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| Tweet Topic Started: Jun 24 2008, 11:17 AM (809 Views) | |
| CrimsonPhoenix88 | Jun 24 2008, 11:17 AM Post #1 |
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The elevator ride had been more eventful than he imagined. The movement made him a bit queasy, which was strange because the young man did not often get motion sickness. He hoped that it would not make him retch, and thankfully, as the elevator stopped on the fifth floor, Elial did not feel the urge to. With Kysse's help, he travelled the familiar hallway down to her room and could only smile at the irony of the situation. He too, had noticed that in this instance, it was he who was in a precarious state with Kysse acting as his saviour versus the other way around. In some ways, he thought it just peculiar, but in other ways it made him happy. He liked how things always seemed to work together in a circular pattern. It always provided surprises in a controlled way, right? As he waited for Kysse to deal with the door, Elial leaned against the wall and held onto his arm with the opposite hand in order to steady himself. The young Englishman certainly did not want to fall over again! "Thank you...Kysse..." he managed to say, although completely worn. It was true that his carefree features were stamped with worry, not only for himself and her, but the overall situation, but he managed to emit some sparkle in those deep crimson eyes and a half grin that rivaled Han Solo's if he knew him. |
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| -AmazedisGrace- | Jun 24 2008, 11:41 AM Post #2 |
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The venture to her dorm room wasn’t easy. The whole time in the elevator Elial looked sick. Every now and then she would lend her support to him if he needed it. Still, it was a good thing that elevator was working; stairs would have been far too much of a hassle. They both stood, or leaned, outside her door as she fumbled for her key. In one swift motion she unlocked the door and slid the key back into her purse. In that second, she was next to him once again. Before hoisting him around her she put her hand on the curve of his jaw, much like before. Then she offered him a kind smile. “It isn’t any trouble.” It couldn’t be any trouble; he helped her so she’s helping him. Not only that but if they hadn’t have left the library they might not be in this state. She pulled him into the dorm gently and shut the door behind them. Though he may have expected to be set on the couch, considering that’s where he’d slept before, she directed him right into her room. As easily as she could she rested him into a sitting position on the bed with his legs hung over the side. “Did you need anything? Something to drink maybe?” From where she was she pulled back the covers slightly, in case he needed them. She was still standing in case he did need her to get something for him. The idea of her becoming a maid had entered her head, which could have made her laugh but she was still very focused on his feelings. |
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| CrimsonPhoenix88 | Jun 24 2008, 02:35 PM Post #3 |
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It was nice to have Kysse touch his face again, and it sent a warm feeling through him of reassurance as she did. He stumbled into the bedroom with her and nearly fell onto it, grimacing. Looking up at her, however, Elial just offered her a sort of half frown and curved eyebrows. "But...this is your bed...are you certain? I could do just well on the couch...besides...I am not very clean at the moment.." Before he could stress any more of the unpleasantness of his state, or that he was sorry for all the trouble he had caused, another shot of pain ricocheted through his body and he fell back onto the covers, his long black hair pooling around him. Elial thrashed a bit and cried out before hissing in as much air as possible. He tried with much difficulty to reach his sword, but the young man was completely tangled in his long robes that it was too complicated for him to fathom. He looked to Kysse, the pain still seething through him. Through gritted teeth, Elial pleaded, "Help me...my sword...take the robe off...and...hand me my sword...." The weapon was still secure around his waist as well, so the tie there would have to be removed. Sitting up as best he could, his fingers tried and fumbled with the cloth. The sword was one of his comfort items and he needed it in his hands. He felt his blood boil without it. Was this the curse at work? |
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| -AmazedisGrace- | Jun 24 2008, 04:05 PM Post #4 |
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“It’s fi…” At his movement she jumped back her hands raised to cover her mouth. When he jerked back upward she knelt in front of him in panic. But at his words her heart thudded wildly and the temperature of her face could have cause blisters. Now wasn’t the time for her to be this way but she couldn’t help it. Pulling herself back into the situation she grabbed at his clothing, helping as best as she could. In the process her fingers slipped and she felt extremely childish, but how else would a girl like her feel? It was then that the tie of his robe came undone, that or it was the tie that held his sword to him. Her fingers pulled at clothing until she felt skin. And as soon as she did her blush deepened and her head lowered so that her bangs could hide her face a bit. The robe was a confusing article of clothing, especially when she could hardly see through her bangs. Pulling the sword away her hands returned to his skin as she pulled and slid the material off of his torso. What was she supposed to do now? One hand reached for his sword as the other still hung on his… side between his ribs and pelvis, was it? The thudding in her chest felt as if she would pass out at any minute or die of heart failure. Her other hand pulled the sword toward Elial as her hung still hung. |
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| CrimsonPhoenix88 | Jun 24 2008, 11:16 PM Post #5 |
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Elial was too busy to notice her awkwardness and blush. The moment that the robe was off, the young man felt coolness on his arms. He still had the black tanktop underneath and was comfortable enough in that. The tattoo on his arm and the cuts were completely visible now, seeming almost to pulsate there on his arm in the dark ink and red blood. "Thank you," he exhaled raspily as he gripped the sword. Immediately his breathing began to slow and he closed his eyes, feeling more and more comfortable. The pain dissipated and Elial blinked his deep crimson eyes open to look at Kysse. "...hello..." It was a funny thing to say, but after all those crazy things that had happened to them, what wasn't strange? Honestly! He smiled warmly, the weapon still held tightly in a white-knuckled grip. It seemed to almost whine in his touch, but the noise quietted to nothing. |
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| -AmazedisGrace- | Jun 25 2008, 12:16 AM Post #6 |
