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Post by Ashen on Aug 8, 2004 5:10:24 GMT -5
Ash gets up and goes to his little kitchenette and fixs some tea. He uses tea leaves and prepares it professionally. He walks back over to Fei with some tea cups and a big pot of tea. The tea pot glitters and has golden scroll work along the edges of it face. The cups have blue dragons entwining them at the mouth of the cup. At bottom of the cup, beautifully worked three toed, clawed, legs work as the base.
"I haven't had guests in so long. And usually the ones that come, just want a book to read. You intreig me, Fei, was it?"
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Aug 8, 2004 5:10:35 GMT -5
This is an uncomfortable topic, but Bassarov proceeds anyway.
"When I first met you, I thought it good that we got along and was flattered by your endless devotion to me. It was very platonic. I suppose over time I have grown to care about you more than just an assistant. How could I not? You are always at my side helping me."
Bassarov sits beside her, and holds her hand.
"I just shrugged it off, since I do fall for people rather easily, but I think that the feeling is not lessening. That is not good, since it only builds tension between us....and makes my life more complex."
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Post by Fei Fong Wong on Aug 8, 2004 5:13:43 GMT -5
"Yes, that is my name." I say.
I examine the artwork on the teacup before drinking deeply.
"Who did these? They are quite skilled."
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Aug 8, 2004 5:13:51 GMT -5
I am warmed by Bassarov's grop on my hand, but... "Oh... I thought you already had others... I... I'm sorry if I've offended you with my selfishness..." I say slowly.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Aug 8, 2004 5:16:51 GMT -5
"I do. And I don't want to hurt you. I am not as loyal as you are and am not at a point where I can give up as much as you have. I am sorry, that is just how it is."
Bassarov strokes her fingers gently.
"I often find that I am involved with more than one lover in my life. This is a vice of mine. You know that."
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Aug 8, 2004 5:19:14 GMT -5
"Yes, I know... As I understand it that's why you and Misha are seperated at the moment... I...... I... I'm sorry for causing this. I guess I am human after a fasion after all..." Bassarov's touch intrigues me, and warms me further, making this all the more difficult.
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Post by Ashen on Aug 8, 2004 5:19:57 GMT -5
"Oh, the tea cups? They were made for me by Damascus, mind that this was long before he was even touched by Louhi, that happened only a few years ago. I finished the set by making the pot, but I fear that books only took me so far in the arts of pottery. I love to paint though, and I have quite a collection in my bathroom for long term guests to enjoy. I do love to paint, but I'm not that good and I've been riddiculed for it quite a bit by everyone else."
He blinks and looks at Fei, then smiles warmly at him.
"Oh, I'm sorry I do go on."
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Post by Fei Fong Wong on Aug 8, 2004 5:22:58 GMT -5
I smile faintly.
"I am something of a painter myself. I would like to see your paintings."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Aug 8, 2004 5:24:06 GMT -5
"It is my fault not yours. It is just who I am. I do care for you, but it is my vice to get entangled in messy relationships. You either accept that, or reject that."
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Aug 8, 2004 5:27:52 GMT -5
"I..... I can accept that." I say somewhat shakily. "I am not worried... I... Just...." I find it hard to speak. My grip on Bassarov's hand tightens.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Aug 8, 2004 5:29:52 GMT -5
Bassarov bends to kiss Zero, there are few that would accept this about him, but, things could change.
He puts his arm around her and gently kisses her lips.
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Aug 8, 2004 5:31:37 GMT -5
I kiss Bassarov in return. "Mmmm." My breath deepens and quickens in response as I wrap my other arm around his body.
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Post by Ashen on Aug 8, 2004 5:31:51 GMT -5
"Alright, anything to make a guest welcome and stay longer."
Ashen walks to the bathroom and brings out a painting of a dragon.
It has beautiful sapphire scales, with eyes like blue gemstones. Its shoulders and thighs are muscular and tense, giving the painting the illusion of movement. It body is nothing but smooth curves and it's wings are streched out, strong and powerful. It's mouth is open, giving the effect of a roar. It's teeth are sharp and bone white. From head to along it's back, to the end of it's powerful tail, graceful frails run along it's length. It stands on a piece fo jutting out cliff face over a beautiful canyon at sunset.
"I tried, but since I've actually seen myself before, its hard to make myself look good."
He rubs his neck and laughs weakly, he holds out the picture for Fei to take.
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Post by Fei Fong Wong on Aug 8, 2004 5:33:43 GMT -5
I trace my hand across the painting carefully, feeling the indivdual brush strokes that went into it.
"This is rather good." I say. "You don't give yourself enough credit."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Aug 8, 2004 5:34:00 GMT -5
He touches her hair kindly, pulling a black strand behind her ear. He kisses her along her chin bone and up toward her ear.
For someone who has no experience with men or love, she is a good kisser actually.
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