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Post by Chase Firebrand on Mar 30, 2008 13:39:48 GMT -5
There was only so much ignoring Chase could do. He turned his head to glare at Emilian. "You greedy bastard! Can't you just leave her the hell alone for like a minute? She's not yours, you heard her." He wanted to lob his pillow again, but wasn't all that sure he'd get it back this time.
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Mar 30, 2008 13:44:09 GMT -5
Her protective reflex made her get up putting her hand on Chase's shoulder, to keep him from doing anything irrational.
"It's okay Chase, just relax, you might hurt yourself." she said soothingly, her mind told her to move, but why should she? She wasn't doing anything wrong, she sent a glare at Emilian although Chase's comment caught her attention
"Then who do I belong to?" she asked him, angling her body so she can see both Chase and Emilian, unaware that her hand was still at his shoulder.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Mar 30, 2008 13:53:05 GMT -5
"Well she's sure as hell not yours, either, Firebrand," Emilian said at the same time Lucretia touched Chase's shoulder. "I was under the impression that girls don't belong to anyone, something about they're not property?" He had heard that argument before, even though when he thought of Adara his eyes turned icy, she was his, and only his. Even so, he was interested in his answer.
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Post by Chase Firebrand on Mar 30, 2008 14:20:11 GMT -5
Chase clenched his jaw until his teeth ached, the glare he sent Emilian setting his eyes aflame, even if Storm had asked the million galleon question. "I didn't say she was mine," he ground out. It didn't matter that he felt like he had some claim on her, even after all this time, after all that had happened. No one needed to know that but him. Chase forced himself to try and relax, to just feel the light pressure of Storm's hand against his good shoulder when that moment of tension had sent all his wounds burning. "You're not mine," he told her.
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Mar 30, 2008 14:32:09 GMT -5
Her hand felt ice cold against his warm shoulder, she pulled back her finger slightly tingling as she hid them in the sleeves of her robes.
“No, but…” she trailed off not wanting to finish her sentence, in the back of her head she wanted him to. She wanted him to have a special claim on her, and emotionally he did, whether he knew it or not.
“… the problem is not the claim, but the reason for it.” she finished covering up what she was really thinking. She was unaware of the fact that she was biting down hard on her lower lip.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Mar 30, 2008 14:43:04 GMT -5
Emilian watched Chase, wishing he had his wand, which he still didn't know where it was. Chase was just distracted enough to where Emilian could have done anything he wanted. He looked down at his hand then, staring at the scaring tissue, "Come, Lucretia, you can find someone to claim you that doesn't have such anger and loyalty issues."
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Post by Chase Firebrand on Mar 30, 2008 15:08:07 GMT -5
Chase swung his gaze back to Emilian. "Well you obviously don't mean yourself," he scoffed. "From what I hear, you can't hold yourself to one gender, let alone one girl, but then, maybe your anger issues are more about jealousy." Chase turned his attention dismissively away from Emilian back to Storm, his annoyance tightly leashed. He wanted her to say that Emilian was a bastard, that he--Chase--was the better man. He wanted to know that Emilian hadn't meant any more to her than she'd said. But there was no way in hell he'd ask. Especially with Emilian listening. Still, the questions swirled in the red-brown of his eyes as he looked at her.
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Mar 30, 2008 15:28:45 GMT -5
Could she admit such a thing, that one was better than the other, she still had a bitter taste in her mouth from the comments thrown from Emilian. For her Chase was better, her feeling for him ran much deeper than Emilian's ever could. She didn’t need to voice this, it was already evident on her features. She had her arms crossed over her chest she didn’t want to say any more, couldn’t muster up her voice to talk over them, so instead would allow it, this was much more healthier than wands and was thankful that they were not present, but as guys she was sure they would find other means of attacking each other.
"Can't you children ever play nice." she mumbled clearly distracted by her thoughts.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Mar 30, 2008 15:43:11 GMT -5
"Now why should I limit myself to one gender when the other can be just as attractive?" Emilian had been asked questions before, had been provoked and insulted because of his choice, nothing Chase said could bother him on that front. "At least when I find a girl that cares about me I try to keep just to her." He tried, failed yes, but he had tried to keep himself from other girls and he felt a guilt for failing that he had the distinct impression Chase wouldn't have. "You know, if you're ever curious, I'd be glad to show you to the Room of Requirement," he said with a lopsided grin. It would never happen, but the look on Chase's face would be priceless.
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Post by Chase Firebrand on Mar 30, 2008 15:50:31 GMT -5
Chase didn't disappoint. The look of horrified disgust he shot Emilian was bone-deep. He told Emilian in no uncertain terms what he could do with his suggestion, then went on to the previous topic of conversation. "You haven't tried anything," he spat, "except moving in on girls that don't want anything to do with you. I should've done the world a favor and killed you when I had the chance." But no, Dru had been there, so he hadn't used the spell that, in retrospect, he should have.
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Mar 31, 2008 6:34:14 GMT -5
Storm sighed this was too far, as healthy as it was for them to just let it out, but the topic was getting a little awkward.
"Alright, alright, Chase why do you hate Emilian so much, what he did to Vannah was so long ago..." she said sure that eventually Emilian would be punished, but it shouldn't have come to this.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Mar 31, 2008 16:19:31 GMT -5
A chill went over Emilian and his grin faltered, knowing what Chase would say. He would mention Dru, and then Emilian was screwed, because Lucretia had warned him to not go after Dru. He barely heard whatever nonsense it was that Chase had said, but shot a glare at him before looking up to watch Lucretia.
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Post by Chase Firebrand on Mar 31, 2008 18:31:32 GMT -5
"Because I've seen it before, and it doesn't end til someone dies. At least this way it'll be the perverted bastard who goes instead of Vannah, or Dru, or whoever he tries it on next." Chase's eyes blazed, as though somehow he could simply hate Emilian to death. "Was it worth it? Was it worth whatever the hell you did to her in the forest? You ever touch Dru again and I swear I'll AK your ass faster than a Snitch from hell." Chase's chest rose and fell in sharp breaths, little restraining him to the bed beyond the sheer pain of movement and a whisper-thin promise to Dru.
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Mar 31, 2008 22:34:43 GMT -5
Storm turned to face Emilian, her eyes wide, she couldn't believe he would do it, but he did, and oddly she didn't care as much as she could. Her eyes stayed wide as realization dawned that what she felt for Dru, was no longer existent, but she couldn't say this out loud, instead she shook her head burying it in her hand.
"Emilian..." she hissed, her anger not coming from the fact of what he did to Dru, but rather the fact that he betrayed a girl Storm had never knew.
"And so that is the reason why you attacked, am I right?" she asked Chase, wondering if he would do the same for her if the same thing were to happen, she looked up at Chase, unaware that her eyes were asking the question for her.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Apr 1, 2008 15:17:04 GMT -5
"You don't have to worry about it, I wouldn't touch her again if I were paid to do it," Emilian spat. "She tasted horrible and smelled worse," he finished with a grimace. So it was a lie, but Chase didn't know that, and it would surely get a rise. "How you can actually enjoy touching her I'll never know." The reason he would never touch her again were completely different, it was Adara, he would stay away for Adara. But Chase had made his conversation with Adara even worse, and had scarred his face, Emilian was certain that the mark caused by dark magic would stay. And so he would do his best to antagonize Chase, his half a promise to Adara forgotten in the process.
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