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Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2004 2:09 am
Mastema: *shakes his head and looks down at her with a sincere expression* Embarassment from moments like that pass quickly.... You needn't let it bother you. On a different note, perhaps you'd like to meet in a couple of days to plan for the wedding? The man I was speaking with earlier will be the preacher at the wedding....
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Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2004 2:24 am
*Nana huffs lightly*
Yes.... I know.
o__o
Yes, that would be wonderful! Really?
^^;
I hope I get to meet our preacher before the wedding then. I'd like to know who's wedding us.
*Nana's eyes close again shortly, just enjoying Mastema's presence*
--//-- heart
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Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2004 2:35 am
*still smirking to himself. He considers asking if she would like to meet Slayer now.... but that would ruin the moment* I will be sure to have him present soon enough *He chuckles* Yes, I should have plenty of time a few nights from now. That would be fine with you, yes?
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Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2004 2:46 am
*Mastema would be able to feel Nana's tension. She was definately psyched to say the least, and that's saying the very least*
Yes, very!
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Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2004 2:56 am
Wonderful. Then we can start planning a few nights from now. *It's then then he leans down and kisses her forehead briefly* Allow me to walk you back to your room now. *He allows one of his hands to return to his side, keeping the other on her hip. Mastema starts to walk down the halls and stairs with her in this fashion*
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Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2004 3:09 am
*One of Nana's arms streches across Mastema's back, the other is lightly braced against his abdomanal wall. Her head rests in the nook of his shoulder*
--//--
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Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2004 3:15 am
*They're now at about the the 90th level. There were still quite a few floors to go, and Nana seemed to be enjoying herself. So, Mastema leaned down, still walking, and lifts Nana off her feet, his arm under her knees. With a chuckle and no words, he continues to carry her down to her floor*
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Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2004 3:28 am
*Upon being picked up, a blush mark streaks across her face. Since Nana said "yes" Mastema had been quite the romantic*
o\\\o
M--Mastema....!
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Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2004 3:32 am
*He looks at her sincerely* I suppose I just felt it would be more enjoyable to carry you the remainder of the way. That's not a problem is it?
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Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2004 3:38 am
*Nana is silent. She shakes her head and just keeps on blushing. How perfectly romantic indeed*
o\\\o
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o\\\o
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Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2004 3:44 am
*He chuckles to himself and keeps his arms comfortably wrapped around Nana. After a few more minutes they're at the 80th level. Mastema walks right past the laundry room door, even though some towels are spilled out of the door way. He remains silent with a soft smirk on his face for the whole walk*
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Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2004 3:49 am
*Luckily Nana was staring up at mastema the hole time and wasn't facing the laundry room door. If she had been her eyes would have started to twitch*
--\\\--
o\\\o
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Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2004 3:57 am
*Mastema does know that she's blushing but says nothing. Once they come to her door, Mastema uses his telekinesis to open it. He's careful to avoid hitting Nana against the frame as he carries her inside. He moves over to the bed, sits on its side, and then sets Nana in a sitting position besides him. He still remains silent with his soft smirk on*
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Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2004 4:06 am
*Nana looks down at her lap, unsure of what to do. The red glow hadn't yet left her cheeks. After a pause she looks over to Mastema, still unsure. She smiles lightly*
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Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2004 4:10 am
*He chuckles before leaning in and briefly kissing her lips* I shall be returning to the Mind now. I wish you a pleasant evening, my dear. *He stands up and put his hands in his pocket as he walks to the door*
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