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Posted: Fri Apr 18, 2008 5:32 am
Isabelle slipped down onto the bed, never fully leaving Lance's arms, and almost seeing the playful air around him like an aura of happiness. She was feeling so open! How could she have gone from hardened assassin, fear to more than one drug lord, to soft-hearted heroine from a romance novel! The transformation was incredible.
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Posted: Fri Apr 18, 2008 2:11 pm
Lance looked at her and smiled;wondering how this girl,who he could barely get over to come and talk to him,who he now had his arms around.His eyes could see every detail of her face as he stared at her,as he ran his han up and down her back.
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Posted: Fri Apr 18, 2008 3:38 pm
((woah. ok. this is getting kinda hot. i mean, i'm, of course, a romantic sap, so i'm pretty much hyperventilating with excitement. k? just letting you know.))
Isabelle let herself sink into his arms. She finally let down all her defenses, except her mental ones of course, but all her physical and barred defenses that have always kept her going on like this. She closed her eyes and just listened to his breathing.
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Posted: Fri Apr 18, 2008 4:23 pm
((I know.))
Lance let the moment sink in.He placed his hand on the back of her head;He leaned forward,he kissed her passionatly on the lips.
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Posted: Fri Apr 18, 2008 4:57 pm
Isabelle allowed him to kiss her, and she even kissed him back. Her happiness was making her chest swell as she clung to Lance with a kind of special urgency. She knew her feelings now, and it was surprising how incredible they were.
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Posted: Fri Apr 18, 2008 6:17 pm
Lance continued the kiss;he noticed the swelling in her chest.'Wow..'He thought to himself as he looked back up to his eyes.His hand continued to rub her back,moving up to his shoulders;he felt her cold skin against his hands.
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Posted: Fri Apr 18, 2008 6:47 pm
Isabelle grinned at him as she felt their cold skins meet, like ice on ice, their spirits also meshed with that contact, and it couldn't be ignored. By either party.
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Posted: Sat Apr 19, 2008 4:51 am
((Crap give me asecond for some reason its hard for me to work with this one...>>))
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Posted: Sat Apr 19, 2008 5:31 pm
((hehe. thats ok. i tend to make things emotional and extremely deep. sorry. ^^))
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Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2008 4:02 am
((I know,but still the post is about the emotion,which is good,but I'm just busy trying to think of something that is alittle diffrent then what I posted last...))
As there spirts meshed together Lance smiled;they were getting so attached.Like metal to a magnet,even though Lance couldn't tell if it was he who was the magnet,He or her.He toke a breath in between the kiss.
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Posted: Thu Apr 24, 2008 5:50 pm
Isabelle just smiled and kissed.
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Posted: Fri May 16, 2008 10:11 pm
((we're gonna skip ahead to where we left off in the chapel. k?))
Isabelle hugs herself tightly, afraid to make a sound. Afraid to disrupt the creeping silence that will undoubtedly seize her and shake until her head pops. Lance was always so nice, it wasn't fair for her to treat him that way; but he was also so stubborn that she needed to take drastic measures in order to get an idea through his head. "Oh Lance." The whimper comes out weak, because the only thing that has been holding her together for the past four days since the incident in the chapel, was her weak attempts at forgetting him, and yet strongly wishing to remember him at the same time.
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