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Before he recovered she had slumped a little and was watching her hands fumbling around in her lap. His sudden greeting confused her. He sounded better already. Before whipping her head up to look at him her expression was oddly confused. It was an odd thing to say. When she looked up she was shocked. Unlike him, she didn’t know what to do. While she looked at him her face continued to glow. “What do you mean?” Her mouth hung open as if she couldn’t believe him. As her knees lifted off the ground she stepped back and stood up. Turning around she walked out and into the kitchen. There a tiny girl appeared out of seemingly no where and scared the living daylights out of Kysse. “Rizel?! Go back to bed,” exclaimed Kysse. The little girl was in a frilly night gown that brushed against her ankles and clung to her wrists. The little girl was in fact Kysse’s room mate Rizel. She stood in front of Rizel holding an empty glass in her small hand. “Kysse, what are you doing up? What was that noise?” For some reason Kysse panicked and fled to the cabinet to grab two glasses which was her mistake. Rizel took notice and questioned her again. Rizel stepped toward Kysse to get a closer view of the glasses and Kysse took a step back and stumbled. “Elial is over, he’ll be staying in my room, don’t worry about it ok?” With that, Kysse quickly set the cup down and rushed around the kitchen. In a short amount of time she grabbed Rizel’s cup, and filled all three cups with ice water. Taking one glass in hand she led Rizel back to her room with the glass and opened the door for her. After exchanging good nights’ Kysse shut the door and rushed back to the counter picking up both glasses and heading straight back to her room. Then she questioned herself. Why did she get herself water? Stress, yes that’s it, stress. She set his down on the in table then she set her own down. Then she decided to avoid conversation, much like when she and Eli were next to the water fountain in the park. The thing that bugged Kysse was that she had been so worried about him and he just… well maybe she shouldn’t have gotten mad about that. It was just a little frustrating, why wouldn’t it be? No she was taking it the wrong way. Inside she was arguing with herself, it was happening a lot lately. After drinking half her glass she set her next to his. “Um… I’m sorry… I just, have some water.” As she stumbled through her sentence the last part was a bit louder. Still looking at him made her blush, even though he wasn’t as bare as she had thought which made her feel more stupid than embarrassed. None the less she stood farther from him than she had all night. |
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| CrimsonPhoenix88 | Jun 25 2008, 01:42 AM Post #7 |
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Elial had heard a bit of the commotion in the kitchen, but did not look up and see far enough to realize that it was her roommate. Sure he had heard another voice, but he could not place a picture in his mind with the young girl's voice. Simply shaking his head, he tried to sit up and used the sword point to help him. It was sheathed anyway, so it wouldn't do damage to the carpet. As he sat up, he winced a little, feeling as though an old war wound was pounding his shoulder and knees. Elial was relieved to be able to move though. He flexed his arm out a bit to stretch the sore muscles and then back. Looking at the tattoo he sighed. Family. Would he ever escape them? As Kysse re-entered the room, Elial smiled and seemed to forget entirely the awkward greeting he had just given her. He took the glass of ice water and downed it thankfully, expressing it with an empty glass and a true voiced thank you to her. "Thank you for everything," the young man began, looking up at the woman who seemed to be standing a ways away. "I know this must be so awkward for you, and please forgive me for intruding, but if you do not mind, would you just...sit by me a while? I feel rather weak still..." Elial adored her company, but didn't want to come off as a freak or a creep. Afterall, he WAS sitting in her bed practically half naked clutching a sword and an empty glass. "But if you do not wish to sit, that is fine. I am sure that you are tired, so perhaps it is better if you go to sleep." |
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| -AmazedisGrace- | Jun 25 2008, 11:13 AM Post #8 |
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There was a slight silence as he drank his water, and Kysse was surprised by his sudden thirst. Quietly she approached him and took the empty glass from his free hand. She set it next to her own before pulling herself onto the bed next to him. She glanced up to make sure the bedroom door was closed; her thirteen year old roommate didn’t need to walk in on them and get the wrong impression. With both her hands she pulled herself up onto the bed, one leg slid up first and the foot rested under her. Her other foot dangled off the bed and her hands returned to her lap. It took little time for her fingers to weave in and out of the torn material of her dress. Her bowed head slowly look up at him. For the time her smile was a bit weak but she still tried to smile at him. It had been such a weird evening. “I will wait to sleep until you have fallen asleep, and you will be staying in here, in case you didn’t know.” There it was, her normal smile, it returned after her words. Maybe it was her confidence coming back after putting her two cents in. It was, more than likely, because of the feeling he managed to give her, even after a weird nights outing. Making her blush wasn’t such a bad thing after all. |
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| CrimsonPhoenix88 | Jun 25 2008, 02:29 PM Post #9 |
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Elial was definitely reassured by her oncoming smiles and took them willingly. He thanked her for taking his glass before waiting for her to get up on the bed. With her beside him, the young man felt a lot more at ease. Surely inside the dorm room in her bedroom there could be no trouble! With his doubts assuaged, he nodded. He was glad that she wasn't repulsed by him yet, especially after the night's events. Finally noticing the real tear in her dress because of the light, Elial winced and apologized profusely. "I am terrible sorry for all the trouble I have caused you, not to mention the tear in your dress! I know I cannot replace it, but I would like to make it up to you somehow if you will allow me." He had no idea whether the dress was sentimental in value or whether it was clearance material. Either or, it was his fault that it was torn and basically ruined. If Kysse had not been with him it would not have happened. Elial was still glad of her company though! He loved being outside again from that stuffy library. There was nothing better than actually socializing and getting to know her again. The young man was quite thankful for that. Elial noticed that his long hair trailed down his back freely and actually touched the bed cover despite his fairly tall stature and upper body. He laughed and said, "I guess I have not realized how long my hair has gotten...I really should do something about it." |
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| -AmazedisGrace- | Jun 26 2008, 12:09 AM Post #10 |
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The ragged edges of the dress layers, where torn, made Kysse smile and shake her head. It wasn’t something he had to worry about. Clothes were easy to come by for her, she went shopping way too often to care for one article of clothing. This particular dress was something she had gotten in England, when on a trip and more than likely she would go back some other day. She didn’t answer him though, that was how unnecessary the statement was. Then he addressed his hair as if he may need a hair cut. Did he intend it all to be cut off? Thoughtfully she looked over him thinking as best she could about him loosing his long hair. The only thing she could picture was him looking more and more like Eli. Then again she tried picturing all sorts of hair styles. He didn’t seem like the type to style his hair, other than throw it back in a ponytail, but she could be wrong. “You know… I’m not sure I agree. I think you’d look good no matter what your hair length was though. Not saying you have to do anything or not, that’s your choice. Anyway you go, you’ll look good.” At first she smiled but it seemed she just suddenly realized that she told him how she felt about him. Pink brushed over her cheeks but she still smiled though it became more apologetic. Timidly her hands reached up and pushed through his hair again. The corner of her bottom lip was pulled between her teeth and she watched him carefully. Then she brushed her hand out of his hair and pulled away. Maybe it was time to go to bed; she was making a fool of herself gawking at him that way. |
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| CrimsonPhoenix88 | Jun 26 2008, 09:38 AM Post #11 |
