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Posted: Sat Dec 21, 2013 7:54 pm
He lingered by the door before moving to the bed, sitting down slowly. "Oh. ..well.." What was there to say? He hit a dead end in this avenue. "Yeah. We are." He brushed some lint off of the barren mattress.
"Was there a reason that you stopped? Just...curious. I mean, if you didn't have anyone else. Not Christof. Not Aymet. Would you have?" He didn't look at her, a rare time when he didn't, as he fiddled with a piece of loose string.
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Posted: Sat Dec 21, 2013 8:59 pm
Amrita's head tilted slightly as he posed his questions. The first one she had expected, but the second one was a little more of a surprise. Ignoring the fact that he had lumped that oddly familiar Igor in with her King, it was a valid question. One she did put a great deal of thought in to, going as far as to search the memories that felt foreign to her, the ones that pertained to the Kelpie in particular.
"I just...didn't feel ready for it, I guess." She submitted, since she wasn't about to tell him the truth of her fun little test.
"But...do you even have to ask?" Even the unfamiliar memories leaned pleasantly towards Calder, but she couldn't quite tell if they were romantic or simply strong friendship, though she imagined it was the latter. In a theoretical world, anything could happen.
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Posted: Sat Dec 21, 2013 9:07 pm
He flicked the thread away before he reached up and combed his hair with his hands, working it through his hands in a nervous habit as he thought. "No.....I guess. I don't know." He really didn't.
"Just recently - being a kelpie, I wonder if I can even lure anyone when everyone else seems to be not that impressed." His appearance wasn't just vanity, it was a trait his kind prided itself upon for hunting. Lately, he couldn't get anyone to be lured into having a dance with him, and being pushed away by Amrita felt like a small nudge to really tipping his poor self esteem over. Even with his powered confidence, he still felt tender.
"It's stupid. Forget I said anything. We can forget this whole night." He stopped his hair pawing, before turning to crawl onto the mattress. "We should sleep."
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Posted: Wed Dec 25, 2013 9:28 pm
Amrita tilted her head, and then looked down at her lap, twisting her fingers together. "Well...for a little while there, you lured me." She pointed out, hoping it would help. "If things were different, I probably wouldn't have asked you to stop." The ghoul assured him, reaching over to catch and squeeze his hand.
"...If it's all the same, I'd rather not forget it." She shifted to the side as he crawled into bed with her, giving him enough space to get comfortable. Though she had moved, she didn't lay down, not yet.
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Posted: Mon Dec 30, 2013 9:45 am
He laid there, looking at her hand, as various feelings, unmet or unbecoming of him, turned in his system. They finally settled to a tired surrender to what they had before, but with a new twisting in him. Amrita was part of his herd, he would protect her, value her, but he would not do anything she did not wish.
He moved closer, waiting for her to lay down so he could hold her. He had little to say on the matter, not wanting to prod at something sensitive after it just happened - or in this case, did not. "Don't tell Christof. He's possessive of you, and he would never speak to me again if he knew." He had betrayed his friend by coming here to help him and yet became one of the many suitors that was his problem.
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Posted: Sun Jan 12, 2014 11:38 am
Christof again. Why was it always Christof? Amrita schooled her features to not let the true extent of her displeasure show.
"He has no claim on me, and certainly no right to pretend he does." She said, her voice surprisingly soft despite the total anger at the situation. "However...I don't kiss and tell." She assured him with a small smile, crawling in to bed next to him and making herself comfortable against him.
"Thank you, Calder." It was important to her to acknowledge this, leaning up to press a little kiss to his cheek.
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