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 Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2005 6:04 am
MeriThranduiliell Nolah MeriThranduiliell willow_belladonna MeriThranduiliell ["No problem, Shan." Needless to say, Boone was happier than he'd been in.. well, in quite a while. Sayid watched silently from his spot by the fire, he hadn't slept a wink last night. He shook his head at the realization that part of the reason for his lack of sleep was the fact that he'd been hoping Shannon would wake, like she normally did, and come sit with him. It had been days since they'd talked now, and though watching the two of them sitting so close together made every muscle in his body scream to him, beg him to use all the military training and tactics he'd learned over to years on Boone, he couldn't. He knew that hurting Boone would only push Shannon further from him, and even closer to her Brother, as unnatural as it seemed. Sighing, he rose to his feet and began crossing the campsite, not entirely sure what he'd say. Perhaps nothing, he mused, a small smile quirking at the corners of his lips. Perhaps actions do speak louder than words. ((Yes, I am still sticking to the original plan. Carry on with zee kiss!)) ((You and your fauxcest. Said the pot to the kettle. wink I guess I'll try to post something, and leave zee kiss for Nolah.)) "Did you sleep well?" Boone asks his sister. ((then I better get writing then)) "Yeah? Oh...yeah I did." Shannon inclined her head just a little more so that she could see every detail of her brother's face. " I had a dream...it had you in it." She hadn't the decency to blush as she spoke, ever so slowly and not completely aware that she was moving forwards, closer to Boone until their lips practically touched. A warmth suffused her cheeks. "You had come to get me after I called you from someone's house...You weren't wearing a shirt." She murmured, voice still laden with sleep. "And your hair was all tousled like when you'd wake up in the morning before school...I always liked your hair like that..." She didn't know why she was saying these things-yes it had been in her dream but Boone...she felt the irrespressable urge to kiss him, morning breath or no. She doubted if he cared. At first it was just a butterfly kiss-hestiant pressure against his lips as her body still moved closer to his so that their chests were pressed flush against each others. ((now how is that for you?)) ((I like! Now to wait for Sayid to kill Boone. xd )) ((no! Boone has to react to the kiss first! Will be kiss her back?))
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2005 9:38 am
Nolah MeriThranduiliell Nolah MeriThranduiliell willow_belladonna MeriThranduiliell ["No problem, Shan." Needless to say, Boone was happier than he'd been in.. well, in quite a while. Sayid watched silently from his spot by the fire, he hadn't slept a wink last night. He shook his head at the realization that part of the reason for his lack of sleep was the fact that he'd been hoping Shannon would wake, like she normally did, and come sit with him. It had been days since they'd talked now, and though watching the two of them sitting so close together made every muscle in his body scream to him, beg him to use all the military training and tactics he'd learned over to years on Boone, he couldn't. He knew that hurting Boone would only push Shannon further from him, and even closer to her Brother, as unnatural as it seemed. Sighing, he rose to his feet and began crossing the campsite, not entirely sure what he'd say. Perhaps nothing, he mused, a small smile quirking at the corners of his lips. Perhaps actions do speak louder than words. ((Yes, I am still sticking to the original plan. Carry on with zee kiss!)) ((You and your fauxcest. Said the pot to the kettle. wink I guess I'll try to post something, and leave zee kiss for Nolah.)) "Did you sleep well?" Boone asks his sister. ((then I better get writing then)) "Yeah? Oh...yeah I did." Shannon inclined her head just a little more so that she could see every detail of her brother's face. " I had a dream...it had you in it." She hadn't the decency to blush as she spoke, ever so slowly and not completely aware that she was moving forwards, closer to Boone until their lips practically touched. A warmth suffused her cheeks. "You had come to get me after I called you from someone's house...You weren't wearing a shirt." She murmured, voice still laden with sleep. "And your hair was all tousled like when you'd wake up in the morning before school...I always liked your hair like that..." She didn't know why she was saying these things-yes it had been in her dream but Boone...she felt the irrespressable urge to kiss him, morning breath or no. She doubted if he cared. At first it was just a butterfly kiss-hestiant pressure against his lips as her body still moved closer to his so that their chests were pressed flush against each others. ((now how is that for you?)) ((I like! Now to wait for Sayid to kill Boone. xd )) ((no! Boone has to react to the kiss first! Will be kiss her back?)) ((Heh, of course, but shouldn't Sayid be there? sweatdrop Okay, I'll reply.)) Boone felt as though he was in a dream- this is what he'd wanted for so long. Without hesitating, he returns the kiss, not caring if anyone was around to see.