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Elial valued her opinion immensely, mostly because he knew that she was rather honest and blunt about things, but also because she was really one of the only friends he had to trust. Looking to Kysse, he smiled and thanked her, not noticing her blush at all. He always liked the feeling of her fingers through his hair. It reminded him of how much he missed his mother sometimes. Of course, he didn't think that Kysse was like his mother, which would be extremely awkward and a bit disgusting, but just the fact that she was there for him when he needed someone, as she was. Now she wasn't... At the thought of her, Elial looked down to the bracelet that glinted in the bedroom light. The word "forever" winked back at him. He sighed and nodded, trying not to tear up. It seemed so recent, and yet it was not. "I suppose I should lie down and not keep you awake," Elial laughed a bit sheepishly. Lowering himself slowly onto the bed so that his head would rest on the pillow, he winced feeling an aching feeling all over, but held it in. As the back of his head touched the soft fabric he sighed and closed his eyes. Now that he was lying down it felt as though sleep would come to him in an instant. Quickly, before he could fall into oblivion, he turned to Kysse and thanked her again, both with his crimson eyes and his words. "I can not express how much I appreciate this again. Thank you." |
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| -AmazedisGrace- | Jun 26 2008, 09:03 PM Post #12 |
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Kysse didn’t know what to say. He suggested he get some rest and she couldn’t agree more. She turned around to face him, still sitting on the bed. It wasn’t hard to just stare at his eyes, not at all. The rarity of red eyes, at least from her background, was so odd but to her it was nothing less than gorgeous. Unfamiliar thoughts kept filling her mind; thoughts that would have made her blush if she dwelled on them. His apology filled her mind, erasing thoughts. “It’s really nothing. Not saying you don’t have to pay me back.” The last word spoken was followed by a joking wink. She would have reached out to comfort him again but she felt so touchy tonight that she felt a bit odd. Not only that but he didn’t quite acknowledge anytime she had done it. In fact, he didn’t acknowledge anything she did; did she treat him that way? “But yeah, you should get some rest. Did you want some more water or anything at all?” She stood and walked around the room to grab a pillow and blanket out of her own closet. With arms full she came back to the side where both glasses sat on the night stand. Suddenly she felt a little dirty. Luckily she wasn’t that sleepy so she could take a rushed shower, maybe once he fell asleep. Then again she wasn’t proper enough to care, still she knew he was. |
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| CrimsonPhoenix88 | Jun 26 2008, 11:15 PM Post #13 |
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Before Kysse had uttered anything about the water, Elial was fast asleep. He had heard her bit about the unnecessary thank you and after that, had not the strength to keep up the conversation. Still clutching his sword to his chest like a fallen soldier in battle sent to rest, he breathed evenly in and out. the long dark hair seemed to shine in the light and created almost a shroud around him on the pillow and the covers. His robe lay on the floor forgotten and the tight black tanktop seemed to be warm enough for him along with the pants. With his eyes closed he appeared the most peaceful and rested he had been for several weeks. His lips slighted parted and just a touch moist, his skin a deeper tan than his pale European cousins, Elial almost looked Arabic. The tattoo on his arm was plain to see and the sword almost hummed in his hands, the long tassle and charms draped over his chest. Elial did not snore, but appeared so deep in slumber, which he was, that nothing would disturb him. Thinking no thoughts and having, for once, sunken into the empty abyss, the young man slept, leaving Kysse to her devices. |
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| -AmazedisGrace- | Jun 27 2008, 12:17 AM Post #14 |
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When she came back she realized he was asleep. That was fast. Her arms were still full as she watched him. While he was sleeping she noted that he was rather cute. Suddenly she realized he was asleep, though she knew it already, she just realized it. Quickly she stepped through the door and threw the pillow and blanket onto the living room couch. That wasn’t a good move, hopefully she didn’t bust anything. Running back through her room she pulled her drawers open and pulled things out. It took second to find things she needed. Silently she grabbed a pair of pajama shorts and a tank top. In a second she was in her bathroom with the door shut. It only took her ten to fifteen minutes to shower and as soon as she was done she was out and dressed. She really hoped she hadn’t made much noise and opted to not blow-dry her hair. When she stepped out of the bathroom she looked over at Elial asleep on the bed. She was on her way out when she stopped at the door and turned to look at him. Their relationship was different than anything she had ever been a part of. What was she supposed to think about it? Before walking out she looked a bit confused. A lot of thoughts were rushing through her head, all competing for her attention. With her hand she rubbed her forehead in a bit of frustration. Not wanting to disturb him again she pulled another glass out of the kitchen cupboard and filled it with water. With her free hand she opened the fridge and grabbed some strawberries out of it. With those preparations she walked to the couch and sat down flipping the television on and turning the volume down. It didn’t take long for her to fall asleep, after eating about three strawberries, drinking half the cup of water and watching about ten minutes of a food network show, she was out of it. |
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| CrimsonPhoenix88 | Jun 27 2008, 04:25 PM Post #15 |
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Elial was fast asleep through the night. He actually did not wake up or startle to any noises or dreams or even nightmares for that matter for the entire time and was able to sleep peacefully. He still held the sword close to him, never letting go. He did not turn one way or another. He merely laid in the same position. As the morning rays of light began to filter in Elial's internal clock alarm went off and he blinked just as it struck seven thirty. Realizing where he was in a matter of moments, the young man tipped his head sideways and heard it crack. His neck was a little stiff, as were all his muscles from the fight yesterday. What he really wanted to know was how come all that training had not prepared him for all that exertion. Elial shook his head as he sat up and swung his legs over the side of his bed. He wondered where Kysse was sleeping and what she was doing, even if she was awake. Elial stretched upward and finally let go of his weapon, letting it sit on the bed where it sunk. He rolled his head around to massage his neck as he walked. Stepping out of the room, Elial blinked and took in the sight of the same living space he had seen on numerous occasions before. Seeing Kysse lying on the couch asleep, he smiled and stepped over to her. She looked quite peaceful lying there. Elial walked around the corner of the couch and sat down on the ground in front of her. Touching her cheek, Elial said softly, "Kysse..." |
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| -AmazedisGrace- | Jun 28 2008, 01:54 AM Post #16 |
