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Jul 31, 2008 0:38:27 GMT -4
Post by Lady Livyia Rodrick on Jul 31, 2008 0:38:27 GMT -4
She looked away from him again, before she could get caught up in staring at him again. They were up to one of the tables of food and she eyed everything carefully.
"Please, tell me more about your travels... ABel..." She asked softly, only a slight hesitation as she said his name this time.
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Jul 31, 2008 0:41:36 GMT -4
Post by Father Abel Nightroad on Jul 31, 2008 0:41:36 GMT -4
"oh my..." He said as she asked about his travels. His face lighting up as the blush quickly faded.
"Well, where to begin..." He asked himself in a mumble as he tapped his free index finger to his chin. "I've really been all over the place, sometimes for a couple hours, and others a year or two. So Fair, I have no plans to leave this place. that is, for as long as I can keep tres in check."
He spoke softly as his eyes moved over the food.
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Jul 31, 2008 0:42:28 GMT -4
Post by Lady Livyia Rodrick on Jul 31, 2008 0:42:28 GMT -4
She stopped and looked at him curiously. "what do you mean?"
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Jul 31, 2008 0:44:44 GMT -4
Post by Father Abel Nightroad on Jul 31, 2008 0:44:44 GMT -4
He looked back at her.
"Tres is a machine. One of the origional 13 type kill dolls ever made. He was the only one to survive when the strong hold interviened to stop the production. We simply re-wrote his prgramming. He listens to me quite well, but his master is actually Lady Catarina. He only listens to me because I out rank him.
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Jul 31, 2008 0:46:03 GMT -4
Post by Lady Livyia Rodrick on Jul 31, 2008 0:46:03 GMT -4
"Oh I see." She whispered softly. "So what has you so intent on staying here?"
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Jul 31, 2008 0:49:01 GMT -4
Post by Father Abel Nightroad on Jul 31, 2008 0:49:01 GMT -4
His blush slowly returned.
//"Up until a few hours ago, nothing..."\\ He said to himself.
"Ah, well, I sense all the wrong doing going on in the grounds around the school, and was willing to stay as long as needed" He lied, and it was a bad lie, but with his story telling capabilities, it sounded genuinely truthful.
//"Stop lieing Abel..."\\ the voice spoke again
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Jul 31, 2008 0:50:32 GMT -4
Post by Lady Livyia Rodrick on Jul 31, 2008 0:50:32 GMT -4
She chuckled softly as she caught the blush return to his cheeks. "Is that all?" She asked, prying carefully, wondering if she was having the same affect one him that he was having on her.
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Jul 31, 2008 0:52:00 GMT -4
Post by Father Abel Nightroad on Jul 31, 2008 0:52:00 GMT -4
He continued to blush still.
"Well, there is one other reason, but im still kind of unsure about that one" He said softly as his eyes focused on a large bowl of Ramen.
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Jul 31, 2008 0:53:54 GMT -4
Post by Lady Livyia Rodrick on Jul 31, 2008 0:53:54 GMT -4
"oh." Her lips formed the soft 'o', but no sound came out
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Jul 31, 2008 0:54:58 GMT -4
Post by Father Abel Nightroad on Jul 31, 2008 0:54:58 GMT -4
His periphrial vison caught the movements of her lips as he smiled.
"Are you trying to ask me to stay?"
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Jul 31, 2008 0:58:16 GMT -4
Post by Lady Livyia Rodrick on Jul 31, 2008 0:58:16 GMT -4
Her face suddenly flushed again as she picked up a bowl of fruit with her free hand.
"i... um... we...." she studdered.
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Jul 31, 2008 0:59:41 GMT -4
Post by Father Abel Nightroad on Jul 31, 2008 0:59:41 GMT -4
He smiled and blushed at her.
"You dont have to answer that right now" He said in a soft chuckle. His heart continued to beat heavily in his chest. He was hoping she would confirm what this feeling in him was.
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Jul 31, 2008 1:04:00 GMT -4
Post by Lady Livyia Rodrick on Jul 31, 2008 1:04:00 GMT -4
She sighed softly as she let her hair fall over her shoulder and hide her face from him.
"It is just... This feeling I'm getting being with you. I like being around you..." She chuckled softly. "It is so silly... i mean we just met... but I've never been so... I have just never felt like this ith anyone else." She said softly when she couldn't find the words she wanted to say.
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Jul 31, 2008 1:08:53 GMT -4
Post by Father Abel Nightroad on Jul 31, 2008 1:08:53 GMT -4
He watched her move her hair as he moved his free hand up and brush the errand strands of hair to unhide her face from him. He listened carefully as he listened to her.
"its not silly at all, I feel the exact same way" He said softly. "
The mood seems to lift where-ever you go"
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Jul 31, 2008 1:10:48 GMT -4
Post by Lady Livyia Rodrick on Jul 31, 2008 1:10:48 GMT -4
She carefully averted her eyes from him. "i have never noticed.."
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