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2005 7:45 pm
Heather stared wide eyed at the two. Wait wait wait wait, their........ Maybe it's.... No, that's a deep pationet kiss thier in. Her head jerked over to where she saw Sayid.
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2005 8:34 pm
Triska Heather stared wide eyed at the two. Wait wait wait wait, their........ Maybe it's.... No, that's a deep pationet kiss thier in. Her head jerked over to where she saw Sayid. (( xd We're creating a rukus!))
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2005 8:51 pm
[quote="MeriThranduiliell]
Boone felt as though he was in a dream- this is what he'd wanted for so long. Without hesitating, he returns the kiss, not caring if anyone was around to see.
He wasn't sure how, or when, but somehow during the time it took for him to cross the caves from the fire to where Shannon and Boone slept, his intentions had turned from telling Shannon how he felt to causing Boone all the worldy pain he could in the shortest amount of time.
A strangeled growl escapes his lips as he grabbed Boone, one hand on the shoulder of his shirt and one hand grasping his neck as he hurled him from Shannon and onto the ground a few feet away. Had he has slighlty more self control at that moment, he would have allowed Boone a moment to recover, prepare himself for the next blow, but the surge of power that shot through him as he realized that the fight was his overwhelmed him. As he closed the distance, driving his fist into Boone's chin and feeling the familiar burn on his knuckles, he knew any attempt at self control would be futile and for the first time in nearly a decade, he allowed anger to rule the fight.
He was faintly aware of Shannon's voice in the background, almost right in his ear, though it couldn't be the farthest from his mind as he dealt another leathal blow, this time to Boone's ribbs.
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2005 9:03 pm
willow_belladonna MeriThranduiliell Boone felt as though he was in a dream- this is what he'd wanted for so long. Without hesitating, he returns the kiss, not caring if anyone was around to see. He wasn't sure how, or when, but somehow during the time it took for him to cross the caves from the fire to where Shannon and Boone slept, his intentions had turned from telling Shannon how he felt to causing Boone all the worldy pain he could in the shortest amount of time. A strangeled growl escapes his lips as he grabbed Boone, one hand on the shoulder of his shirt and one hand grasping his neck as he hurled him from Shannon and onto the ground a few feet away. Had he has slighlty more self control at that moment, he would have allowed Boone a moment to recover, prepare himself for the next blow, but the surge of power that shot through him as he realized that the fight was his overwhelmed him. As he closed the distance, driving his fist into Boone's chin and feeling the familiar burn on his knuckles, he knew any attempt at self control would be futile and for the first time in nearly a decade, he allowed anger to rule the fight. He was faintly aware of Shannon's voice in the background, almost right in his ear, though it couldn't be the farthest from his mind as he dealt another leathal blow, this time to Boone's ribbs. Boone tries to stand up, but his head is spinning as his body is in pain. Where the HELL had Sayid come from, and why was he hitting him? Boone brings his hands up to try to block the blows, and tries to get out, "What are you doing? Stop!" before Sayid is going to him hard enough to knock him out.
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2005 9:20 pm
((I was banking on something REALLY out there happening like...I don't know...Jack or Sawyer to come in [like their characters would in the t.v. show] and save Boone's a**, because Shannon is obviously helpless...or is she?))
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2005 9:27 pm
willow_belladonna ((I was banking on something REALLY out there happening like...I don't know...Jack or Sawyer to come in [like their characters would in the t.v. show] and save Boone's a**, because Shannon is obviously helpless...or is she?)) ((She's got a mean ninja move! xd Are there any other characters around to help out poor Boone? *sends out an SOS*))
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2005 9:38 pm
((yeah man, I'm still pummeling... smile )) maybe when shannon wakes up (in about 8 hours) she'll help out poor boone.