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((Ooc: OHMYGOSH!!! I had a pretty good post started and I went out, told my mom not to turn off the computer, and when I get back the computer is off.)) No noise affected Kysse’s sleep either. In good faith little Rizel had left the room early, with it she turned off the television and pulled a blanket over her roommate. However the strawberries and water were left littering the small coffee table without a second glance from Rizel. Kysse was curled on the couch, her knees up near her stomach and her arms sprawled out tangled in the blanket and half hanging off the couch. All the while her face held a gentle expression. As soon as his hand touched her skin she began coming back to awareness, slowly. Before opening her eyes she made a sort of hum noise and her lips parted to say something like, “five more minutes.” Her hand, smoothly and faintly, pulled up to feel the hand on her cheek. As soon as she figured out that it was a manly hand she looked up. As soon as she saw him she smiled but shut her eyes again. “Your turn to pay me back. I vote breakfast.” Her voice wasn’t too loud or powerful and it was obvious that she wasn’t fully awake because her words came leisurely. Her fingers pushed in between his pulling it from her face gradually and she pulled it toward her. There both her hands clung to his and held it while her own hands barely touched her own collarbone. With that she lulled in and out of sleep. ((Ooc: This one is better… I just wanted to rant >.> )) |
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| CrimsonPhoenix88 | Jun 28 2008, 10:02 AM Post #17 |
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Elial couldn't help but smile, and he imagined any man in his position would simply melt, but he tried to remain calm and cool, and asked in a cheerful, but soft voice. "Well, what would you like to do for breakfast? Would you like to go out? Or would you like for me to make something here?" He thought breaking up the questions would be for the best because he also wanted to know what he should make if she wanted to stay. Wondering exactly what was in her fridge, he noticed the strawberries there and thought to himself, 'Well, there are strawberries.' Turning his attention back to her, however, Elial could not help but feel his heart warm as she took his hand and snuggled it really. Not only was it cute, but it also it seemed to soothe him and the pain that was skimming every muscle in his body. He speculated whether she had a mysterious healing power she did not know about, although she was human. Wasn't it a possibility? Countless people, though he had only seen it on television, claimed that they were psychics. Maybe she was descendant of one and just did not know it. Either way, it was certainly interesting. "I would like to do either, so it is really your choice. Is there anything particular that you would like?" |
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| -AmazedisGrace- | Jun 28 2008, 11:49 AM Post #18 |
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Whenever he voiced a question she felt as if it were miles away or echoing through a tunnel or something of the sort. This sensation threw her off because she could feel his hand in both of hers. Somehow she didn’t quite get all of the questions; they came in pieces as she pulled in and out of concentration. Another soft and abrupt hum escaped her, as if she were thinking. No, she didn’t want him cooking in the kitchen, there were dirty dishes in there, it was a thought she could hardly remember, but it always hung in the back of her mind. Her hands relaxed their grip as her head bowed a bit. Now she could feel her own breath on her hands. Again she tried opening her eyes to look out at the floor. It was obvious that her eyes didn’t want to stay open and she didn’t want to stay awake. Still she tried and in time shook her head to answer his question, even though he’d most likely not know what she was doing. “No. Just sleep.” After clearing her throat she looked up at him then turned her head back to look more at the TV though she wasn’t really looking at anything. With one hand still over his, her other stretched above her, and her back arched a little and it popped but sound wasn’t really heard. When she returned to her original position her lips rested on his for a moment. Unfortunately when her head turned back toward him to speak she lost the contact. “You can sit down.” Her legs were still curled up toward her but there was space on the couch up by her head, more than down by her feet. The way she rested there was as if her feet had been pushed up by the arm rest at the far end of the couch. It seemed more that after she’d stretched her back that she was farther down the couch. |
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| CrimsonPhoenix88 | Jun 28 2008, 04:16 PM Post #19 |
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Elial blinked more surprised than anything, and almost felt robotic as he got up and sat down by her head. Robotic because it felt like he was on autopilot. There was no thinking involved! Just doing. He happily complied and kept his hand where it was, just rotating it, so that he could sit properly. Elial looked down at her. She sure was tired. Well, why shouldn't she be? He should've been tired as well, but there was nothing to do about that. Somehow, Elial had managed to get up because he felt absolutely the need to. No more lying around! He had to move! But now here he was sitting next to her, and he did not want to go anywhere. Carefully, he reached with his other hand and stroked her tangled hair. At first, his fingers barely brushing the surface, but then more and more he gained the courage to actually run them through. The blonde strands reminded him of sunlight after a storm, just streaming through glasses on the kitchen table. The kind of light that you could actually see glow and illuminate the different particles. The kind that cast rainbows... Elial smiled broadly to himself and just contented himself by sitting there for a while. If she wasn't hungry really, then there was no need to get up and make food, even though he knew it would have probably calmed his nerves. Instead, he tried concentrating on the pain more than anything, wondering if the feelings would slowly subside or not. They certainly would have to! And Eli...he hadn't heard from his counterpart in a while. Elial wondered if the man was alright. "It looks quite lovely out already," Elial observed, just listening to the birds through the closed windows. |
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| -AmazedisGrace- | Jun 28 2008, 05:19 PM Post #20 |
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When the cushion near her head caved a bit she wasn’t taken by surprise. As it happened she kept her head lifted off the couch. The only thing was it still had the sunken effect. Even her pillow didn’t allow the lift it once did, it just provided to lay her flat. Her feet began her turn as they twisted toward the other way. After they turned the rest of her did. With that she pushed herself up to put her head and pillow against his leg. It took her a second or two to realize he had been running his fingers through her hair before she had turned. Why did she have to turn? From her new position all she could see was his side and the couch. That is, until she looked down and saw his hand still in hers. Seeing that made her smile and she pulled it toward her face again. It was very odd that she was acting in such a manner. Maybe it was her sleepiness that made her treat him like this, that along with the way she felt about him. The feelings she had for him were another matter though. Feelings were a very confusing thing to her. As she laid there she thought about him more and more. “I’m sorry; I’ll make breakfast in a little bit.” As usual her words were sincere. It wasn’t giving him much of an option either. That and she didn’t want to risk going out to town and having what happened last night to him happen once again. Thinking that made her look up at him with curious eyes. Though tired she still had concerns for him. |
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| CrimsonPhoenix88 | Jun 28 2008, 06:49 PM Post #21 |
