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 Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2012 8:46 am
Della was shaken from her thoughts when she heard a knock at her door. She walked over, grasped the handle, and was about to open it when a thought stopped her. What if it was Damien? What if he was here, right now, knocking at the door? She had just woken up and her hair was disheveled; she looked terrible! Why do I even care? she thought. She opened the door and saw no one other than Damien standing there. Damnit, I should've.... "H-Hi Damien. Come on in.."
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Posted: Thu Mar 15, 2012 6:42 pm
Damien couldn't help but give a teasing chuckle as he saw her mussed hair. He smiled when she gestured for him to come in, and he turned back on his charm as he walked in, turning around to face her. He raised an eyebrow as he said in a joking tone, "Do I need to let you make yourself...decent?" He tried to resist the urge to burst into laughter as he stared at her, trying to hide that he was blown away by her appearance. Not in a bad way either. Over the last three weeks, he had forgotten how beautiful she really was.. He shook his thoughts away and crossed his arms over his chest, smirking.
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Posted: Thu Mar 15, 2012 7:15 pm
Della touched her hair and blushed, embarrassed. "I...yes, would you?" She quickly ran upstairs and scrambled to find something quick to put on. "Look at you! You're scrambling to inpress a demon!! And for what? So he can kill you just the same. I can't believe you Della." her mentor's voice whispered in her ear. She sighed and finally settled on a lavender floral print dress that touched the top of her knee and white strappy sandles. She sprayed her hair and brushed it fiercely, then made her way back downstairs. The entire ordeal took her about fifteen minutes. She did a quick twirl and asked for Damien's opinion. "Better?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2012 7:12 pm
Damien finally burst into laughter once she went up the stairs, noting how quick she went up. He knew he had succeeded in embarrassing her, which had been his intent. He sighed, glancing around the small house. He could remember most of it from the earlier date that he had been there. Everything looked about the same, he thought. Nothing out of place. Della seemed completely organized. He grinned, thinking he liked that kind of woman. And the chase. He waited around for her, impatient. He glanced up the stairs every few minutes until he suddenly heard her feet upon them, coming down fast. He turned back around and what he saw knocked the wind out of him. He heard her one-worded question but was too stunned to answer for a few seconds. She looked so beautiful in just the sandals in dress. What would she look like in something fancy, he wondered. He daydreamed of a tight, mini black dress that showed off some of her...he blinked, trying to block the oncoming thoughts out of his head. He felt the heat rise to his cheeks and he cleared his throat. "You didn't have to Della. You already looked beautiful before." He glanced away, knowing that he had embarrassed himself as well in a matter of seconds. He averted her gaze and hoped she didn't make him leave. "But yes, you look...amazing." He glanced up with reluctance and met her eyes, his own trying to search for something, anything to reassure him that he hadn't done anything wrong.
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2012 8:23 pm
Della smiled hugely at his verbal and physical response. "Why Damien, I didn't know demons could blush." She waltzed past him and grabbed a box of tea. She held it up to offer him some without saying anything. She knew that if she opened her mouth, she'd blurt out 'You look nice.'
"Della, I'm disappointed in you..." her mentor's voice entered her mind again.
She shook her head and waited for Damien's answer.
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 8:45 am
Damien grinned when she commented on the color of his face. He turned away from her on impulse, trying to get it under control as he watched her walk past him. She was so graceful...he held his breath as he saw her pick up a box of tea and hold it out to him as an offer. He smiled at her and said quietly, "I would love some, thank you." He leaned against the doorway of the kitchen, trying to look bored when watching her, but was entertained more than anything. "So what have you been doing these past few weeks?" He asked casually, raising an eyebrow. Hopefully wondering about me like I was you, he thought.
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 8:57 pm
'Thinking about you..' the thought flitted through Della's mind. She smiled and put water into the teapot that always sat on the stove. "I haven't been doing much. I've...thought about the last night you were here, and well..." Della trailed off. She didn't exactly know how to end the sentence. "What about youself? Been running lately?" she added quickly while putting the pot on the stove.
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 8:24 am
Damien noticed that she didn't end her sentence and he let his foot fall onto the floor, and he went into the kitchen. He leaned against the sink and continued to watch her. He could tell she was uncomfortable with the idea of him 'running', and he smiled despite himself. "No, I haven't been running at all lately. Mostly I've been thinking about the night I was here as well." He tried catching her eyes and ran a hand through his hair. He didn't mention satisfying his needs, either.
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 9:25 am
Della was a bit shocked and it showed on her face. "Oh, I would've thought you traveled alot, well more than most people.." the teapot began to whistle and she retrieved it and poured the hot water into transparent glasses. "Why..why were you thinking about that night?" she asked. She was truly curious as she didn't think Damien would spend any time thinking about her.
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 9:45 am
Damien reddened and ignored her first comment. He heard the pot start to whistle and he glanced over for a reason to stop staring at her. "Why..why was I?" He was suddenly flustered and couldn't come up with a reasonable answer that wouldn't sound stalkerish or get her, an Angel, in trouble. "I..I guess I was just wondering about you." He shrugged and smiled sheepishly, clearing his throat and staring at the floor now.
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 1:12 pm
Della smiled at Damien's response. "Well it's nice to know I'm on someone's good side." This statement was very true for it seemed that she had been at odds with all of her friends for a while now. She held up his cup and stretched out her arm. "I hope I put enough sugar. Although I hope I didn't put too much. I probably should've let you do it yourself."
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 1:42 pm
Damien frowned. He ignored the tea for a moment. "What do you mean, good side? Is someone hurting you?" His fists curled and he narrowed his eyes, standing up straight immediately. "I'll kill whoever it is..." His eyes turned red almost instantly as he awaited her answer, anger gripping him. If anyone was hurting her would..he couldn't even imagine how much pain they would go through.
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 1:52 pm
Della set down the cup and rubbed her temples. 'Do you see! He is a savage animal who just wants to kill!' Ariell's comment along with other rude comments ran through her mind. They wouldn't even let her get a thought in edgewise. Pretty soon she couldn't take it anymore and a thought rumbled in her mind. 'Would everyone please shut up!!!' It was silent and she continued. 'I don't care if you don't believe me. I don't care if you've lost faith in me. I like him and he hasn't hurt me-' 'Yet' Ariell finished. Della clasped the edge of the counter and looked at Damien. He was beyond angry; she was almost frightened. "It's nothing I can't handle. I'm a strong girl; I'll be fine." She took a swig of her tea and set the mug back down. She still had a slight headache and she was now usuing the counter to steady herself.
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 2:00 pm
Damien could tell something was going on in her mind, for her expression showed pain and anger. He wondered what was happening and with his curiosity some of the anger went away. His eyes turned to a dull red, but still remained the bloody color. He rolled his eyes when she mentioned that she would be fine and that she was 'strong'. He watched her take a sip of her tea, and grasp the counter for what looked like support. He uncurled his fists and stood in front of her in an instant. He managed to get his eye color under control and he took a hold of her arm gently, steadying her. "You alright?" His voice had a soothing tone to it now. It was kind of amazing how he could switch moods so easily. He took her other arm in his grip also and stared into her eyes, waiting. He tried to slam away his urges to kiss her again. That didn't matter, only her safety and comfort did.
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 2:10 pm
Della laughed weakly. "Yes. I'm just exhausted." With that statement, she basically collapsed against him. She put her arms around his waist quickly to keep herself from falling. "See what I mean?" Sure she probably should've balanced herself, but she was comfortable there; she didn't feel like letting go just yet. "Hey Damien, is there anyone who would be angry with you for hanging around me?" she asked yawning when she reached the end of the sentence.
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