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 Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2007 9:51 pm
Uriel looks back over his shoulder at Orient, "That sounds like a mess. How'd that happen?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2007 9:52 pm
"Ye know how I tol' ye not t'sneak around in my things? I tol' 'im th'same thing."
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2007 9:53 pm
"But where I didn't sneak aroudn your things, he did?" Uriel licks his lips a bit, "We don't have to talk about this if you want, I'm just curious."
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2007 9:54 pm
"It's ok." Orient replies. "'E did though. An' I got upset, said some things I didn' mean. But I ne'er tol' him t'leave. I jus' didn't want 'im t'know who I was."
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2007 9:56 pm
Uriel nods a bit, "The way Caspian... follows you, I'm sure he must have felt guilty or something... It just soudns so much like him."
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2007 9:57 pm
"An' when he came back, m'feelings were different... and his weren't. I hurt him very badly."
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2007 9:59 pm
"You didn't mean to." Uriel replies, since it all seems like one huge misunderstanding. He very much hopes Orient never changes the way he feels about him.
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2007 10:00 pm
"I wish I ne'er had hurt him... but Kyo loves him. Kyo's been lookin' fer 'im fer the past two years... Kyo truly deserves him."
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2007 10:02 pm
Uriel looks down a bit, saddened. He's apparently the only realist around, and he's sure Caspian's dead... because how could he still be alive?
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2007 10:02 pm
Orient runs his hands over Uriel's back one last time before rolling off of him.
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2007 10:03 pm
The purple stretches some, and then sits up, "I guess it's my turn then."
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2007 10:05 pm
"Please." Orient replies, lying on his stomach.
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2007 10:07 pm
Uriel sticks out his tongue at him, "I meant to tell my story. but if yuo'd rather just get a massage." He moves to straddle Orient, and starts rubbing his hands against his back. Uriel's technique isn't half as good though.
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2007 10:07 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2007 10:10 pm
"Alright. First off... pretty much all the information I have is second hand. My mother was from a well-off family. They were just barely financially secure, but they had lineage, so they were well respected. She fell in love with a man, and even though he was lower status, he was doing a bit better at the whole financial aspect of life, so the family allowed the marriage. They were thrilled.
"They were both fair haired and brown eyed. They got married, and like any good little married couple, they were hoping to have a child."
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