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Elial watched her turn and just thought about how natural it was. How come he had never really interacted with other people from before? Of course, there were his siblings, but that was not REAL interaction, especially with stuffy collared events like parties and suitors this way and that. He enjoyed Kysse's honesty and her personality. It was a lot more refreshing than the ever obedient or the frilly know-it-alls of aristocracy. But most of all, he was quite fond of her holding his hand. Just the way it felt was wonderful. He had never really felt hands like that before, not just because many people wore gloves from where he came from, but also that he did not really touch many people. All his blistered and calloused hands knew were the reigns to horses and the hilt of his sword. "You don't have to make breakfast if you're tired," Elial said, smiling as she turned to look up at him with concern. "Afterall, you were out last night being chased as well as I was and you must be very tired if not achey. I can prepare something for us. Perhaps omlettes or biscuits? I do know how to make a very mean gravy for biscuits." He chuckled at the thought of cooking back at home in that worn out, but definitely stocked kitchen! There was no way any chef could not find the ingredients there. He had to thank the whole staff for that....and of course, father's money. Without his father's consent he had the habit of helping in between meals, especially when his mother was still alive. His father was less inclined to find a young man of stature and bearing the Fulle name in the kitchen. Still, he had learned a great deal from them before he had been ousted and banned from the kitchen of his own home. Sometimes, Elial even snuck back in. "But...if you would like to cook, then at least allow me to assist you in some way. I would love to help." |
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| -AmazedisGrace- | Jun 28 2008, 07:42 PM Post #22 |
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Her eyes still showed concern. He didn’t have to turn that around, she was concerned for him, not herself. The other thing was he was still being polite with her. After biting her lip gently she pulled herself up and leaned over him. At first she was hoping to be a little intimidating but when she found her face so close to his she blushed. Her free hand rested on the other side of him and she held herself in front of him. “You stay out of my kitchen if you are still sore.” That charming smile of hers took over her face instead of her desired expression. There was no way he would think of her as threatening with a stupid look like that on her face. The statement was serious though. They didn’t need to make something from scratch, though Kysse loved cooking, she wasn’t in the mood to today, maybe something small like honey yogurt and granola, but that was all she’d do. That and she wasn’t going to make him cook for her, that statement had been a joke. Suddenly she felt a bit light headed, nothing serious or anything, but her head lowered. “I think you should still be in bed anyway, and here I am lounging around.” She looked up still smiling. Why didn’t he have his sword? Inside she had a small panic attack. It ended as soon as she thought he must not need it. Instead of his sword in hand hers was in his hand. Bright blue eyes trailed down his arm to their hands that were intertwined. The feeling again made her smile, it was tough, a soft of rugged feeling. That wasn’t something she’d ever felt before and she was actually pleased with it. She felt so close to him and she actually liked it. Being this way made her heartbeat increase, or at least she noticed it more, and it was comfortable, it was easy to care about Elial. |
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| CrimsonPhoenix88 | Jun 29 2008, 11:15 AM Post #23 |
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"Just a bit," Elial laughed sheepishly, shaking his head. "I will be fine. What I want to know is how come all this training I do does not seem to affect my level of soreness." He glanced down for a moment and remembered their hands still touching as well. How could he not? He had just taken them into consideration a few moments ago. At first, he panicked, but within seconds, calmed himself. This was natural, right? To have funny feelings inside? Maybe he was starting puberty late... "You are not lounging around. You are tired as well. We do not have to have breakfast right away. If you feel at all ill, we can sit here a while...." Elial trailed off when she looked up again and he saw the piercing blue eyes that seemed like the pond back at home glistening with morning sunlight. How beautiful it was there...mountains and trees...lakes and ponds...rivers and streams...a treasure of the world just sitting there for anyone to enjoy...and instead, politics...people always enjoying extravagant parties. Silly they should when something so beautiful sits there. "Did you sleep alright?" |
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| -AmazedisGrace- | Jun 29 2008, 09:20 PM Post #24 |
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It wasn’t that she felt ill it was more that she was comfortable. Silence followed his question. A sigh released itself from her as she leaned forward. At first the corners of their lips were close, almost enough to touch. Instead her forehead fell to his shoulder and rested there. “I feel like I slept so much but I can’t help but want to keep on resting.” Though he couldn’t see her face, she smiled as well as shut her eyes. Everything about the way things were, right then, it was all so different. Something about this made her heart race. It was actually exciting. Though her eye lids were heavy she lifted them slightly to look at their hands. As she watched, her thumb rubbed the side of his hand by his thumb. Tired eyes closed once more. “I am still so tired.” It was an easily believed statement. The fallowing yawn left little to be imagined. Her hand stopped moving in his as she concentrated mostly on not falling asleep. |
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| CrimsonPhoenix88 | Jun 29 2008, 10:00 PM Post #25 |
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He almost didn't want to say anything as soon as she laid her head on his shoulder. Kysse's long blonde hair cascaded there, some falling over the front of his shoulder and some down the back to create a stark contrast again his black silk strands. It certainly was a little awkward at first, but Elial enjoyed the sensation. "Ah," Elial exclaimed in acknowledgment. "Now I know what you mean. Yes...I have had that feeling before. Mostly when I sleep in and by that time, it is too late! Sometimes if I do not wake up bright and early, I waste the day away lying in bed. I used to do it when I was little, feign sickness so that I could stay in bed and escape schooling or the teasing. My older siblings were relentless." Suddenly, the image of his family meeting Kysse came into his mind. He was not sure if he wanted his brothers oggling her. There was a strange sensation inside of him, half protective, and half anger. He could just imagine the sort of obscene comments they would make, masked of course under courtesy and gentlemanly gestures, but rude all the same! Still...Elial did yearn to show her the countryside. When Kysse's thumb brushed his, Elial felt a full blush come to his cheeks, and the temperature seemed to rise inside of him like a volcano...granted he had never really been near one or see one, but he imagined that that was what it felt like to be near one! It was so fiery inside of him, like a flame that trailed up to his heart that he felt nearly about to explode. And that was just from one simple touch of the hand. How amazing. How curious. Elial had never imagined such things before. He almost wished it would end and at the same time, knew that he might cry if it did. He had no time to think, however. It just happened. Masking the thoughts racing through his mind crazily with a sigh, he agreed, "I am tired as well." |
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| -AmazedisGrace- | Jun 29 2008, 10:39 PM Post #26 |
