Axum
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Post by Axum on Apr 13, 2004 1:41:57 GMT -5
[looks at her in amazement
"wow, you are getting good at that", It has been a long time since i tasted your kiss" May I have one?"
[leans towards her]
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Apr 13, 2004 1:43:47 GMT -5
"Thanks, i really am glad that you say that. I just need to get things more in order. But I will. It is a long process."
Bassarov is not drenched, his white shirt adhered to his body by the cold spring rain.
"Tell me more about yourself. About your personal life or history."
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Post by Sayuka on Apr 13, 2004 1:48:28 GMT -5
[shadow=violet,left,300]It is raining out. It would be wisest to go inside. My clothes are already getting very wet, but it is nice to be alone. I try not to smile at his request. I always try to be serious and rational, but I have been those things too many long lonely years.[/shadow]
"Of course."
[shadow=violet,left,300]I sheath my sword and walk over to him. I put my hand on his shoulder and kiss his lips/[/shadow]
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Post by Axum on Apr 13, 2004 1:50:59 GMT -5
[leads her under the eaves of a roof]
[kisses her back]
"I have missed you for so long now. We are fianlly together, and i believe that the end of the Caps are near"
[kisses her again]
"without you it was hard to exist, but now we can live together, and we can live to fight another day".
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Post by Sephos on Apr 13, 2004 1:54:31 GMT -5
"I am your basic, run of the mill half angel/ half human that has something against the world and against society. My formative years are nothing to get excited over, they were pretty f'ucking lousy. I learned to rely on myself and after awhile of seeing what the world was like, I decided that Red Infinity was not the perfect answer to society's ills. I figured out what I believed, and came up with the opinion of a more pure communism. I have spent the rest of my angry, loner days writing poetry spouting the evils of the current state of affairs and the hope of a new way of doing things.
I like cats, cigarettes, red toenail polish, attractive intellegent women, and long walks on the beach. Anything else?"
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Post by Sayuka on Apr 13, 2004 1:57:42 GMT -5
[shadow=violet,left,300]I wrap my arms around his neck and deepen my kiss. There is so much work to be done. This world we have created must be unmade by the hands that built it...then rebuilt as we dreamt it to be. [/shadow]
"I love you. My heart has pined for you."
[shadow=violet,left,300]I knot his hair in my fingers and touch his ears.[/shadow]
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Post by Axum on Apr 13, 2004 1:59:13 GMT -5
"It is so close for us, And i have missed you so much". Our world will one day flourish the way we want it to" I love you.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Apr 13, 2004 2:00:23 GMT -5
"That about covers it. Well, I suppose I should walk back to the church and see what the rebels are up to. It was great talking to you."
Bassarov starts to walk back toward the church and the work that encumbers him daily.
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Post by Kisa Higurashi on Apr 13, 2004 2:03:38 GMT -5
(OOC: Goodnight everyone!)
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Post by Sephos on Apr 13, 2004 2:04:53 GMT -5
Bassarov leaves, and I decide to stay out in the rain rather than go back inside with all of the people. I climb up into a tree and watch the fat drops slide off of the leaves.
Mine is a lonely life, even surrounded by such a hoard as this, I am alone. I lean my head against the tree trunk and close my eyes. It is how it has always been, and how it will always be. My loneliness gives me focus, it keeps me from getting side tracked.
I reach a hand under my shirt and feel between my breasts, there a small jewel is lodged. I think of my father and the legacy he left me and spit on the ground. My spit intermingling with the raindrops, a thousand globs of spit rained down by a thousand angry inhabitants in the sky.
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Post by Sayuka on Apr 13, 2004 2:05:22 GMT -5
[shadow=violet,left,300]I push him against the white wall of the church. The rain makes my hair stink onto his face when I kiss him. I run my hands along his ribs and kiss his neck. I think about the years we spent fighting together during the revolution. There is a special bond between those who fight together. Between those whose lives are tried daily by the evils that mean to twart them. [/shadow]
"We can make this world anew..."
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Post by Axum on Apr 13, 2004 2:10:11 GMT -5
"We must get back now, They are probably wonderign where we are"
[kisses her again]
"I am just nto so sure that I wan't to stop, I am not sure that we will ever have another moment liek this again"
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Post by Sayuka on Apr 13, 2004 2:14:22 GMT -5
"They are all very busy. I doubt that they worry about those they hardly know."
[shadow=violet,left,300]I unbutton his shirt, and kiss his chest with kisses made wet from the pouring rain. Since my hair is all sticky anyway, I undo my pony tail and let down my raven black hair.[/shadow]
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Post by Axum on Apr 13, 2004 2:17:41 GMT -5
"Your right, they can wait a little longer", we may never be this way again, and I want us to have this memory as long as possible".
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Post by Sayuka on Apr 13, 2004 2:27:34 GMT -5
[shadow=violet,left,300]I press up agaist him, pinning him to the wall. I rub my long toned leg along his as I lick the rain from his chest. I hear thunder in the background. it pours harder then. Rain pelts my naked back. I press into him harder from warmth from the spring storm.[/shadow]
"Storms are made to be weathered, promising clear skies to the bold."
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