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Post by Emilian Sota on Jan 18, 2008 20:42:06 GMT -5
Emilian smiled bitterly at her assertion that everything would work out, there was nothing inside of him that believed that it would ever work out between him and Michael, especially not how he wanted it to. He watched her dress through his eyelashes, though it was far from sexual in nature. When she was in front of him he looked up into her eyes, wondering if she had any idea that he could never fall in love with her as she wished the knight and princess to do, for the knight's heart was already taken. "I wouldn't expect any less from you," he said, then stood and took her chin, giving her a light kiss.
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Adara Snow
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Post by Adara Snow on Jan 18, 2008 20:53:45 GMT -5
It was a far better response than the last time she'd tried to comfort him. A kiss was infinitely preferable to watching him walk away without a word. When the kiss had ended, Adara looked up at Emilian, wondering at the things he hadn't said. But there was nothing she could do other than let him learn to trust her and wait for him to say more. "You will find me again?" she asked at last. "When you want to have sex?"
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Post by Emilian Sota on Jan 18, 2008 21:00:09 GMT -5
Emilian couldn't help but laugh at her last question, "Yes, I'll find you. Of course, that's not saying you can't, attack me in the halls or something when you see me," he said with a grin. He couldn't imagine her coming after him for sex the way he would go after her, but she had surprised him the past little while, so who was to say?
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Adara Snow
Ravenclaw
Alumna 2012; Head Girl
love me dead
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Post by Adara Snow on Jan 18, 2008 21:14:13 GMT -5
Emilian's smile was contagious, and Adara returned it, eyes glittering even as she blushed lightly at the idea of attacking him in the halls. Maybe she would try to. Maybe. Adara rose up on her toes and kissed Emilian once more before pulling back. She would see him again. Her smile widened into an uncontrollable grin, her attempts to repress it only darkening the blush on her cheeks. "Well, then...goodbye, Emilian." She picked up her bookbag, then turned to leave as quickly and gracefully as she could manage.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Jan 18, 2008 21:17:33 GMT -5
Emilian watched her leave, the smile staying on his face for a few minutes after she was gone from the door. He pulled on his shirt and lay back down on the bed, looking up at the fabric that made up the canopy. Thoughts of Michael and Adara fought for dominance in his mind. He lay there for a long time, until he couldn't take the stillness any longer and he finally left the room to wander the halls.
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