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 Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2014 9:59 am
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"Marosa?" The djinn's voice was soft as she called into the room she'd let herself into. His room, though she'd been spending so much time there lately that it felt more like theirs, than simply his. Just as her's was not simply her's anymore.
They were a team, two halves of a whole. She believed that down to her toes, felt it in her heart, and that was why she was there now, seeking the boil out, so she could fill him in on the utterly reckless plan that had been hatched and her willing involvement in it. Worry was the last thing she ever wanted to cause him, but he had a right to know. She would have wanted to know, had their places been reversed. But it wasn't an easy thing to confess. The plan was a foolhardy one, and very dangerous, but even knowing that, even knowing what could happen, she had her mind made up to go.
It wasn't about her own safety anymore. It was about what was right. It was about vengeance. And it was about supporting a friend that had always been there to support her.
"Are you here, love? I need to talk to you?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2014 8:29 pm
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"Here, love." The red-haired faerie had a towel wrapped around his waist as he stepped into the living room, another one draped around his neck as water droplets slid down over his skin in a slow manner. He used the towel to muss up his hair a bit, trying to dry off, but the shower had definitely woken him up.
"Ah, if OI'd have known ye were coming, oi would have held off on the shower," Marosa stated as he stared at Hadiyya with bright golden eyes, a smile lighting on his face as he gave a small chuckle, his expression showing pure amusement.
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2014 8:16 am
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Now that just wasn't fair.
Marosa wandered out to her in nothing but a couple of towels, and Yaya froze, an expression etched on pretty features as if someone had taken a hammer to the point between her eyes. She watched the little beads of water as they slid over his skin, painting wet little lines in soft patterns and it was ridiculously difficult to just stay put and not throw herself at him to like the water off his throat.
No, this was definitely not fair.
She swallowed, fingers knotted together, but that smile was disarming, that chuckle like sweet music. The idea of simply not touching him seemed to ridiculously absurd, she found herself moving forward. "We'd have gotten nothing done for the remainder of the day." Her Fey, and her element? There'd have been no hot water left in the demon dorms by the time they'd come out again.
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2014 8:34 am
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It was genuinely hard to concentrate with him standing there looking so utterly scrumptious, water beaded on pale skin. She stared at him as he talked, taking in what he was saying, but not really registering anything for a soiled few seconds. When the towel dropped she blinked, stopping in her tracks, and made a small, frustrated sound before shaking her head and pressing the coolness of her palms against closed eyes. Distractions, however tempting, needed to wait. This was important.
A little piece of her tried to reason that after she told him what she'd come there to say the likely hood of crawling into bed with him was significantly lower, but she squashed it down as both unhelpful, and highly unlikely.
Smoothing her hands back through dark hair, she followed the fey into the bedroom, lingering in the doorway as he dressed, with a death grip on the frame. How to begin. Where even to start on such abrupt and unpleasant things? Easing in, slowly, carefully? Or simply dropping the worst of it quickly, like tearing a bandage off raw skin. Over and done. It was clear, should he look her way, that she simply wasn't sure, at that conflict showed on delicate features as glowing eyes searched the floor as if there would be some queue there on what she should do.
"There was a meeting the other day," she finally offered up, not yet looking at him. "Seiji planned it, looking for any students that harbored intensely negative feels towards the Hunters." She herself hadn't been sure she'd wanted to attend, but in the end had agreed. "He want's to get on the island, try to find out how they're traveling, cause some damage to try to trip them up." Time had not made the plan seem less foolhardy, but she'd made up her mind. There were people she cared about going, she believed in the idea, and she wanted to help. She could heal, she could protect, they needed her.
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2014 11:59 am
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Marosa slowed, his expression faltering as he stared at the shirt he was holding, fingering the hem of it as his golden eyes narrowed. "And ye are going?" It was easy enough to put on undergarments, pants, and shirt, but glancing to her and staring at her was probably the hardest thing he'd done so far. Something about this seemed off, especially the way she tried to avoid his gaze. Was she hiding something else?
The faerie knew it didn't feel right, and part of him wanted to walk over and comfort her.
The sensible part of him stayed right where it was, and he crossed his arms to stare at her, his bemused expression faded. Hadiyya wouldn't hide anything from him, but a part of him was still confused at the way she was acting. Usually she was so confident about things, so... what was shaking her?
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2014 1:37 pm
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Yaya flinched as his voice lost that teasing quality, and finally lifted her head, meeting that golden gaze. "I was considering it." Admitting it felt unbelievably foolish. The plan was dangerous, she knew it was, but she was still planning on going, despite the risks. That was what had her acting oddly. The knowledge that she was willingly putting herself in danger, even if it was to help protect anyone else that might be going.
Looking at him, seeing that so serious expression on his handsome face, hit her like a knife to the heart. Her hand tightened on the door frame, lips parting as she pulled in a breath to defend her intentions, but nothing came out. She was asking him to let her walk into danger, how could she ever ask something like that of him.
Unconsciously her free hand came up to touch to new scar at her side, the tips of her fingers fallowing along the slick skin. In the heat of things it was easy to get wrapped up in the mindset that nothing could touch her. The influence of the dark seed that Moon had placed within her, the fragment she was still not even aware of. Here, away from any danger, away from even the thought of combat, It all just seemed so wrong.
