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Post by Stephen Christiansen on Dec 13, 2004 22:41:01 GMT -5
He had no clue where he was going, but was determined to get there none the less...
Stephen had seen a report on Red Infinity news stating that a group called 'Last Wave' was hiding out in the area, and he was determined to find them...
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Post by Spirit of Autumn on Dec 13, 2004 22:41:57 GMT -5
"A massage...I don't normally allow people to touch me. Maybe we could build a large fire instead."
I leave the path and travel into the forest. I find an area with ample branches and some stumps to sit on.
I make a large brush pile and turn to him.
"Do your thing..."
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Post by Peter "The Owl" on Dec 13, 2004 22:43:57 GMT -5
This was insane... but Peter couldn't help himself. He opens his eyes slightly and leans his head closer, kissing Hope's cheeks, wiping away her tears.
Pausing, he just looks at her for a moment then reaches up with his right hand and brushes her hair gently, brushing it back behind her ear. He opens his mouth, then closes it again. He can't think of anything to say.
He tries again to say something but just leans in and kisses Hope once more.
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Post by Damien Fireheart on Dec 13, 2004 22:45:00 GMT -5
Damien laughs as he nears the pile.
"Didn't think you would like that one anyway."
The pile instantly combusts, a warm wave of air making its way around them.
"There. Much better."
Damien pulls a fallen tree trunk towards the fire and sits upon it, taking in the heat.
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Post by Hope98 on Dec 13, 2004 22:47:49 GMT -5
This is much more spontaneous than I normally am. It seems very wrong, making out with a man in my dead boyfriend's father's house.
I push Peter against the wall, taking a moment to examine the intricate red and black wall paper design before kissing his neck.
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Post by Spirit of Autumn on Dec 13, 2004 22:50:16 GMT -5
"The winter solstice is coming soon. Maybe we could celebrate it together. I normally light candles to symbolize the return of light, build a large fire, and exchange a gift."
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Post by Peter "The Owl" on Dec 13, 2004 22:53:05 GMT -5
Peter pants slightly. Oh god, he can feel his heart beating, feel his blood rushing, feel the heat in his skin, the sweat that's starting to gather on his skin. So much rushing back to him. God, seven years without even feeling his real heart beating.
The former Hunter inhales sharply as Hope kisses his neck. It felt like the first rush of air after holding his breath for seven years. His back hurts a little, Hope was alot stronger then he thought, but that thought drifted across his mind like a breeze and was gone again.
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Post by Hope98 on Dec 13, 2004 22:59:26 GMT -5
I kiss up his neck towards his ear and nibble at his lobe. I enjoy all of this. I like to have someone to command. With Calithin, things were a power struggle. My love for him was a battle against both him and myself.
But Peter just stands there. He does not resist or fight or fight me. And without a struggle, I feel I can mow him over, take him or make him whatever I want him to do or be.
I wrap my arms around his neck and press by body against his as I lick his ear. He is pinned against that wallpapering, with the little black roses on a field of red. Such an interesting design.
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Post by Damien Fireheart on Dec 13, 2004 23:00:16 GMT -5
Damien smiles as he watches the flames lick at the wood.
"That would be fun. Thank you for thinking to include me in that."
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Post by Spirit of Autumn on Dec 13, 2004 23:02:58 GMT -5
"You are a friend, and I would be happy to spend time with you." I say as I watch the fire dance.
"Tell me something about yourself. Something I don't already know." I tell him. My voice has the timbre of an old woman's. I carries with it pain, isolation, warmth, and wisdom.
It is a voice suiting for autumn.
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Post by Linda ~ Death's Symphony on Dec 13, 2004 23:06:38 GMT -5
I started to explore the rest of the castle. Very spooky. I looked around nerouvsly. I suddenly hread a bang downstairs. I immeidatly jump. (Actually Hope pinning Peter to the wall) "What was that?" i asked as I headed toward a balchony.
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Post by Peter "The Owl" on Dec 13, 2004 23:10:05 GMT -5
Peter gasps when Hoe presses against him and stifles a cry when she licks his ear. This was so strange. He felt helpless, and in all reality was probably was, but he couldn't make himself do anything.
He smells peaches. He opens his eyes to see, through glasses that had begun to fog up, that Hope's hair is pressed against his face. Must be her shampoo. He'd always loved the smell of peaches.
This was like a dream or something... he was enjoying it but he didn't seem to have any control over the actions he took. Peter puts his arms around Hope, holding her, one arm across her back, the hand of his other arm on the back of her head. She really was soft. Odd that that was the sensation he always came back to and ironic considering she was an android.
But right now, Peter couldn't think of her as an android. She was a girl. A girl had never done anything like this to him before. His only guess as to how to respond was from books and manga...
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Post by Hope98 on Dec 13, 2004 23:14:17 GMT -5
I finally pull away and return to stand by the fire.
"I feel better now. I am going to look for Linda and for a room to sleep in. It is good to shut down every so often. Will you watch me while I am deactivated?"
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Post by Damien Fireheart on Dec 13, 2004 23:14:29 GMT -5
"Something you don't already know?"
Damien watches the flame, then suddenly has the same vision, but this time seeing the match put to the liquid, flames leaping up the side of the building. The flames in the vision blend back into the flames he was staring at. He shakes it off.
"Hmm. I don't know. I can't remember much before I joined Red Infinity, and shortly after that I met you... But..."
The same vision repeated through his mind, but he regained his composure halfway through. He continues speaking as if his mind were elswhere.
"I... think I was an arsonist... when..."
Damien shakes his head.
"Whatever. What about you?"
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Post by Linda ~ Death's Symphony on Dec 13, 2004 23:16:18 GMT -5
I get to the balchony which was veiwing the big room with the books. "Oh hi guys!" I said from the balchony. They both looked flush. I wondered what happened.
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