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Post by Hannah on Feb 19, 2006 20:57:36 GMT
"How..?" I asking. In shock I notice my voice is kind of hoarse (??). "I cannot do anything.. if they force me.."
I notice aswell, that there is not much space between us left. This should never have happened...
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Post by Jacky on Feb 19, 2006 21:01:29 GMT
"Then don't let them force you." I reply, letting my hand slide down from her shoulder to her arm so that she can move away - if she would chose to do so. She doesn't though.. and neither do I. I almost fully seem to forget what I was here for in the first place (convincing Faith to help me). The sight of her eyes.. her flawless face with those ruby lips.. I catch myself staring at her lips, and I quickly move my eyes back to hers.
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Post by Hannah on Feb 19, 2006 21:03:35 GMT
"How can I escape the Gods?" I ask him and swallow "They are more mighty then I will ever be in my entire.. life.."
I look away from him, not able to look at him any longer without getting wrong feelings. "I.. would love to help you.. I would do anything.. but my hands are bound.."
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Post by Jacky on Feb 19, 2006 21:07:28 GMT
"Faith.." My voice is no more than a whisper, and I move closer to her. Without really thinking about it I reach up to her cheek, which I stroke with my calloused thumb.. as she looks back I feel a pang of attraction surge through me again, but determination manages to outweight it (if not by little). So only just keeping myself from kissing her -Bloody hell, what am I thinking?- I manage to finish the message; "...you told me where the Pearl was now. You can do it again, aye? When I search for her?"
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Post by Hannah on Feb 19, 2006 21:11:55 GMT
I close my eyes for a moment and swallow hard when he touches my cheek. I miss this touch. I miss it more then anything in the world.. eventhough I know I will never be able to feel it more often..
"Even if I tell you.. do you think they will let you find her then..?"
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Post by Jacky on Feb 19, 2006 21:16:21 GMT
"..I suppose not." I admit. I have failed to take my hand away, which is now caressing the back of her neck slowly and softly as if it has a mind of its own.. a mind which refuses to listen to the rational part of me which is tell me to back off, and back off fast.
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Post by Hannah on Feb 19, 2006 21:17:51 GMT
I shiver a little when he keeps caressing my cheek but I do not back away. "Then.. how do you want me to help you?" I ask him and look into his eyes. At the moment I would do anything for him as long as it would help him.
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Post by Jacky on Feb 19, 2006 21:26:42 GMT
"Love.." I look at her eyes again and feel unable to look away anymore. I wanted to say tell me what's yet to come, but the words seem to have slipped my mind. Instead there's just her.. her ocean deep eyes, the sweet scent of her skin. The world seems to turn quite hazy around us, with Faith as the only clear centre of the storm. I move closer to her still, and I can practically feel her breath on my lips which makes it all so much harder to ignore. "....tell me to back away..?" I beg her in a hoarse whisper, because I certainly can't seem to do so by my own free will.
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Post by Hannah on Feb 20, 2006 10:45:48 GMT
I close my eyes when he comes closer, not able to back away nor able to say a word. I feel his hot breath on my lips.
Inside of me I can hear a voice scream to back away, to move so he cant do this, that he has a girl, that he is with Scarlett..
But there is another voice that tells me that this is probably the only chance I will ever be able to kiss him again..
Before I can actually finish that thought, the door opens, the moment our lips almost connect
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Post by Jacky on Feb 20, 2006 12:50:41 GMT
The very second the door opens we back away from eachother hastedly - as if two kids busted while stealing cookies. I keep my gaze on Faith a second longer, my thoughts racing 'bout what just happened, or what just was *about* to happen.. and I'm not sure whether to be glad that we were interupted, or annoyed about it. Tearing my gaze away from Faith at last I look at the door where Poseidion just came in.
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