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Post by Fascia on Feb 2, 2005 16:28:28 GMT -5
"Sure."
He walks ahead of me, out of the laundry room and I can't help but admire each movement of his smooth, muscular body... His neck is long, I follow it's curve up to the bottom of his long, pointed elvish ear...
I think that I am the one that needs to take the shower, and not a nice hot one either.
I clear my throat and sit on the couch in the livingroom, looking over at Illidan, who has fallen asleep on a couch pillow that had been left on the floor.
"It's a bit warmer in here, huh?"
Smalltalk, wonderful. I am a boiling pot of adult female hormones and I have to try to focus my mind on smalltalk.#nosmileys
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Post by Hatake Kakashi on Feb 2, 2005 16:34:47 GMT -5
"Ya," Kakashi stretches, then scratches his head, messing up his long blonde hair, "Much nicer." He kneels down, smiling, and carefully moes the sleeping Illidan, couch pillow and all, onto the couch so he's off the floor. "I'll have to check the insolation to make sure there's no drafts. We wouldn't want Illidan to catch a cold."
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Post by Fascia on Feb 2, 2005 16:39:50 GMT -5
"Yeah, that's a good idea."
Smalltalk.
My mind doesn't seem to want to make small talk. It doesn't want to think about anything but the way his hair falls over his pale, smooth skin... about how it would tickle if he were leaned over me, his hair brushing my own skin...
I stand up and walk to the kitchen.
"Want a drink of water? I'm going to have a drink of water. Want one?"
I pour myself a glass of water and drink it quickly.
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Post by Hatake Kakashi on Feb 2, 2005 16:43:22 GMT -5
"Sure, just second." Kakashi stands up and walks to the bedroon from a moment. When he comes back he has a pair of tight jeans on up still not shirt. He walk into the kitchen and leans against the counter. "Do you think we should put up some new wallpaper in the living room? Something... brighter?"
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Post by Fascia on Feb 2, 2005 16:47:24 GMT -5
"Brighter?" I gulp down some more water and pour another glass for myself and one for Kakashi.
"Um... yeah, sure, why not? Brighter's good."
I can almost feel the heat radiating off of his skin from this distance, if I were an ice cube, I think I'd melt. And he smells like... pine needles.
I set my glass down on the counter, a little harder than I had intended, and pace around a little bit.
"I.. I've never done any wall papering. I hear it's ... hard."
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Post by Zinn on Feb 2, 2005 16:49:50 GMT -5
Zinn nibbles on a ginger snap and watches the Star Trek episode with Wyrm, Pierre, and Snowflake. She lies on her stomach and leans up with her elbows. It's so nice not having to worry about missiles or dragons liquifying or incinerating her momentarily. She feels guilty that she isn't doing more for the movement though.
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Post by Hatake Kakashi on Feb 2, 2005 16:52:42 GMT -5
Kakashi shrugs, "Well I never have either and I suppose it's tough to do but this is going to be our home. We should do some work on it, make it our's you know?" Kakashi takes his glass of water and takes a long drink of the cool water.
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Post by Raz Nili Ze'ev on Feb 2, 2005 16:53:53 GMT -5
My name is Major Raz Nili Ze'ev of the Israeli nationalist group Hagana. This is my friend, Chaya. I would like to ask your group's assistance in locating my collegue Ezra Weil. He has been captured by Red Infinity," Raz states in a businesslike manner. She stands militarily straight, and looks Xavier right in the eyes. Some people might find it unnerving.
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Post by Fascia on Feb 2, 2005 16:58:34 GMT -5
"That's true."
I stop pacing and lean against the counter opposite of Kakashi, facing him for a moment. Why am I the only one that gets so sexually frustrated? Why is he so cool and calm all of the time? It could be that I don't excite him the way that he excites me. Or I guess it could be that shinobi stuff... well, whatever it is... it sucks!
I let out a sigh and set my head down on the counter for a second. I can't handle this. I just need release. He shouldn't be allowed to walk around the house like that.
