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Post by Hannah on Jun 11, 2007 21:26:37 GMT
I keep my eyes closed now though. I decided that I am asleep peacefully, since that might make it less awkward.. at least for me.
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Post by Jacky on Jun 11, 2007 21:37:05 GMT
I lick my lips as I locate myself in the bed of a certain hellcat from Tortuga. Anamaria. Both fully dressed like we're good Christians indeed, but my arms around her as if she'd be a teddybear.
....For the sake of my manhood, I decide to free myself from this position before she'd ever know.
I take my arms from around her slowly, making sure not to wake her, and I back away until I can sneak out of the bed unnoticedly. Or so I assume.
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Post by Hannah on Jun 11, 2007 21:40:42 GMT
I yawn when he moves away from me and slowly turn towards him since otherwise.. damn. I never wake up this late.
I open my eyes and look at him, "Puzzled"
".. hey.." I mumble
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Post by Jacky on Jun 11, 2007 21:42:53 GMT
"Mornin'." I tell her, and I sit down on the edge of the matress to put on my boots. The rest of my clothing (meaning: my shirt, vest, sash and big buckle belt) are piled up on the floor next to the bed still.
I act like it's not awkward or at all surprising for us to wake like this. Truth is, it's not like I'm not *used* to waking next to random girls.
...Though Ana's not so random, is she?
Not *really*.
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Post by Hannah on Jun 11, 2007 21:45:15 GMT
I burry my face in my pillow for a moment since the sunlight is really.. light. "Hmpf." I mumble and sit up then, brushing some hir out of my face with ne hand.
I slide out of the bed and get myself some water to drink.
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Post by Jacky on Jun 11, 2007 21:50:01 GMT
I pull my shirt over my head as I get up, and tug it into my trousers as I watch Ana.
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Post by Hannah on Jun 11, 2007 21:51:41 GMT
"Want.. something to eat?" I ask him, my back towards him. I put one foot onto the other one, since it is getting cold. I look around for my skirt since I feel slightly.. nacked.
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Post by Jacky on Jun 11, 2007 21:55:33 GMT
"Have ye got anything?"
Funny. I usually make sure to wake and leave long before the damsel of the night before could regain her conciousness and start bugging me. Staying over for *breakfast* isn't exactly in me nature. ...Then again, just sleeping next to the girl in question like a do-good 12 year old isn't either.
I put on my sash, so it's tightly around my waist.
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Post by Hannah on Jun 11, 2007 22:04:27 GMT
"I got bread and cheese." I shrug and walk over to the cupboard and open it. I take the food out and walk over to the small table, putting it on there.
My eyes keep darting around for the skirt. I don't remember where I took it off last night
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Post by Jacky on Jun 12, 2007 5:53:02 GMT
I strap my belt around my waist loosely and buckle it, so it's slightly tilted. It's actually just too big fer me, but it was the only thing I could find when I needed one. The sash makes up for a lot of that though, keeping it in place nonetheless.
"Under the bed." I assist helpfully, as I walk over to the table and tear of a part of the bread. It's not exactly a royal meal but I'm happy with it, in comparison to the everlasting ship buscuits. I turn as I take a first bite of the bread, to see whether she found the clothing she was looking for.
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