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 Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2005 9:12 pm
He gave her a light smile before frowning. He wanted to help her out, to take away her sickness. He never liked to see people sick or in pain. "How about a cool cloth? That should help the fever..."
((Bedtime for me. Shall reply in the morning. 'Nighty-night.))
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2005 9:16 pm
((Night, night. 3nodding ))
"Nnnn . . ."she shook her head, lightly, eyes closed, "No fever, jsut a little sleepy . . . . need to rest my eyes, just for a minute . . ."
But within a minute, she'd fallen asleep again, her hand still over Rohan's.
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Sammie the Cricket Slayer
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2005 6:54 am
Rohan watched her fall asleep, lightly squuezing her hand. Before he could stop himself, he reached his other hand out to lightly brush away a strand of hair from her face. He knew Saber wouldn't like him being there...but Saber would never know. He figured he'd just stay a while to watch over her. It's what friends are for.
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Posted: Wed Nov 09, 2005 2:36 pm
She sighed softly in her sleep and turned in towards his hand, settling again. As she di, the neck of her shirt slipped just slightly, showing part of the scars on her shoulder.
(( ::insert drama-making here:: ))
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Sammie the Cricket Slayer
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Posted: Wed Nov 09, 2005 2:45 pm
Rohan blinked after she had rolled over, his keen eyes catching the sight of odd scars on her shoulder in the dim light. He turned his head a little to get a better look. He'd never noticed the scars before but then again, he'd never seen her shoulder bared. He wondered where she got them from and how long ago. Rohan lifted his fingers to touch it but stopped just before reaching her skin. No...no touching of any kind. Saber would kill me... But Opheliah was his friend and he had the right to worry about her and such. Plus, Saber would never know...and so his fingers lightly touched the scar, hoping it wouldn't wake her.
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Posted: Wed Nov 09, 2005 7:50 pm
She inhaled sharply, with a soft, piteous whimper and a shudder, but then, after a moment of shivering, tense muscles and troubled expression, her face smoothed and she relaxed again, sighing, reaching out unconciously for the hand that touched her.
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Sammie the Cricket Slayer
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Posted: Wed Nov 09, 2005 9:26 pm
Rohan yanked his hand back when seeing her reaction. Had she felt the light touch? When she relaxed again and reached out, he took her hand and held it lightly. He had chosen one over the other so long ago...and now payed for it. But he'd never say anything about it to ruin their friendship or to have Saber come after him with something sharp.
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2005 6:23 am
It was only fifteen minutes or so before she was awake again, a sharp gasp escaping her throat, her eyes snapping open as she sat up, bolt upright, one second squeezing his hand for dear life, the next jerking it back as if she'd touched a snake. She let her eyes focus, slowly, on the room, on the elf, and she calmed down, slowly, face untwisting from anxiety into shame.
"Rohan . . . . I'm so sorry, I had a nightmare . . . you didn't have to wait on me. I know you've probably got better stuff to do . . ."
The sun hitting the middle of the sky seemed to perk her up quite a bit, she no longer had a headache and the anusea was almost gone as well.
"But I appreciate it, anyway."
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Sammie the Cricket Slayer
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2005 6:53 am
Rohan jumped slightly when Opheliah shot up but didn't move otherwise. "Oh, don't apologize. I honestly have nothing else to do since I wanted to visit you and plus, I'd never turn around and leave a sick friend." He gave her a smile then raked his fingers through his hair. "What was your nightmare? I mean, if you wanted to share."
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2005 9:36 am
She shook her head, lightly, smiling.
"It's nothign you need to worry about. Someone from a long time ago has jus been on my mind a lot. But I think the sleep is finally doing me some good, I feel much better."
She reached out for the nightstand and pulled the bowl of soup, which was more room-temperature or luke warm than hot, and had a long sip from it.
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Sammie the Cricket Slayer
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2005 9:44 am
Rohan watched her for a moment then looked down to his feet so it didn't seem like he was staring. The scars made him curious but he didn't know if it was okay to ask about them or not. "Well, either way, it's good that you're feeling better. Saber would have been worried..." He made a small face then looked back up. "I...never noticed those scars before. Were you is an accident or something?" Curiousity got the better of him.
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2005 4:01 pm
She blinked, plaintively, and blushed, raising a hand to cover her shoulder and dropped her eyes, thinking. It seemed like these marks were gettign a whole lot of attention lately, for something she'd tried so hard to hide before.
"An accident . . . that's actually an oddly appropriate way to put it. Biggest accident I ever had, yeah."
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2005 4:05 pm
Rohan rakec his hand through his hair again, knowing he shouldn't have asked. "Some accident. I'm sorry it happened." Though he had not idea what happened, he wasn't about to ask. "So..erm..anything I can get you?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2005 10:46 pm
Jak knocked lightly on the door.
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2005 9:45 am
She shook er head lightly, smiling.
"I'm okay, really."
She heard the knock on the door, and also heard Suru not stirring to get it. She set her soup down and stod up, stretching languidly, wearing what looked like boy's pajamas.
"Come on, let's get that so Suru can keep working.
"She smiled and reached down for his hand, tugging him along behind.
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