against her stomach, she jerked against him before giggling faintly at the tickling. Squeezing his hand softly, she shook her head at him, not wanting him to stop, she quite enjoyed the tickling and playful flirting. Feeling his hand sliding under her body, she shifted slightly to get more comfortable and to let him get more comfortable himself. Though when she shifted... she moved wrong and accidently placed her breast on his hand, upon realizing it, she quickly moved once again while her cheeks flushed faintly. Realizing he had been reaching for the cloak, she let go of his waist with her tail and reached down to help him with the cloak and adjust it over the pair. "Cold," she asked him in a soft whisper. Hearing her words on always wanting more, she bit down on her lip once again before sighing faintly. It was easy for one to do that after all and had seen many doing it...
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Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2007 1:17 pm
Blushing wildly as he realized his hand was on her breast, he cleared his throat loudly before she could shift herself again, his tail freezing in place against her stomach and his wings tightening down on his head as he moved his hand past her breast, whispering a soft "sorry" to her as he grabbed for his cloak now. At the same time, he started to wonder if she had done that on purpose, had wanted him to grab her there... but alas, thoughts are thoughts, and when you haven't had a woman in over three centuries your thoughts could be your downfall. Watching her, still blushing like a madman as she tossed the cloak over them, he pulled his arm back and wrapped it around her waist. "A little," he whispered back, snuggling down against her before turning his attention back to Bridget and chewing on his lip in disbelief. Someone like her? Power hungry? He couldn't believe the things coming out of her mouth; after all, he had witnessed first hand what it could do to a person, and his father, he thought, was slowly going senile in his power hungry blitzkrieg against Loke's kind. Shaking his head in disbelief, he cleared his throat once more before softly speaking. "So.. what is it you were after," he asked her, all the more curious like a kitten at her words.
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Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2007 1:53 pm
The blind girl was quiet a long while, a low growl escaping from the dog's lips as she stroked his head. She started to hum a soft song, almost as if she were attempting to soothe the beast. "Do you mean what ma I after now, or what was I after then? Both are different and yet neither here nore there..." She was more her father's daughter then she'd ever cared to realize.
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Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2007 2:01 pm
Barely nodding to his apology, she tilted her head to look at him and noticed his own blush. Smiling sheepishly at him, she nuzzled his chin slightly before whispering back to him. "It's fine, accidents happen," she told him, her cheeks still a bright pink as she purred faintly at him. Her purr grew louder as she felt his arm sliding about her waist before snuggling back against him and letting her eyes close once again. Between the warmth of his body and the cloak, she started to feel warmer and started to relax again. Her ears twitched slightly as she listened to the other woman's words and smirked faintly, thinking how much she did sound ike her father from what she had heard about him.
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Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2007 2:09 pm
The dog nipped at the woman's skirt and pulled her to her feet. "Ah yes, fine Cloie.. seems that I've to be on my way. Be you lovers or it be a chance meetings.. no matter how long we live.." She was being tugged towards the door. "Or the life that we chose, the connections we make are valuable.." she nodded, she could feel her father close by, must be why Cloie was so unnerved.
"I'll see you both anon I'm sure..." And she was dragged out, the dog seemed panicked and yet the girl didn't. Strange.. that. But they had a name, may not be the one true name.. but they had a name none the less.
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