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 Posted: Sat Aug 07, 2004 1:49 am
°‡° He frowns clearly displeased with her. She was so trying, sometimes he wondered if she knew exactly how she felt and denied him only to make him go crazy. °‡°
"M'lady, I know you are capable of handling yourself... you always have been. But please, let me be there for you now... I want to atone for the past... I regret my mistakes. How can I make things right between us if you won't open up to me?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 07, 2004 2:02 am
*She half leers at him.*
"It's not my fault that you have demons from the past that are guilting you into following me arround! Goddess you are testing my patience. Escourt us back if you like but I'm going to bed! Goodnight."
*With that rather harsh statement she leaves the club, the child clutched in her arms. She makes her way back to the guild HQ's and up to her room. Slipping into bed, she lays Juunikyuu down beside her, letting her down gently into the pillows. She covers her up and falls asleep snuggled next to her, with one arm protectively wrapped around her.*
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Posted: Sat Aug 07, 2004 2:04 am
((No I am here ... just looking up other things))
-waving at Shinigami ... but still silent-
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Posted: Sat Aug 07, 2004 2:06 am
[ eek I just got a pink giftbox in this thread!]
°‡° He stares at her blankly trying to guard his emotions. Her words lash at him and sting as if he'd just been struck by a whip. He watched her leave the club unable to move or follow after her.
Finally he came to his senses and made his way over to the bar. Grabbing a bottle of whiskey and a shot glass he sits down heavily on one of the stools and begins drinking away the rest of the dark hours. °‡°
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Posted: Sat Aug 07, 2004 2:10 am
-watching what has transpired before him ... walking over to Shinigami and takes the bottle from his hand ... slapping him across his face-
stare Simply pathetic. scream This ...
-breaking the bottle in his hand-
... solves nothing. stare You know that. mad What are you prepared to do for her? stare
-staring at him eye to eye-
If you want to man up ... this "liquid courage" is the wrong way to go about, boy. You must be willing to do more than just stand there taken aback by words.
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Posted: Sat Aug 07, 2004 6:21 am
*peeks out from the back rooms* redface oops, looks like a missed a bit of a crowd *goes and checks the stock, and tidies up*
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2004 12:16 pm
^He walks in sliently, and goes to the stage. He tunes his guitar with care, and then glances around for Orestria. Upon not seeing her, he starts going through his scales. His guitar always helped him when he was feeling down. Once finished that, he began to play the tunes to some songs.^
"The summer air reminds me of
All the feelings of your love
And what it was like
When we were together..."
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2004 12:21 pm
"Walking all along the beach
you were never far from my reach
and you held me
in stormy weather."
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2004 12:32 pm
*hears the pretty singing and paws slowly out of the backroom, on all fours, just because that mood seems to have struck her*
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2004 12:45 pm
*heads on in, not feeling the greatest, but at least able to function normally, noticing Orestria before noticing the bard. He goes over to the persocon, and, in his now standard greeting to her, he gets down on one knee, takes her hand, and kisses the back*
Bright the day, Little Lady, I hope you don't mind my dropping in during off hours uninvited.
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2004 12:47 pm
*flushes a little, happily* I don't mind at all, Winddance. I like you, and I don't mind friends visiting me, in fact, I like friends visiting me. feel free to drop in any time you feel like it ^^
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2004 12:50 pm
^He finishes this song, and starts another one, from a fairly famous band named Good Charlotte. He changes the word she to he, and sings his heart out, not yet noticing WindDance.^
"He makes me laugh
He'll make me cry
And when we talk
He wonders why
That I can't breathe into this life
With the things he says I wanna die
All the things we talk about you know they stay on my mind
On my mind
All the things we laugh about they'll bring us through it everytime
After time after time
Cuz you're all I wanted to find
Cuz you're all I wanted to find
And I would drive, the whole night through
Just so I could spend it with you
I know you're mine, and I hope it's true
That when we fight, we will make it through
All the things we talk about you know they stay on my mind
On my mind
All the things we laugh about they'll bring us through it everytime
After time after time
Cuz you're all I wanted to find
Cuz you're all I wanted to find
I'm falling, I'm falling, I'm falling down
I'm falling, I'm falling, I'm falling down
I'm falling, I'm falling, I'm falling down
I'm falling, I'm falling, I'm falling down
Down, down, down
Cuz you're all i wanted to find
Cuz you're all i wanted to find
Cuz you're all i wanted to find
Cuz you're all i wanted to find
Yes you're all, yes you're all I wanted."
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2004 12:55 pm
Thank you for you kindness, milady. *Starts to head over to the bar, just to get some tea, but as soon as he turns away from Orestria, he notices, to his joy and dread, Rayne up on stage, singing wonderfully, of course. He sits down on one of the stools and watches, listening raptly to the beautiful song*
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2004 1:05 pm
^He finishes with his eyes closed, not noticing if there was even anyone listening. He sang the song for WindDance, although he would not readily admit to that. He still wasn't sure about Wind, and it would be a while before he would. Maybe he just needed to get through to Wind that although he wasn't gay, he wasn't straight either. He sighed and shook his head. He looked down at his guitar, and got ready for another song.^
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2004 1:09 pm
*applauds, although he's completely oblivious that the song had been meant for him all along*
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