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 Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2007 7:59 pm
Lou thought for a few moments, then shrugged. "I dunno." He admitted, sitting down on the floor. He was still at eye-level with her, even then. "I don't think I've had a conversation long." He murmured, scratching the back of his head. And then he suddenly got an urge to touch her. To reach out to pat her hand or rub her arm or pat her back to properly tell her things would be okay. He refrained, though. He doubted she was the type to like being touched. Especially by something like him.
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2007 8:03 pm
Yesterday, Vela had felt his face. He said it would change. What was it now? One hand dropping back to her lap, the other reached out only a few inches. "Can I feel your face, again?" She asked, as if feeding off his emotion that she could not quite sense. Ellie had talked to Vela a little bit. Emotion-sensing was a lot simpler than she'd thought it would be.
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2007 8:13 pm
Lou looked up, head slightly tilted to the side. Had he been a catboy, his ears would have been strait in the air. "Sure." He murmured, leaning closer to her. His face was large, fur covered, and had protruded a small snout. Small enough that he could speak, but large enough to be ugly... Of course depending on one's definition of ugly. Very delicately, he took her wrist in his front paw and brought her hand to his face.
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2007 8:23 pm
Gently Vela's hand moved across his face, feeling the soft fur that would have been his cheek. It moved to where it protruded a bit, assuming this was a snout, her fingers moved very carefully and slowly across what she figured as lips, before dropping her hand. "And you are like this almost all of the moon cycle?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2007 8:26 pm
Lou nodded while her hand was still on his face. "Every night but the full moon." He said, "If falls under a type of spell my people like to call a 'fairy tale curse'." He explained, "It breaks in fifty years or with a kiss. I'm currently on year twelve of my curse... It's become normal for me, though. I've learned to live quite happily with it."
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2007 8:36 pm
Vela nodded, mind absorbing the whole situation. Rubbing at a tired eye, she realized while that it was not life threatening, being sleepy was a bit of a nuissance. Standing carefully, she started to walk back to where she felt fire. But, it was quite distracting, because from the moment she'd stood up, the warmth from this other being was fighting quite well with the warmth from the hearth.
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2007 8:39 pm
Lou followed her with his eyes for a few moments before following her with his legs. "Would you like me to help you to a room? It's not really comfortable, here." He murmured, reaching for a few throw pillows from the couch. He could make himself a small bed of sorts with them and it would be the most comfortable he'd been for years.
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2007 8:45 pm
Vela shook her head. "No. But, a down comforter would be nice, if you might know where the linen closet is at." It was warm. Almost hot. Yes, she was just by the fire, now. Carefully lowering herself to the floor, Vela backed up until she was comfortably warmed by it, but not too close.
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2007 8:52 pm
Lou scratched his head, "Erm... Just a second." he murmured, shuffling down the hallway to the bathroom. He remembered seeing a closet there. Sure enough, he returned a few moments later with a white comforter. It wasn't down, but it was soft and cushy. "I hope this is okay..." he said, laying it down on the floor for her.
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2007 8:55 pm
Hands sliding forward until she felt cloth, Vela took it in her hands. Drawing it to her face with a content sort of smile, she managed to wrap it around herself and actually lay down. With her arm an dthe blanket as a sort of pillow, her white hair spilled out around her, Vela snuggled quite comfortably in the make shift bed. "Thank you.' She said, voice almost a little bit warm, in its calmness.
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2007 9:03 pm
Lou couldn't help but smile. Vela was a difficult person to begin with, but he figured everyone had their social barrier. Hers was more abstract than his, but in both cases, they were just two living beings trying to live life the way that made them happiest. "You're welcome." He grunted softly as he curled up in his little nest. He rolled over onto his stomach and fell asleep quickly. His deep steady breaths were almost musical.
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2007 9:09 pm
Though a little annoyed at first, and feeling as though she should loudly complain about his breathing, Vela refrained. It was quite soothing, and normal, at that. It wasn't out of time, or off beat. The regularity of it brought her into a peaceful sleep as well, cuddled quite contently in the blankets.
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Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2007 4:16 am
((Peeks in* Anyone on to play with? Pm me if you are ^^))
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Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2007 2:58 pm
Trina stood at the window, watching it rain softly, a glass of water in her left hand. She lifted it to her lips every so often, but otherwise she was still. She loved the rain...water...any form of it really. The rain called to her and she was tempted to answer, simply leave and go for a flight.
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Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2007 3:35 pm
Richard had already showered and dressed, knotting his tie while reading a letter in some strange language, which was floating a foot from his face. The bathroom smelled of his irish spring soap, and so did he. What ever was in the letter must have been interesting, because he had been knotting his tie for the past ten minutes in front of the bathroom mirror.
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