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 Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 12:44 pm
His head lifted. The gates were open. His hearing. He could hear the sounds of people muttering. He looked at Morgana and curled his tail around her tail to show her off to the alternate way inside. The door in the wall he came out of. He slyly opened it and through the bushes he saw people. Numas alike. Mourning. It was the one people who cared for. The numa he made his last masterpiece of a head stone. One with an angel and a pup being held.
He was used to this. People coming in the graveyard to mourn, til then they would be happy the next day or in some weeks they'd be fine. Not coming back to renew the flowers in the vases. He gave a look to Morgana before heading straight towards the building. Staying clear away from the mourners.
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 12:50 pm
 She stopped beside him when he saw the open gates and she followed him when he took a side entrance. She looked at the people that were their for a funeral and when Arma made his way to the building, she followed close behind him, not wanting to disturb them and being silent the whole time.
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 12:58 pm
He opened the door leading her in. He looked aside to watch the mourners and went inside. He'd wait to continue he work on her room til they left. Night being the only time he could work without those people to worry for.
He sat down in the opposite corner to the hay. He didn't want to draw. Nothing was left to do and he want to go up to the mourners. Yell at them for forgetting up until now to come. He sighed. The anger leaving him and his fish snuggled in to the hay. Quietly. His tail swung some to each side. In no particular mood now.
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 1:04 pm
Morgy went up to the haypile and laid down on it, reaching over to the fish and gently petting it, not wanting to disturb his sleep. She looked up at Arma and she reached over to put her paw on top of his, wishing there was a way she could bring him some type of happiness.
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 1:53 pm
He looked up when she touched his paw. That look of despair. The look quietly disappeared and he crawled some in front of her and laid there. Looking at her. Waiting til they would just leave. His tail swung slowly side to side. He looked in to those glowing orbs of hers.
"Why do you look at me like that." Feeling the change, and the change of smell in her attitude.
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 2:04 pm
She looked into his eyes when he laid down in front of her and she sighed a bit when he asked that, "Because...it makes me sad to see you so sad....and I wish I could find a way for you to be happy..." she whispered softly.
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 2:14 pm
"Please... I am not worth your thoughts. Go to sleep. I'll wake you when night arrives. My-" He stopped. It was too soon and didn't want to frighten her away. He crawled closer and put his paw softly on her cheek. "Ok..." He said in an even more gentle voice than before. It was soulless but he tried.
He held his other free paw with the one she put hers on. Holding her paw for mere seconds. Then letting go and walking off completely to the other side of the room. Curled in a ball. With his head on his paws. Waiting still. His fish sleeping; looking as if it wasnt breathing at all.
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 2:22 pm
That same warm feeling came back when he put his paw on her cheek and when he put his paw on top of hers. It became harder to push it away again and she watched him go to the other side of the room. She got up and picked up the fish, silently padding over to him and curling up next to him, not saying a word.
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 2:28 pm
Surprised some his eyes shifting to look at her from the corners. He smiled. Genuinely. Though it quickly became an uncaring smile. He watched her. Why did she come over he thought. The hay was more comfy than the hard stone floor. He decided. Again. Tried.
He lifted his paw and put it around her. His tail on top of hers. Pure protection reasoning. Holding her close to his body. He whispered.
"The hay is more comfy... " In thought, she was bones. She was fragile he stuck it in to his head. Began that worried emotion but it became uncaring once again.
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 2:33 pm
"I know...but I am more comfortable with you then with the hay..." she whispered softly, scooting a bit closer when he pulled her close, ignoring the warm feeling in her chest.
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 2:58 pm
Tries to smile again but just could not. He put his head up; thinking about putting his head on her neck. He'd felt that he should but he didn't. Fragile. Again he thought. He then slowly put his head next to hers. His nose touching hers.
His fins still in alert as to when they will leave. Occasionally looking at the slit in the wall for night.
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 3:03 pm
She looked at him when he lifted his head and she nudged her nose against his when he laid his head next to hers and she looked the fish she brought over, wondering how the little thing was doing.
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 3:33 pm
He pondered. He closed his eyes and licked her nose; nudging his nose under hers and staying there. She was on top of everything. She was everything to the top of every list he had. That is the feeling that he conveyed. Even if he didn't know this himself.
Zuko. His fish nudged it's self against her ribcage and snuggled himself in her black fur. His tail wagging some but still dead like. Wasn't such an active fish as same as his master.
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 3:38 pm
She nudged her nose against his when he got closer, and her lips brushed against his. That warm feeling was back, more intense and she couldn't really ignore it now. But what was it, exactly? She smiled to herself when she felt the fish snuggle into her fur and she didn't mind it.
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 3:50 pm
He felt her lips. What was she doing? A male kissed him before. Paris. He didn't feel anything then. Not even now. Calmly rubbing his nose under her maw. He wanted to ask why she did that. He didn't know what it meant.
He guess it was a way of affection. Softly he moves his lips to hers. Just leaving it there. It didn't make a difference he supposed. Hoping she wouldn't mind. He rather liked just being this close.
Zuko rolling and getting comfortable in her fur.
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