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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 29, 2012 22:02:52 GMT -8
"any other questions jeopardy man?" She said laying back down and actually 'fluffing' his leg.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 29, 2012 22:04:14 GMT -8
"Why did you think I was dead?"
He asked after a minute.
"That hurts, to think you have so little faith in me."
Kinda.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 29, 2012 22:54:46 GMT -8
She turned to look at him. "Because, if I believed you were dead..." She leaned in and kissed his lips softly. "I wouldn't be tormented by the fact that every minute of every day, I had a debt to pay you and that I could not full-fill that debt until I was near you weighed me down. I'd rather know then wait to know nothing. I decided what would be best to propel me forward...and what not to hold me back. Selfish, I know, but true."
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 29, 2012 23:25:32 GMT -8
He let her kiss his lips and he waited until he was done.
"I see."
He paused.
"So then, you and Blaze?"
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 29, 2012 23:27:59 GMT -8
"What about us?" She said, her face staying neutral.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 29, 2012 23:31:47 GMT -8
"Still in love with him?"
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 29, 2012 23:32:20 GMT -8
"What if I said yes?" she raised a brow, a smile playing at her lips, although she seemed to be forcing it down.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 29, 2012 23:32:47 GMT -8
He just stared at her. Not even slightly amused.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 29, 2012 23:37:05 GMT -8
"No. I do not." She smiled lightly. "There are times I wonder if I ever was....I carry those for whom I shared 'connection' reminders of what I could have had or lost"
She pulled out the ring from her leotard and then motioned to the gold anklet. "From Blaze, from Gilgamesh, from Leon" She whispered as she pulled her short hair out of the way the best she could, and pulled down the back of her leotard to show a long gash scar in her back. She looked at him and smiled, putting her hand on her stomach and her other hand on top of that hand, fiddling with the ring. "from you"
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 29, 2012 23:54:22 GMT -8
He just kind of stared at her and at her stomach at the end of her explanation. It was hard to kind of register it. He jumped from jealousy to a more guarded feeling to a kind of understanding. But his heart melted at the end when she put her hand to her stomach. He moved his hand over hers.
"I love you."
He felt like he was getting to mushy.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 29, 2012 23:59:59 GMT -8
She just leaned forward and kissed him, pressing into him her hand going over his. She smirked lightly into the kiss nipping his lip.
"I thought we said we weren't going to do this now..."
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 30, 2012 0:02:50 GMT -8
"Do what?"
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 30, 2012 0:04:04 GMT -8
She just gripped him hard and pulled him against her, pressing her lips against his.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 30, 2012 0:10:57 GMT -8
He returned the kiss before pulling away.
"You're right, we are not doing this right here."
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 30, 2012 0:12:10 GMT -8
"Too late Mr.Pardo" she laughed and pushed him against the wall.
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