"This is all happening because I got hurt, they're going to risk themselves, I should protect them, shouldn't I?" She didn't sounds very sure of herself now.
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2014 1:48 pm
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Walking forward and eliminating the distance between them, Marosa closed the door and pulled her into a tight embrace, hugging her tightly as his wings lay flat against his back.
"Oi worry about ye. oi dinnae how dangerous it is. Oi haven't dealt with a hunter, but from yer expression... it's nae good." He glanced down at her scar, tracing over it with his own fingers. He didn't think she had told him about that scar yet, she might have... he'd been so preoccupied with everything lately that it might have just not sunk in.
Should she protect them? The look on his face said yes, but he also didn't want her to get hurt again. "That's up to ye, love." The faerie's eyes were sad, and he took her hand in his, just holding it. He wanted to know what her plan was, when she was leaving, how long they were going to be gone... but Marosa also didn't want to pressure her, as she seemed to be in a fragile state already.
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2014 2:53 pm
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The ghoul stood still as he walked towards her unsure if he was angry, unsure if she should be shrinking back or throwing herself into his arms. So she waited, tense, until he was pulling her into his arms and closing the door behind her. It made her chest hurt, and she wrapped her arms around him, burying her face into his neck and breathing him in as she fought not to whimper.
Fingers on her side had her lifting her head and glancing down, watching as he traced the paler skin that marred all that dark perfection. There were times she wore the scar proudly, and there were others times she was ashamed of it, wishing it would fade away. "They're awful," She assured him, leaning back in to rest her brow against his cheek. "They're dangerous, deadly beasts that want to eliminate us, and to do it they take out friends, our siblings, our own kind, and turn them into weapons to use against us." The sword the hunter had wielded against her, it had been a creature of Fear once. That made it so much worse.
"I don't know what to do. The hunters need to be stopped, but what if everything goes wrong?" What if they didn't come back? What if they ended up as weapons, slaves to the hunters that wielded them. Yaya shuddered, pressing herself as close to the fey as she could possibly get.
Maybe Seiji could be talked out of it, or at least delay any course of action until they had a better plan of attack.
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Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2014 2:27 pm
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Marosa took in a slow breath, his limbs tightening on her frame, as if he could protect her. "It would be... rather unfair of me tae forbid ye to go, nor is it my place." He pulled back slightly, looking into her eyes and moving his fingers to brush over her cheeks. "Ye need tae decide for yerself, though. Are ye going fer sure, or are ye just thinkin' 'bout it?" It all depended on her answer. He wouldn't want her to go alone, so if she was absolutely sure on this, he would go with her.
But this Seiji fellow... he'd have to find him and talk to him directly. A good friend... that's what Hadiyya was acting like, and once upon a time he would have been just as reckless with Sharra.
Once upon a time he was just as reckless with Sharra, with the dragon incident... a painful memory of what he thought was ultimate friendship, among other things... that only led to pain and remorse.
It was why he was cautious now, looking at his ghoulfriend with experienced eyes, waiting for her honest answer.
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Posted: Wed Sep 24, 2014 3:10 pm
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Was she sure? Coming into this talk she had thought she was, but the more she considered it, the more she doubted. "Just thinking about it." For the moment. Seiji had been angry, things in his personal life had been falling apart, and her getting hurt had been some kind of catalyst. Given time, maybe the ghost would cool off.
"I don't know how serious the plan is. It might blow over in the time it will take to properly plan." Was she hoping for that? Maybe she was.
The idea of striking back against the hunters was appealing, she could admit that, especially after what she'd encountered on the top of that tower.
And the dark seeds influence, subtle though it was, maybe vengeance a sweet lure. It influenced her, made her reckless, but not so much as to over ride her natural logic.
With a sigh she stroked a hand down his arm, drinking in the feel of his skin through her palm.
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Posted: Fri Sep 26, 2014 11:35 pm
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"Well, let me know what yer plan o' attack is." He smiled sadly, taking her face in his hands and leaning in to kiss her in a sweet manner, a quick action before he pulled away. "Oi hate tae cut yer visit short, but oi have tae be somewhere soon."
Truth be told, Marosa hadn't had any plans before Yaya visited, but now that she mentioned this Seiji fellow... the faerie knew he had to meet with him, and time was of the essence.
It wasn't a lie, but it wasn't the truth, either.
"My sweet Hadiyya." He kissed her forehead, fingers sliding down to caress her jawline. "If ye'd like tae stay here, yer more'n welcome tae." There came that contagious smile of his, his head tilting ever so slightly.
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2014 12:41 pm
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He kissed her, but she still felt miserable, even with soft hands and magic pressed to her cheeks. It didn't help that he was on his way out the door, leaving before she really knew how he felt about it. Or what she should do.
So she was frowning when he drew back from her, a soft, puzzled frown that lingered even as he kissed he brow and invited her to stay in his room while he was out, so she could see him again when he returned.
It was that smile that finally managed to draw a small one out of the ghoul, but it was a short lived thing. "Come back to me quickly."
She needed the reassurance of his presence, the feel of his arms around her, holding her tightly. It helped to ground her, especially in times of high stress, like now.
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