"Do you think that you could watch Illidan while he sleeps? I'm going to go to my room to... take a nap."
Yeah, that's it... take a nap.
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Post by Hatake Kakashi on Feb 2, 2005 17:07:11 GMT -5
Kakashi is silent for a moment, his mouth twitching. Suddenly he is right in front of Fascia, his right hand pressed against the wall, blocking her path. His breathing is quick and he looks like he might cry. "Am I so repulsive? Is there something wrong with me? I try everything I can think of to look good and all you want to do is have a nap?! I... I thought that you thought I looked good. What am I doing wrong?"
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Post by Andrew Kasher on Feb 2, 2005 17:07:34 GMT -5
After the Satsujin incident, Andrew returned to Helsinki. He returned to school, and attended his usual classes. He practiced playing the cello part for Stravinsky's piece, 'The Firebird,' just in case the song got unbanned at some point during his lifetime. He had a vision about the head of Trotsky in a box. Then again, that could have been a dream. He wasn't sure. Overall, Andrew just went through the normal motions of life.
After another normal day, he returned to his apartment. After a slow, solitary dinner of stir fried vegitables and tea, he decided that it would be a good time to resume revolutionary activity. He was avoiding things... For some reason, being around the people in his visions makes them more frequent. It makes things hard. He never got to finish that discussion with Helene about learning to control his powers better.
Andrew feels terribly lonely. He feels like he can't connect properly with people. He tried to go on a blind date with some guy from the tech department at school. It didn't go well. It is very hard to have a pleasant evening with someone when you know they are going to turn up dead in a ditch on the side of the road next week. He knows that everyone dies, but it still makes things uncomfortable. Also, his date kept making that stupid pun about blind dating. It irritated him to no end, but he was too shy to do anything but blush. When he finally did manage to complain, his date pinched his cheek and said he was 'cute'. That also irritated Andrew. He doesn't like that everyone assumes that just because he is shy and a little sensitive, that he is some sort of submissive little boy. It pisses him off. He quietly excused himself halfway through the meal and went home.
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Post by Xavier Jaures on Feb 2, 2005 17:09:08 GMT -5
"We can help. My friend Phillipe is still at a socialist meeting at the moment. If you like, we could meet with him about this." Xavier replies. "La Resistance has been hit hard by the Bloodspeakers over the last several months. There are not many of us left, but, Phillipe should be able to help. He has an amazing network of connections."
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Post by Fascia on Feb 2, 2005 17:12:57 GMT -5
Why are male elves so confusing...?
I am surprized, to say the least, but the surprize only lasts a moment. Then I reach out and grab the front belt loops on his tight jeans and pull him roughly toward me. My kisses are passionate and desperate, leaving barely room for breathing, let alone small talk.
My lips are ravenous beasts, hungry after so long a fast...
I suddenly break off kissing him and push him away a few inches.
"Come to bed with me."
It is a mixture between a question and a command, my eyes plead wildly, my hands are almost shaking where they still rest on his hip bones.#nosmileys
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Post by Hatake Kakashi on Feb 2, 2005 17:17:42 GMT -5
No the responce he excepted at all, but a much more favorable one. Kakashi scoops Fascia up in his arms and d**n near runs out of the kitchen to the bedroom, bearly remembering to be very quiet so as not to awaken Illidan from his nap.
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Post by Soren on Feb 2, 2005 17:20:06 GMT -5
Soren spends some time with Sophia, but, throughout it he is fighting with himself. He shouldn't make such a big deal of his feelings for her, but he is uncomfortable giving her any importance in his life. Nothing really matters. Girls are girls. People are people. And in the end, everything is destroyed.
So what does it mean for those who exist in the meantime between destructions? How do you live your live when you are just an intermission between two orders.
Soren explains his trolleys once again and even gives a demonstration of how he puts them together. When he is done, he kisses her, then, sends her away.
He heads to Helsinki, he hasn't been there for the longest time. There must be some rebels he can annoy. He is aware of how he annoys them, but, that is just how people experience the acidic anti truth serum.
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