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 Posted: Mon Mar 04, 2013 11:23 pm
Jacqueleen reflexed her hand, realizing the hyper-sensitive soul she was dealing with and just exhaled at his retort toward her attempt. Her eyes widen a bit with disbelief that someone could be this withdrawn and her openness completely subsided and as he decided to take it upon himself to make the decisions once more, she only shut off the coffee as it was mid-way through it's process and stared down at it for a moment in relapse of her words and the expressions on his face before this moment; He wants help but not the kind he believes he wants but more of what he needs.
She only backed away from the coffee maker, her emotions shutting down, releasing her attachment easily of the moment and she glimpsed over at him, staring at him, her lemon-pools piercing his. Without remorse or offense to his input of her wisdom and without a glint of fear in her eyes - The appreciation for his passion to try to fix everything by himself, she only smirked, moving her eyes downward & nodding, "I didn't mean any offense by expressing my analogy by dusting off your head.".
Jacqie pulled off her jacket after tightening her behavior, to that of a stranger with someone, rather than a friend and turned toward him once more, asking a small favor, "If ever you truly want my input, ask for it & be ready to use it. Do not ever ask what my 'wants' are again if you so wish to shut me down again. I will do my part in healing this aching-wound that this entire pack has but I will not waste time preaching my well-analyzed ideas to someone who wishes to shut it down because I can see through the cover-ups and masks that everyone wishes to use. And I will not fight you or anyone else in this pack to be heard, I will wait til I am sincerely asked.".
Her eyes passing off to the open windows and she found her seat across the room, in proximity of the piano but no thought of it, she perched on the window sill to only keep watch by the street outside the window & think pensively of the results of his plan. Her eyes fixated on the streets and buidlings near his place.
Jacqueleen tried to pull herself together, mildly offended by his actions, she swallowed her tongue and smacked her pride to avoid allowing him to evade the help that he shall inevitably need from her. Her thoughts scampered about in the darkest corners of her mind and reinstated her beliefs through her mind, 'I know my assumptions are spot-on because like most people....your eyes betrayed you..' and she exhaled a sigh of relief.
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Posted: Fri Mar 08, 2013 9:01 am
This wolf was starting to piss Ceon off. Even as the alpha, she showed little respect for the leader. "Just because I ask what you want doesn't mean I can implement things right away. In case you haven't noticed, there is something going on right now that requires patience," His eyes glanced at the dead body leaning against the wall. "I do not appreciate your insolence, wolf. The only thing that your attitude will get you in this city is a lot of enemies and a shallow grave."
Seconds later, Ceon went for the door as several knocks resounded upon it. Upon opening, he found the lycan security waiting for him, armed to the teeth. They came right in and set up a hookah they had brought in front of the couch. It was some temporary relief and relaxation before Rogue's team came to take the body away for analysis. Ceon took a large puff on the hose and bellowed a massive cloud of milky white smoke into the air.
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Posted: Sun Mar 10, 2013 11:40 pm
Jacqueleen only chuckles at his comments of enemies and a shallow grave. Her thoughts detour her to a time where she was loved. When she loved only because of lies. No one could see the mystery that she could hold, or the distance she could grasp of the future before it came to be. Her eyes wondered across the room; toward his "relaxation" and she snuffed and commented over to him,"Enemies and a shallow grave? Then so shall it be my deary. But with a full heart and free spirit, shall I go....", her words strumming a deep chord of sagacity inside her. Reminding her of her own guilt & regrets.
Her head tilted as she swooned at how the moon could bring about the tides of emotions, truths & insight. The moon reminded her of time and flickered against the futile clouds attempting to veil her light. Jacqueleen only could be relate to the moon, as it gracefully danced in the night sky. Her eyes glanced back over to Ceon as she glinted her smirk as he relaxed.
As she glanced around the room a bit, she only kept her perch on that window sill and mentioned, "Enemies are clearly not what I'm in pursuit of..." with a sigh and a good thought she smiled at her integrity but danced with Loki on this moment,"...although compromising myself or others will not be my plan on making friends either. So I will respect you and keep silent until you finally ask me..." she trailed off and just allowed him his peace, allowing herself to be drawn in by the lunar activity sweeping across the streets.
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