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 Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2007 8:59 pm
Eloisa chuckled lightly. "Well strange one.. I've believed you fished for a compliment just right. Thank you," she said with a pleasant tone as she released his hand, which she held all this time. "You seem to be a good guy so you have a very good chance here so I believe you," she added and pat his hand comfortably enough.
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2007 9:09 pm
Itzil grinned and then took her hand to kiss its back softly. "I try to be a good man like my parents raised me to be. You make my heart swell with your words." He let go of her hand in case she wanted it back. He would be content ust sitting here with her for now. He really did want to learn more about her though.
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2007 9:14 pm
Eloisa blushed lightly at Itzil's words as she clears her delicate pale throat. "Well you certainly were born with charm," she commented, feel like giggling like a little girl. "Questions are a virtue here. If you are curious, yes..? Just ask," she murmured at last then shifted her weight around on the red pillow.
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2007 9:21 pm
Suddenly Itzil felt very proud for getting her to blush and giggle. "Your laughter is music. Lets start with the easy things. Where were you born? What was your family like? And you don't have to tell me anything you don't want to."
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2007 9:27 pm
Eloisa adopted a mournful expression upon her face when he had asked of her origin and of her family. She didn't know at all, and it really bothered her that she was abandoned to a careless orphanage that allowed beastly things to be done. The fortune-teller turned her face away, the dark waves of her hair obscured her natural beauty and hid it away from Itzil.
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Posted: Wed Aug 15, 2007 5:55 am
"Ah well maybe a different question..." Itzel said taking note of her change in mood. "How do you aquire those items you have on the shelves in there? Do people bring them to you or you just find them?" Maybe asking her personal questions would wait until later.
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Posted: Wed Aug 15, 2007 8:57 pm
"Would you believe they ended up in my presence without my knowing?" Eloisa said softly as she turned her face to look at Itzel then smiles softly, a light curving of her pale pink lips. "Iztel.. you're hiding something in your mind. Why don't you do what you want to do?" she murmured then she fingered his hair. "What color is your hair?" she asked.
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2007 3:34 pm
"It is silver." The tattooed elf said moving closer to her and putting a hand on her's. "And my eyes are green." He raised her hand to his mouth and kissed her palm. "What color are your eyes? If you could open them and see perfectly fine...what color would they be?" His free hand touched her cheek lightly.
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 2:22 am
"M-m--my eyes?" Eloisa stuttered on that subject. It has been a long time, she doesn't remember much about her own body looks as she developed a more obscured look of herself in her own complicated mind. "At one time... I presume them to be.. grey?" she offered the answer as if she wasn't completely sure. Her face turned, and twitch gently at his touch but it was so warm, and so humane to her. No more fears, no more being afraid of cruel jokes behind her back; this man wanted her for what she was, not what she could bring for him through her hands and her unnatural talent.
The Fortune Teller, then smiles hestiantly at Itzil as she moved her hand up to cover his in an affectionate manner. She hadn't have any lovers as she was a virgin; being different like she was doesn't warrant a husband nor a lover that can't stand what she sees in his mortal fate.
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 10:14 am
A soft chuckle came from the elf's chest as he moved his face a little closer to her's. "I could imagine that...deep grey eyes that see right too your heart. In just the right light they might even seem like pools of melted silver ready to consum you." Yes Itzil had a bit of a poetic streak in him but he saw no reason not to use it at this particular moment. His face hovered a few inches away from her's now. However he was still a gentleman like his parents had taught him. "May I kiss you, Eloisa?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 2:51 pm
Eloisa blushed a soft rose pink of her cheeks. It was tinted against her golden hued light tan that she inhertied from her italian mother whom is missing from the world, assumed dead. "I-I-I.. was never asked that," she said as she tries to block out all the other things that her mind was processing at the moment. She took a heavy breath and nods, not saying anything more after that point.
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2007 7:51 am
Thats all Itzil was saiting for. He closed the gap between their lips and kissed her gently so as not to scare her. His right hand wrapped around her waist and the one that had been on her cheek ran softly through her two toned hair. Itzil thought in his mind that he could die hapy now that he had been allowed to kiss this woman.
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2007 8:09 pm
Eloisa could feel the life pulsing behind the kiss; such power and such passion went into this single kiss that had blown her away. She hesitated at first, then responded by giving a such a responsive kiss.
[ I dont want to go too deep because of the TOS here on Gaia. But if you like anything else to happen, let me know and we can shade it here and let some time pass by then pick up again? ]
END RP 2
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2007 6:13 am
RP 3
Characters: Itzel and Eloisa Lynn
Eloisa Lynn, the well-known but isolated Fortune Teller of the Furyia Island had been resting inside. For some reason, the outside had been unbearable to her; visions of deaths, hauntings, and violent fighting had plagued her, making her feel sick to her stomach. While it is normal for that to happen, her mind was preoccupied by a certain rogue elf with long silvery hair and startling green eyes. It is all that kept her expecting, though long ago she made herself vowed she wouldn't feel any emotions due to her life occupancy.
Meetin Itizel had changed her perspective in such short time; no crude remarks, or questions about her eyes had been asked from him. His gentle and charismic attitude was astounding to her as well his loving touch caressing her hand and her lips. The kiss that happened between them months before hadn't faded from her mind; the touch had been the most sensitive she ever had, making her crave more of his touch and especially his soft but passionate kisses.
For about 3 months or so, Eloisa didn't wait, but she didn't forget Itizel at all. He was still strong with her, in her heart and in her head. She didn't give him anything to remember her by, just in case of a heart break. There now, on a rainy day where everything was damp and cold outside of her small quaint cabin, grey clouds obscuring the once blue sky above the islands.
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2007 12:47 pm
Such a long time, such a distance between Itzil and Eloisa was difficult on the elf. However he had endured the battle on his homeland if not for anything else other then to return to the spirited and beautiful fortune teller. He had gotten scorched and scratched up by the beast but none the worse for wear. Now he truged through the soft soil of Furyia towards the shop he had longed to see. It was more like coming home then going back to Calypso's Isle.
He slowed his pace as he neared the hut that held the shop. Not a thing had changed. Itzil wondered how Eloisa would react once he stepped in there again. Would she rejoice? Had she moved on? It was time to find out. The elf lifted his booted feet and let them fall on the first wooden plank of the shop. He paused at the doorway and glanced around almost like the first time he had come here. Part of him was looking for the boy that aided Eloisa and part of him hungered for that first look at the fortune teller who stole his heart.
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