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Once again she was falling in and out of sleep. It couldn’t be helped. Still she listened to his talking. It was easy to listen to, like hearing a story being told, something she didn’t have to participate in, aside from listening. So that’s what she did. As her breath softened her heart beat relaxed. To show him that she was listening, her hand squeezed his. Despite the lack of interaction she was still awake and he should know. Then he said something that she couldn’t help but answer. A quiet voice, near his shoulder, spoke out. “You can go back in my room. I’m not forcing you to stay on the couch with me.” Chills ran over her body, it was unexpected, but she shivered and hung closer to him. They had followed her second yawn. Was it because of Eli that she felt so much more close to Elial? Last nights situation ran through her mind. Elial was still in pain because they just had to go out to eat. Of course Kysse felt the blame. Her head turned and the side of her face rested against him, instead of her forehead. As if out of no where she remembered the date they would be going on their trip. “Claude told me we’ll be leaving in late July. I hope that’s ok.” |
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| CrimsonPhoenix88 | Jun 29 2008, 11:08 PM Post #27 |
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Elial didn't mean for it to sound like she was the cause of his problems. He just wanted to tell her how he felt about it all. He hoped that she would understand, but he only realized that he probably made her feel bad from it, especially by the tone she was using. "I like sitting out here. It is no trouble at all. The pain in my muscles will go away. It always does," he reassured, smiling. Wanting to hug her or even hold her, Elial felt himself burn again. He merely squeezed her hand as well, hoping that it would satisfy the thoughts in his mind of both of them lying together, perhaps not even doing anything but hugging and staring at the ceiling talking. Like she would ever go for that! He would be banned from their friendship forever. Elial understood. Kysse would never trust him if he did something like that. Even if his intentions were pure. Nodding to the later comment, the young gentlemen tried not to swivel his head since hers was touching his shoulder. He merely replied, "Yes, that will do nicely. I bet the weather will be delightful and I have no plans so far. I see no reason why not! Though I shall have to prepare. Perhaps you can go shopping with me for some suitable clothes. I do not wish to be underdressed or overdressed." He knew that she loved shopping, and perhaps that would be another instance that they could spend time together. |
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| -AmazedisGrace- | Jun 30 2008, 11:29 AM Post #28 |
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He must have said the magic words. Suddenly she pulled herself from him and took his other hand in hers free hand. Stepping back she slid off the couch. The curve of her lips was upwards as she smiled and stood knelt in front of him. It was much like she were bowing to him. “Well, since you made the offer I’ll plan the time. So unless you want me to force you to go back to sleep in my bedroom, then there is no time like the present. That is if you are feeling alright.” With that she insisted on helping him off of the couch. Same as last night, it wasn’t hard for him to pull him, what a surprise from a human girl. What else would she use those defined muscles for though? “Or you can rest right now, I’ll make you breakfast and then we can go.” Surprisingly she found herself hugging on to him. It was a gentle hug unlike the one she’d shared with Eli where she was gripping onto him in fear. This only reminded her of the differences between the two boys. Then she thought of them as a shampoo bottle saying 2 in 1. For some reason she found that pretty funny, or was it rude? That wasn’t something she’d say out loud to him. Then she wondered how she had gotten there, hugging Elial that way. Nothing had been done or said but still her arms were around him. The feeling seemed unkind but she didn’t want to be the one to end it. |
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| CrimsonPhoenix88 | Jun 30 2008, 11:49 AM Post #29 |
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Elial's eyes widened. He hadn't realized that she would spring up so! Well, Kysse loved shopping more than he imagined, the man concluded. He laughed and nodded in agreement. "Present would be fine. I am feeling alright." But before he could manage another word, Kysse had hoisted him out of the bed and had her arms around him. He blinked, trying to compute all that had happened in about five seconds. She was definitely strong, yes, well she had to be considering she had dragged him into the taxi last night. Elial thanked her for the help, but decided it best to stand on his own and tried very hard to. He managed just fine and nodded. "Breakfast would be nice, but you do not have to make it. I can do just fine without it as well." He didn't want her straining herself more than she needed to either. The hug was quite comfortable and the prospect of her making breakfast meant that she had to let go of the hug. Elial could not decide what he wanted more. Breakfast or hugs. His stomach, however, decided for him and groaned a bit. Grinning sheepishly, he remarked, "I guess feeding two people is a lot harder than feeding only one person." |
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| -AmazedisGrace- | Jun 30 2008, 12:11 PM Post #30 |
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The sound of his stomach alarmed her but she ended up laughing. With her arms still around him she pulled away and smiled up at him. She wanted to pull herself to him again though; it had become something she craved, which made her blush. Shopping and cooking even, were slowly falling behind spending time with Elial. Today and last night ha changed her perspective on him. Some how he became someone she could turn to, not just a friend, but also someone she could confide in, but he also was the first person that made her wonder what kissing could be like. She wasn’t so naïve that she didn’t know what a kiss was, but she’d never had one to know what they felt like. At that thought she blushed once more and bit at her own lip. A simple breakfast would do, they each could make something and it would take little time. She knew he could. Eggs, bacon toast, which would be good. Or maybe whole wheat waffles! That was it, what she wanted. Somehow she managed to let go of him. Though she didn’t realize it until it happened her hand was in his again and she pulled him to the kitchen. “How do you feel about waffles?” Without his consent she started pulling out ingredients after taking her hand from his. Her bravery was surprising her more and more this morning but now she was once again cowering behind priorities and cooking. She got out measuring spoons, cups, and one mixing bowl. This recipe was one she had learned from Claude, though he didn’t cook ever. Once the syrup was soaked into the waffles they melted n your mouth but the whole wheat gave it the grainy texture that was the most wonderful part of them. |
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| CrimsonPhoenix88 | Jun 30 2008, 04:05 PM Post #31 |
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"Waffles are quite nice!" Elial exclaimed and made a noise of surprise when she took his hand and dragged him to the kitchen. Indeed they were on some sort of a whirlwind adventure. He could not imagine what it was like to be around Kysse all the time. Was she like this, or was it the interactions with humans that made her so? Or rather, metas. He smiled, watching her remove all the items from her various cuboards. How could he not? She seemed to happy to do it and pleased. Relaxed even. The worry of the day before seemed to just disappear. There was nothing to do but just get caught up in the action! And he didn't mind at all. Elial tried to help out, but decided eventually just to step aside a little until she had settled with all the ingredients that she needed. "I trust that you have the recipe in your mind then? Or do you often keep a cookbook around?" The young Englishman was very interested in how she operated the kitchen, even though he had been there on occasion, well, really Eli had but they were about the same right? |
