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 Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2005 8:44 pm
::This shouldn't be overly dangerous... but I'm always careful. And you... I'd better not come back to find out you've gained anymore scars, all right? I'll tell you when I get back, I need to finish getting packed and such.::
Foxy gets packed. and goes. and such.
While he's away at the other vale, the romantic dreams he'd occasionally been having (And ignoring) involving the night scout increased in frequency, and he is rather surprised to realize that he kept thinking things like 'well, if Arrow were here', or 'arrow would like this'. But the time he was able to make his return, he was rather anxious to do so.
When he gets back to K'vala, he tries to make contact with NightArrow almost as soon as he steps foot into his ekele.
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2005 8:48 pm
::I'm on my way over.:: Arrow says right away, wanting to see Fox as soon as possible. Since he's STILL on paperwork duty, he didn't wind up with any more scars, except for the one day when he tried to cook for himself and cut his finger. He smiles widely and throws on a t-shirt and a pair of shoes.
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2005 8:50 pm
Once he knows the nightscout is coming over, he redirects his concentration to unpacking and putting away his things.
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2005 8:54 pm
Arrow walks straight into Fox's house and finds Fox sitting on the floor in the living room, putting things away. He smiles widely and glomps Fox. "I missed you." he says.
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2005 8:57 pm
SnowFox grins a bit, "Oh, I'm sure you did. Have they let you go back to work yet?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2005 9:05 pm
Arrow shakes his head and pouts. "I don't think they will still for a while. Lilly says that my ribs are still tender, and I shouldn't be doing anything that could damage them." he says. He gives Fox a tight hug. "How was the mission?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2005 9:08 pm
Foxy hugs arrow back, with one arm, while emptying the contents of a bag with the other. He knew the nightscout really disliked sitting aroudn at his desk, especially for such a long time, "Mission is a bit of a strong word for it. It wasn't too hard, mostly time consuming... and it was a situation where Kaleda'in expertise came in handy more than Tayledras training would have."
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2005 9:10 pm
"That's good." Says Arrow. He lets go of Fox reluctantly. "Need some help?" he asks.
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2005 9:11 pm
"I'll be fine, you'll probably just make a mess of it." Fox teases.
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2005 9:11 pm
Arrow sticks out his tongue, which sorta seems flirty and enticing, although he didn't mean it to be.
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2005 9:18 pm
Foxy, to his own surprise, does find it somewhat enticing. He looks down to sort some clothing, thankful that he STILL hasn't gotten around to cutting his hella long hair, since it's rather hiding him... since he's afraid he might be blushing a little.
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2005 9:22 pm
Arrow brushes Fox's hair away from his face, but instead of noticing his blushing, Arrow just laughs. "Now, you REALLY need to get this mop of yours cut." then he thinks for a few moments. "Who did you have helping you wash it in K'Treva?" he asks, a little jealously.
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2005 9:24 pm
"A harem of young, beautiful shay'a'chern men." Fox states sarcastically, "I just washed it myself, like I normally would, what did you expect?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2005 9:27 pm
Arrow smiles deviously. "I expect to be the only one you have helping you with your hair." he says. He runs his fingers through it gently. "Did you miss me?" he asks, in a soft yet gravelly voice, almost like his emotions were welling up and he could no longer control them.
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2005 9:29 pm
Foxy nods slowly, all those nights where he kept having unbidden dreams of the nightscout coming to mind, until he has to move away, carrying a load into his room, and then covering up his responce, "Of course, it's not nice being away from all one's friends, y'know."
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