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 Posted: Thu Nov 16, 2006 9:52 pm
"It's only safer when we're at sea." Uriel confesses, "Some people... have the ability to tell if I'm nearby, even if I'm not using my powers. And a lot of those people want to kill me. I don't want to stay here too long. Someone might figure out... and I could bring danger down on you and your crew."
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Posted: Thu Nov 16, 2006 9:54 pm
"I'd feel better if you were on the ship." Orient sayd in a small voice.
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Posted: Thu Nov 16, 2006 9:56 pm
Uriel looks up at him, a little surprised by such an admission, and then looks away guiltily. Orient's so nice to him, he doesn't deserve to be put in danger by his presence, "I'd feel better if I wasn't."
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Posted: Thu Nov 16, 2006 9:58 pm
Orient gives him a gentle squeeze. "If yer not here, how'm I s'posed to know yer still alive?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 16, 2006 9:59 pm
"I'm only here until we get to Byzel" Uriel replies, "So you shouldn't bother yourself worrying about me."
(totally (re)making up the name of the place uriel's suppposed to get off. whee)
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Posted: Thu Nov 16, 2006 10:01 pm
Orient nods, then shrugs. "Ye c'n stay longer, if ye want."
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Posted: Thu Nov 16, 2006 10:04 pm
Uriel shakes his head, "I want to go to Byzel. I'd heard news from there recently... it should be safe, for a little while."
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Posted: Thu Nov 16, 2006 10:06 pm
Orient decides not to reply to this, because he would rather Uriel stay. He makes a mental note to switch course up a bit, and leave the docking at Byzel for as long as he can avoid it.
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Posted: Thu Nov 16, 2006 10:08 pm
He looks down, and very much resists the urge to sigh. Uriel shifts over a bit so he can rest his head on Orient's chest. He'd like to stay... but his crush on the pirate would end up hurting him eventually, and he knows some blues, or worse purples, will attack eventually, if he stays on board too long.
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Posted: Thu Nov 16, 2006 10:09 pm
Orient runs his hands through Uriel's hair and then runs his hands over the boy's narrow shoulders.
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Posted: Thu Nov 16, 2006 10:10 pm
Uriel smiles a little, since that feels good. He gives up on just resting his head on Orient's chest, and actually climbs on top of the pirate, lying down on him.
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Posted: Thu Nov 16, 2006 10:14 pm
ANd then Orient runs his hands over Uriel's back gently, soothing the boy into a sleepy state.
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Posted: Thu Nov 16, 2006 10:15 pm
He relaxes rather quickly, closing his eyes contently, "That feels wonderful..."
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Posted: Thu Nov 16, 2006 10:18 pm
"It's supposed to." Orient replies. "I actually took massage as a class in school. Apparently I was supposed to learn it so that I could soothe my wife, in the eventuality that I got married."
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Posted: Thu Nov 16, 2006 10:18 pm
Uriel blinks, not having been to much 'school', beyond the little bits of teachings they gave in the orphenage, "They teach things like this in school?"
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