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| -AmazedisGrace- | Jun 30 2008, 04:49 PM Post #32 |
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As she paused to think about the recipe she nodded to his question. Yes, she memorized most of her recipes as best she could, but she did have little cards of recipes in a cabinet. That was how she liked it too, and she’d keep it that way. After dumping several ingredients into the mixing bowl she pushed it into his arms. “Help out.” With that she plopped a spoon into the bowl and ran of to dig through her kitchen. It wasn’t hard to make waffles, nothing had to rise or cook too long. She even had a waffle iron that flipped so that it cooked both sides perfectly. Waffles were extremely messy though. As she dug through cabinet after cabinet she began to worry that she lost it. Until she found it in the very back of one of the cabinets she had searched in already. Setting it on the counter she looked it over then plugged it in. Maybe she should change into some clothes now? She thought about it for a second and then decided she wouldn’t really get anything on her outfit. “I’m going to go change, if you want any tea or coffee there is a coffee maker in the cupboard above the microwave and a tea kettle above the stove.” She didn’t wait until she was finished to walk into her room. Quickly she looked through all of her clothes. What would she wear? Oddly enough she wondered what Elial would like to see her in. That was odd, she never really aimed to impress before, except of course at a dance or club. Then she realized she didn’t know what he liked. That made the choice even more difficult. The night before he mentioned that her eyes were beautiful, maybe that meant he liked them, therefore, wear something that would help her eyes stick out, not that hey needed much help. For today she would wear a plain blue shirt, that wasn’t extremely descriptive. Though the dress was a little dressier she wore it with a pair of jean shorts and then slid on some flats. In no time at all she came back, and displayed her outfit for him. “How do I look?” Before hearing an answer she walked to the waffle iron and declared it to be ready if the mixture was mixed. She opened it and took her can of spray oil and coated the hot metal lightly. ((Shirt & Shorts.)) |
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| CrimsonPhoenix88 | Jun 30 2008, 06:07 PM Post #33 |
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Elial was a bit startled when she shoved the bowl into his arms, but he quickly took over. Stirring was pretty much easy. It was one of the first things he had mastered. In fact, he preferred to whip and stir and fold with a wooden spoon than with an electric beater. Smiling as he worked, he hummed a little...a tune that he remembered from somewhere far away. Time seemed to stand still for a moment as the mixture was done and he stood there in the sunny kitchen. Where had he heard that tune from? It was...melancholy...and yet so beautiful. Images began to flash through his mind. A golden locket with an image inside he couldn't see because of a glare, leaves falling, a music box playing that tune...and her smile...first her smile, and then her blue eyes...Hands holding out a flower of most unusual colour and petals. It appeared so surreal...star-shaped almost and covered in dew. The same blue... "What do you think? A real catch right?" Sweet and bubbly. Giggling. "Yes, certainly. A lovely flower indeed." Deeper, warmer, like smokey wood. Elial's eyes were clouded over, lost in the images as they spoke to him. Hands reached out, familiar ones, and took the flower from her, twirling it a bit before setting it in her hair. How peculiar that the whole scene was black and white except for her eyes and those petals. "How do I look?" she laughed. Elial blinked, standing there holding the bowl of mix and finally taking Kysse into focus. He saw her very cute outfit and smiled, shaking the images from his mind, though the blue seemed to stick there. How familiar she was. The same sort of beautiful. Almost the exact same blue. "Very nice," Elial commented shyly. He held up the bowl. "It is complete." ((Suuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuper cute! I love shirts like that. XD)) |
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| -AmazedisGrace- | Jun 30 2008, 06:27 PM Post #34 |
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((XD me too! I’ve never really owned one, but I want one!)) With a coy smile she took the bowl from him. Opening the waffle iron was easy and she poured the batter onto the metal. In minutes she flipped it. For the moment she concentrated on making the waffles. They were quick to go in and even faster to come out. Had she not done them so quickly she would have asked him if he wanted to do any. Instead she finished off the batter. In the entire recipe made only six, though that was a lot for two people. Kysse was hoping that Rizel might come in, in time for them all to eat together, but that was unlikely. It seemed her companion was out rollerblading, as she did a lot lately. “You can sit at the dining table.” The serving plate was covered in all six pancakes and Kysse moved them to the table. She didn’t stay there for long. Instead she made her way to the refrigerator and got out a half gallon of milk, the syrup and juggled two glasses and two plates in her arms. With smarts like hers she sure came up with bad ideas. Somehow she managed to get to the table without breaking anything. Then she had to run back to get a fork and knife for each of them. Setting everything out she poked two waffles and slid them onto his plate, but only gave herself one. These waffles filled her quickly and she didn’t want to stuff herself. She didn’t quite know what to say to start a new conversation. Instead she began eating after pouring some syrup on her waffle. |
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| CrimsonPhoenix88 | Jun 30 2008, 07:20 PM Post #35 |
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Elial obediently went to sit at the table and waited patiently even though he really did want to help her carry things to the table. He sat there and surveyed the room again, trying hard not to think about the images that had just gone through his mind. What could they possibly mean? Of course he knew that they probably had something to do with Eli and his past, but what else? It seemed like every time he got a lead, something went down. Jeeze, for not wanting to think about it he sure was doing a lot of it. Just then the delectable smell of morning breakfast came. Waffles. Delicious. He was amazed at how fast they had cooked and was so pleased that Kysse set them in front of him that all worries melted away for that moment. He took up the syrup bottle and poured a lot on, smiling. "Cheers!" he exclaimed, digging in and managing to take out a whole waffle in grace before Kysse even probably had an idea of what was going on. Eliail was performing his magic trick again where he took in a lot of food without seeming to. Suddenly, his fork dropped from his hand and he gripped his arm. "Agh.." the young man grimaced, and looked directly at where his hand was over. Removing it slowly he saw a large bruise had formed there and suddenly Elial wondered what other bruises he probably had. There were a few scratches here and there, but for the most part, he had appeared to be fine. Sighing, he gave a smile at Kysse and shook his head. He didn't want her to worry a bout it. "It's nothing. Just a scratch." As he picked up the fork again and turned it to pick up another waffle slice the bracelet on his wrist jingled a bit and glinted bright rays in his eyes, illuminating them from a deep crimson to a brighter red. He was used to the light shining in his eyes and so he didn't think twice about it. Elial hoped that the glare wouldn't upset Kysse. |
