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 Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 2:40 pm
Isdra giggled as he spazzed out about her wounds. "Don't worry. Really. They just can handle hard impacts too well. It messes them up," she reassured him as she tested the finished bandaging. They were tight, but she could still move her joints. Moving back and sitting in her spot again she took a large bite of the salad. "Food...." Haven't not eaten all say, the simple salad was like heaven.
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 2:44 pm
He sat down and had his own salad, "Mmm food, and the wonderful company of my girlfriend...the day can't get much better." he said quietly as he watched Isdra, he was happy things were relaxing between them again. He could feel his own tension and worry draining away finally.
"...There's a new apartment complex on the southside that opened up a couple days ago, they aren't expensive, rent-controlled too and they have plenty of open apartments still."
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 3:06 pm
"I'll keep it in mind. Right now Nara told me I should stay in the library until she can find someone to help me." She smiled and finished up the rest of her salad. "How come you make such good food?! If you keep cooking food for me, I'll never be able to not finish a meal and I'll get all fat. Then you won't have a sexy girl friend." Isdra gave him a depressed look as she stole a bit of his salad. "I blame you."
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 3:12 pm
Halcyon smiled at Isdra, "No, if I cook bad food for you I'll have a fat girlfriend, I try to cook very healthy meals since I'm trying to keep in shape too. Need to with the training regiment my father has me doing."
Hal lifted his shirt, and pat the abs that were more defined than the last time Isdra saw, he was starting to build muscle not just definition, "He's also training me to fight..."
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 3:30 pm
Isdra blicked and awed, almost as a little kid, leaning forward to inspect his abs. Poking them she giggled, "Wooow... You're dad should teach me how to fight, too, since I'm gonna need to fend off all those girls that are going to be after you. You have not seen the horror of a cat fight. I can prove that it will serve to be the most horrifing thing you will see." Laughing the thought of it she set her fork down and pulled her legs up to sit in a unnatural cross legged position.
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 3:34 pm
"He could...especially since you've just proven you're as...limber as he is...It still freaks me out when he folds his legs up and rests them on his shoulders to walk around on his hands...with them backwards..." Halcyon shudders, he's a crystal, he's not limber.
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 3:38 pm
Isdra thought about that for a minute. She had to depict every things he said and then she tried to do it herself. It took a bit, but she managed to do it, then fall over into the wall behind her. "Ow. Damned walls. Always in the way." She growled because crawling unnaturally back onto the couch. "I love being nimble. If I couldn't move the way I do, things wouldn't feel right."
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 3:43 pm
He laughs lightly, "I'm perfectly happy being brittle crystal." he wrapped his arms around Isdra and hugged her close.
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 4:02 pm
"If you're brittle, then I'm porcelian. But let's not be breakable substances for the time being. I'm tired of breaking..," she muttered as she nuzzled into him and hugged him closer. It had been a very tiring day and it was nice just to watch the sunset and feel safe. "You know, this really suck. I'm gonna get all comfy and feel safe, then I have to go back to crappy reality.... I hate you some times..." Although her words didn't say it, it was a very affectionate comment.
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 5:15 pm
He smiled at her, "It's not all fairies, flowers and wonders in my life...I mean...it's rather interesting to be shot at ..." he nuzzles Isdra and smiles, "Mmm...although there's more flowers when Papina's visiting Cordain, and a lot more blushing..." he comments.
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2007 12:41 pm
"If Papina brings flowers, then what happens when I'm here?" A laugh came from the girl for the second time that day and she moved, but flinched a bit. "Ugh. It's that cut from earlier. Damned tongs." Pulling the slacks up, she noticed is was bleeding through it's bandages and onto Halcyon's clothes. "Oh no! It bled onto your clothes."
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2007 12:49 pm
Hal shakes his head as he rebandages the wound, applying some ointment to the wound, "Don't worry about my clothes." he adds guaze and padding to soak up the blood and then uses stretch bandages to hold it in place.
"Is that better Isdra?...Do you want to head to a real doctor to get it fixed? I'm only working with what I learned and remem...bered..." he suddenly got a confused look over his face, "But I was a doctor...am I...or...hrm..."
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2007 1:01 pm
Isdra rose an eyebrow at the comment, but wanted to ignore it. They already had a bad enough day and she wanted it to keep from getting worse. "No, no. It's fine. Thanks, Halc. You're always fixing me up."
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2007 1:05 pm
He smiled at her, "That's because if you're going to be getting hurt I want to do my best to make you better and healthy..." he's standing there holding her hands as he looks down, "I still haven't found anything about the whole skin tightening thing you have...not yet but I haven't stopped looking..."
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2007 1:24 pm
She smiled back, lifted his face and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Thanks. You're effort is enough for me. It makes me really happy that you're looking this hard for something to help me." After a brief pause she turned her head and began twiddling her thumbs. A deep shade of pink covered what little of her face that could be seen and she muttered, barely over a whisper, "...You don't have to ask to kiss me anymore..."
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