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 Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 7:45 pm
"But you'll tell whoever it is?" He asked, trying to get a promise out of her. "Sooner or later, at least?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 7:52 pm
Galatea blinked at him owlishly, the smile fading. She clearly had not followed his jump back in the conversation. "Who am I to tell?" she asked politely.
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 7:53 pm
"The person you love romantically." He responded calmly.
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 7:56 pm
"Oh." Galatea chewed on her bottom lip and lowered her eyelashes almost shyly. "I suppose. Perhaps. Unless it goes away."
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 8:02 pm
"That's all I can ask for, I guess." He said with a shake of his head.
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 8:03 pm
There was a long pause and then she slipped out of her floating position and reached over to touch Nack's shoulder lightly. "You're not disappointed in me, are you?" she asked quietly. "I will try to tell him and I will do my best."
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 8:19 pm
"I'm not. I promise." He said with a grin. "You'll do fine."
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 8:22 pm
She almost glowed at the praise and the smile returned, her hand awkwardly resting on his shoulder again. "Thank you, Nack. You're amazing."
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 8:24 pm
"I try." He said with a shrug.
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 8:28 pm
"Well... You manage very well." Galatea removed her hand and glanced towards the shoreline. She frowned a bit in contemplation as she considered the growing sand castles. "What are they doing over there?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 8:32 pm
"Building sandforts. You want to try?" He asked, already heading for the shore. "I'll even let you be on my team!"
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 8:37 pm
"Alright!" Beaming once more, the little blood feien followed Nack ashore. The sand was hot under her bare feet and clung to her wet skin but the warmth with which the others welcomed her more than made up for any physical discomfort. With more abandonment than she usually exhibited, Galatea relaxed into the simple act of molding wet sand and enjoying the company of her friends. She decided that she would have to find a way to thank them again for simply being themselves.
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