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| -AmazedisGrace- | Jun 30 2008, 07:49 PM Post #36 |
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Eating never took long, especially when she ate with Elial. His pain made her lower her head. She felt awful that he was still hurting. After they finished she would make him go back and rest. She didn’t want him to be hurting the way he was. She continued eating even with lowered spirits. It couldn’t be helped, she could only think about how he must feel and what it must be like. Bruises and scratches were the only memory of her past, at least before leaving home. Because of that she felt sympathy for him, which was the exact reason she never told anyone of her past. The glint woke her from her memories as she shielded her eyes. What was that? Looking around she looked for the source of light. Then seeing it being emitted from Elials direction she looked at it. She couldn’t quite remember getting a good look at that or even noticing it before. “What is that?” It didn’t take long for her plate to be cleaned. As expected her stomach was filled. Taking her plate to the sink she set it in and let water run over it, rinsing it clean. She returned to the table and sat down. She wasn’t waiting on him and hoped he wouldn’t rush himself on her account. |
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| CrimsonPhoenix88 | Jul 1 2008, 12:28 AM Post #37 |
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No rushing was involved at all, for when Kysse returned to the table, the rest of the waffles were gone! And it certainly appeared as though there were no signs of a struggle at all. Elial smiled pleasantly, completely clean, as was his plate, and nodded to her in a thankful manner. "That was quite delicious. Thank you." At her question, he glanced down at the bracelet and then held it up for her to see. The engraving was unmistakable. The silver bracelet, beautiful in design, winked "forever" at Kysse. The silver metal was lined with gold and green trim. A steady leaf design patterned itself so that it was barely noticeable and for a clasp to the band, a green leaf itself, not very much unlike that of the mythical Lord of the Rings trilogy. "It was a gift from my mother," Elial explained, lifting his arm so that she could see it. The sunlight not only illuminated the bracelet clearly, but also the wounds on his forearm and the tattoo. "She gave it to me before she died. I was about sixteen. Those armlets that helped protect us last night were spurn from this bracelet...you know, it is funny, but sometimes I feel as though she's still here, watching over me." Elial almost got a distant look just staring into the glare of the elegant piece of jewelry. "I miss her...She was always on my side." He looked up and smiled at Kysse. "But I am quite sure she would not wish for me to mope about! We should get going. What do you think?" |
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| -AmazedisGrace- | Jul 1 2008, 01:24 AM Post #38 |
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When she sat down she realized the table was clean of all the waffles and stared at him in surprise. As he told his story she relaxed her face. His mother had died? If only hers had shared such a fate. He must have loved her though, to miss her, and for her to have been by his side. What was it like to have a real mother that cared for you? Pushing the thoughts from her mind she grabbed his plate and the serving plate from the table. As if she too had lost her focus she walked to the sink and stood there a while. Though she wanted to push those memories away but she just couldn’t. It was her fault for asking but he didn’t know. As she had done with her plate, she rinsed the other two off as well. The water ran longer than before and she just watched it. Remembering that he could see her she shut off the water and made her way back to him. Unlike what he said, she wouldn’t let him go anywhere when he was still in pain. “Elial, I don’t think you’re well enough. I … I don’t want to risk your health.” She leaned down so that their faces were at equal heights. Something in her eyes was a plea and she hoped that her eyes were dry though they didn’t feel that way. Her hand was held out to receive his. With it she would take him back to her room, or even to the couch. “I would love to take you shopping, but that can wait until you really are better.” She reached down and took his hand again. The comfort of his hand was familiar, though at the same time it wasn’t. The care of a single touch was good in a world full of harsh and bitter actions. That warmth she felt in her hand made her smile return. Her concern for him was still what she was thinking most of, hoping that would drive her past away from thoughts. |
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| CrimsonPhoenix88 | Jul 1 2008, 10:20 AM Post #39 |
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Elial took her hand just as well, enjoying the feel of it again. His face lit up at the memory of all the things they had shared just recently, even though most of them involved them almost being killed. He had to laugh that off. They were alive, weren't they? Maybe the sunshine was getting to him, but he couldn't help but be happy. So at her dismay, he didn't know what else to do but pout. He had only used this technique once or twice, so it took a bit of effort to produce it, but he thought it was appropriate for this situation. "Must we? I feel a lot better! No worries. It will be boring just sitting around for you! I think we should get out. I will be fine! Though maybe a quick shower would make me feel better." He didn't want to impose, but felt like he was a dirty mongrel, especially for having slept in her bed with his dirty clothes. He smiled sheepishly. It wasn't like he'd magically have new clothes to change into, so they'd still be dirty, but at least Elial would feel better about the situation. Thinking about it some more, the young man realized that in the shower he'd also be able to see what kind of wounds he received and really check on their condition. "Plllllleaaaaaaase?" |
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| -AmazedisGrace- | Jul 1 2008, 11:00 AM Post #40 |
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This was a bit odd. She hadn’t known Elial to be that way and at his pout she was even more surprised. So much so that she let out a tiny gasp and straightened her back. Their hands were still locked but she let his go. He was going to shower in her shower? Some how she managed to not blush but nodded sheepishly. Of course he could use her things, that was why she let him stay here, so that he wouldn’t have to do anything but rest. Plus she got to shower last night. “Yes, you can take a shower; I don’t have any clothes you could wear… unless.” After thinking and shaking her head she continued, “Um, what was I saying? Oh, bathroom’s in here.” She led the way through her room to the bathroom. It wasn’t a hard room to find and he probably knew where it was already. It wasn’t so clean so she rushed around picking up her clothes that she had left in there last night. That could have been embarrassing. There was a clothes hamper where she threw her under garments but the dress would have to be repaired and dry-cleaned so she just hung it up. “If you wanted I could find some clothes, I might have an outfit but it’d be Claude’s… I doubt he’d care if you wore them.” This statement could have made a bad situation out of nothing; she could have packed one of his outfits on accident. But it could have made them sound like an incest couple, which they definitely weren’t. Aside from that, Claude wore pretty sharp clothing and Kysse did want to see Elial in something like that. Nothing could stop her from noticing a man dressed sharply, that’s how she could pick her dad out from a crowd. She stepped out of the bathroom to allow him to go in by himself. “If you need anything, just tell me ok?” |
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