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 Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 6:17 pm
Morgana pulls out everything he asked for before she stopped nearly dropping the thousand island dressing. She didn't know what cause her to get upset, the mix signals or the fact she just like she got slapped.
Giving him a small smile she shrugs before she places two pieces of cheese between white bread. Holding her hand under the plate she focus all her heat to her hand. It didn't take all the long for the bread to brown and the cheese to melt.
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Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 6:19 pm
Torvil chuckled. "Nifty," He said as he started to make his own sandwhich, the cheese going on top of the meat, which was then covered with sourcrout and then the thousand island.
"Can I be totally honest with you Morgana?" He said, as he let the sandwhich warm. "I mean, completely candid, and like, have you promise not to freak out?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 6:22 pm
Setting the sandwhich on an extra plate she leans against the counter looking at the floor for a moment. She wasn't sure if she wanted to know what he had to say, yet she was curious at the same time. Nodding she lifts her hand to push it through her hair.
The towel slip alittle , but not enough to reveal anything. Just to torture if someone was trying to get a peek.
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Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 6:26 pm
"I like you, and it's more than obvious that there is some chemestry between us." Oh hell you could have cut the tension between the two of them with a knife earlier.
"But it's really just too early for me to think like that, I barely know you, I mean, I know some of your life story, but I don't know any of your likes or your dislikes, you don't know any of mine, and we just don't know if we really get along, or if it's just hormones talking..." Running a hand through his hair he was trying very hard to not look at her as the towel slipped a little.
"But, I would like to hang with you more often, if that's cool, with Tinania of course, to start..."
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Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 6:34 pm
Morgana didn't say anything she simply nods before she picks up her plate walking over to bed to lay across it on her side. She was lost in her own thoughts that the towel hold slip the moment she lay down. Picking up her sandwhich to takes a few bites of it as she leans over grabbing the remote for the tv.
Flipping through the channels she stops at what look like a horror film. Smiling she drops the remote next to the pillow as she picks her sandwhich up taking a bite from it once again.
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Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 6:37 pm
Torvil finished cooking his sandwich and put it on his plate, he moved over to the couch and started to eat. "Good choice, I haven't seen this one before," He chuckled, shaking his head.
But then again he never did like horror. "Tho I have to admit, I never did like horror movies."
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Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 6:40 pm
Looking at him she smirks before picking a piece of her sandwhich tossing it at him "Chicken, horror films are great. Its the music that gets you, if you turns the sound off all it is is blood." shrugging she looks back at the movie smirk.
The movie was Jeepers Creepers from what she could gather. To her a pretty lame movie. But seeing as there is nothing else for her to watch she just left it on.
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Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 6:50 pm
Torvil chuckled. "Hun, when you've seen the horrors of war, horror movies are old had. THey don't creep me out, they give me flashbacks, the next time you're gutting another person with a sword and looking them in the eyes when they die, you tell ME that I'm a chicken,"
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Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 6:54 pm
Morgana looks over at him, there was a look in her eyes that seem to say she knew what he was talking about. Shrugging she smiles a devilish smile "Your a chicken." slipping off the bed she takes her empty plate back into the kitchen.
With her back turn to him she washes the plate off as she hums an old hymm from her villege. It was the hymm they use when people were lay to rest. Most would cry when they heard the hymm, but not her. She found it peaceful.
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Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 6:59 pm
Torvil chuckled. "Your words not mine," He said with a shake of his head. "Nice song," He murmured. "What's it's about?" He asked, tipping his head a little so he could kinda sorta watch her move.
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Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 7:05 pm
Morgana stops before she looks over her shoulder at him "Its a song about death and the afterlife. I remember them singing the song when I was twelve years old. When my mother's grandmother passed on. While everyone was crying I was dancing to the song.They called me the devil because I found the song funny." with a shrugs she turns so she leaning her hands behind her.
"I know twisted isn't it? That a song that suppose to make everyone sad makes me feel at peace. It keeps me calm when I need to be." looking down she frowns seeing how loose the towel was around her.
With so much as a thought about it she pushes off the counter as she pulls the towel off only to wrap it around her body alittle tigher. This was how peaceful she wasn't, it didn't seem to matter to her that torvil could have just seen her body.
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Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 7:09 pm
Torvil chuckled. "That's not so bad, I like it, it's really nice," Letting out a light sigh he started to sing in low tones, the beat was slow, almost as if you could hear the drums pounding in the background. He slowly stood up off the couch and started to gently stomp his feet, keeping his voice low, the beat constant.
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Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 7:15 pm
Tilting her head Morgana watches him, curiousity was plain as day on her face. She love music, no matter what it represent, and the beat he was humming was new to her.
Closing her eyes she smiles as she listens. She knew she never give up the death song that she hums alot, it was the only thing that kept her sane when she needed it. But it was always nice to learn something new.
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Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 7:17 pm
It was over quickly, it was not long at all, a few bars nothing more, but when it was done, Torvil stood there smiling. "And that, is how one gets ready to fight," He chuckled and bowed a little. "At least it helps me," He chuckled. "It keeps me ready for anything."
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Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 7:23 pm
Morgana smiles before she nods "I like that, its very different from the beats I know." pushing off the counter she walks towards him, her hips taking on the beat her just did. Running her finger lightly over his torso she turns brushing bottom against his pants. "But it doesn't keep you ready for everything." with a wink she slips away from him before she crawls back onto the bed.
Her beats may keep her mellow, but when she saw a chance to throw someone off balance, she was willing to take it.
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