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2005 9:41 pm
willow_belladonna ((yeah man, I'm still pummeling... smile )) maybe when shannon wakes up (in about 8 hours) she'll help out poor boone. ((Well, Boone's gotta be used to getting the pulp beat out of him by now! xd Good, good. *twiddles her thumbs until the help comes*))
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2005 10:22 am
MeriThranduiliell willow_belladonna MeriThranduiliell Boone felt as though he was in a dream- this is what he'd wanted for so long. Without hesitating, he returns the kiss, not caring if anyone was around to see. He wasn't sure how, or when, but somehow during the time it took for him to cross the caves from the fire to where Shannon and Boone slept, his intentions had turned from telling Shannon how he felt to causing Boone all the worldy pain he could in the shortest amount of time. A strangeled growl escapes his lips as he grabbed Boone, one hand on the shoulder of his shirt and one hand grasping his neck as he hurled him from Shannon and onto the ground a few feet away. Had he has slighlty more self control at that moment, he would have allowed Boone a moment to recover, prepare himself for the next blow, but the surge of power that shot through him as he realized that the fight was his overwhelmed him. As he closed the distance, driving his fist into Boone's chin and feeling the familiar burn on his knuckles, he knew any attempt at self control would be futile and for the first time in nearly a decade, he allowed anger to rule the fight. He was faintly aware of Shannon's voice in the background, almost right in his ear, though it couldn't be the farthest from his mind as he dealt another leathal blow, this time to Boone's ribbs. MeriThranduiliell Boone tries to stand up, but his head is spinning as his body is in pain. Where the HELL had Sayid come from, and why was he hitting him? Boone brings his hands up to try to block the blows, and tries to get out, "What are you doing? Stop!" before Sayid is going to him hard enough to knock him out. Shannon stared in horror at the scene playing out before her. "Sayid STOP! It's not what you think-SAYID!" She reached out to pull his arm back, to distract him somehow but she couldn't get purchase. Helplessly she looked around the caves. " Can't someone help me? HELLO!" She screamed. Where were all the other men? Were they blind?
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2005 7:28 am
Nolah MeriThranduiliell willow_belladonna Shannon stared in horror at the scene playing out before her. "Sayid STOP! It's not what you think-SAYID!" She reached out to pull his arm back, to distract him somehow but she couldn't get purchase. Helplessly she looked around the caves. " Can't someone help me? HELLO!" She screamed. Where were all the other men? Were they blind? He could feel a hand on his arm and shook it off without a second thought, his anger weening, only the be replaced by an overwhelming sense of hurt and guilt. He pulled his arm back to deliver another blow, but it fell lamely at his side mid-swing. Pausing, he panted hard and stared slowly from Shannon to Boone, who both seemed paralyzed in anticipation of his next move. "No.." He muttered quietly, his anger turning to Shannon as he stared at her, his features betraying nothing of the pain now rising to the surface. "I will not let another woman turn me into a murderer." His eyes lingered on Shannon for only a moment before he stalked off into the jungle, refusing to look back.
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2005 7:32 am
((I would like to take this opportunity to notify all other Lost RPers that you CAN join in on a story line going on between other characters, for instance the last scene between Boone, Shannon and Sayid. It would have been more realistic if Jack or Sawyer or someone had come to their aid. Just a thought, though we did manage alright by ourselves you ARE invited. sweatdrop ))
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2005 12:50 pm
((yes, we're not the only ones in the cave... sweatdrop ))
Boone meanwhile is laying on the ground of the cave, clutching his arm which seems to hurt more than anything else, and is seeing stars.
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2005 3:07 pm
OOC: Heather would have tryed to come up with something. Like throwing the tarp over him and wrap her arms around him using the tarp as a net. But you all moved on to fast for that.
BIC: Heather stared at Shannon with disbeliefe. She would.... Heather didn't want to put words to it. She tore her eyes away like she didn't want to look over there anymore. Why would she do that? And with Boone! Isn't Boone her brother?!
Taking her tarp with her, she headed for the beach. Perhaps watching the waves will help clear her head. Heather really did not like being somewhat involved. Being the only one in camp that knows what happened made her involved.
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