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 Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2008 5:28 pm
Allen: Because all beings learn through touch. How can you learn that a fire is painful unless you touch a burning log? How can you learn that the thorn is sharp without stabbing yourself in the finger? The same goes for all types of contact.
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Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2008 2:08 pm
Storm shook her head.
"There are always ways of touching without contact. You can alway tell a fire is hot by running a hand above it. It isn't the study of the stars to figure out that the closer to get to the heat, the more it hurts the palm of your hand. The same goes to any other sort of contact. You run your hand just above someone's arm, they react to it, just like you."
She shruged her all purpose shrug then.
"Still...I suppose your argument has some merit."
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 6:09 pm
Allen: Fire is comfortable at a distance. Why would it not be a valid argument that the closer you get to the fire, the more comfortable it is? Without actually shoving your hand into it, you'll never know.
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Posted: Thu Feb 28, 2008 3:44 pm
Storm gave a humourless laugh.
"You do realize that you are arguing a point that has already been consented, yes?"
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Posted: Thu Feb 28, 2008 4:25 pm
Allen: I know. You just feel comfortable arguing, so I figured I'd try to keep it up.
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Posted: Thu Feb 28, 2008 4:50 pm
Storm grinned.
"You should of just been happy with what you'd won."
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Posted: Thu Feb 28, 2008 6:45 pm
Allen sighed lightly.
Allen: I was hoping, maybe, since I gave you some entertaining conversation, you'd return my words with a kiss.
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Posted: Thu Feb 28, 2008 7:12 pm
"Aw, love, all you had to do was ask."
Storm smiled and leaned forward, pressing her lips to Allen's again.
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Posted: Fri Feb 29, 2008 3:03 pm
Allen smiled into her lips, his hand instinctively running up her back and stroking through her long white hair.
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Posted: Fri Feb 29, 2008 6:30 pm
Storm found herself leaning into Allen dispite herself. A slender ebon hand snaked up and cupped his face to hers.
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Posted: Fri Feb 29, 2008 6:35 pm
Allen chuckled amusedly, running a lone finger lightly up the base of Storm's spine as he lips connected firmly against hers.
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Posted: Fri Feb 29, 2008 6:43 pm
Laughing, Storm tugged back and to one side of her orignal postion.
"Point made, mister Allen. No need to go tickling me."
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Posted: Fri Feb 29, 2008 6:51 pm
Allen smirked lightly, shrugging nonchalantly.
Allen: I figured it might work even a little.
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Posted: Fri Feb 29, 2008 9:15 pm
Storm laughed again.
"Somehow, I find myself missing my drunken compaion more then you, sober fellow."
And all at once, the shelves were restalked again, with all manners of wines, ales, meads, and rum.
"Knock yourself out love. Although, I must warn you that I cannot be held responsible to anything that happens to your well-being if and when you pass out."
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Posted: Sat Mar 01, 2008 6:33 pm
Allen: Love, this is me drunk. There are three stages od Allen drunkenness. Cockiness and arrogance, and considerate and caring.
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