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Post by Zaraha on Dec 21, 2010 22:09:53 GMT 12
She made a sound of frustration and leaped at him, knowing where he was by the sound of his voice and the directiont the spoon was plucked from. Dropping the other one she landed on his chest, pinning him to the ground and felt around until she found his hand, taking the other spoon back. "Do not take away my independance," she hissed softly. Removing herself from his chest, she stood at a loss for where she had left the bowl when she had set it down. Sitting down, she moved, feeling around for her hands until she found the bowl and resumed eating.
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Post by Nightstalker on Dec 21, 2010 22:27:12 GMT 12
He growled as she tackled him and the back of his head cracked loudly against the floor. Sitting up slowly he felt the room spin and grunted. "You have plenty of fucking independence." He growled, standing up carefully and holding the back of his head. He ended up having to sit straight back down before he fell over. "I think I have a concussion now."
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Post by Zaraha on Dec 23, 2010 21:50:58 GMT 12
Snapping out of her anger, Catya crawled over to him again as she heard him sit down and on some inpulse she couldnt fathom, reached out and wrapped her arms around him. "A concussion? shit.. I-i" she looked around as she pulled back and then cursed herself for thinking on the off chance she would be able to see. "Are you alright?" One hand came up and found his head, placing her hand on his forehead and brushing the hair away. The concern was obvious in how she spoke and the striken look on her face.
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Post by Nightstalker on Dec 23, 2010 22:07:58 GMT 12
Hesitating for a second he wrapped his arms around her as well, a faint glow of warmth starting up in his chest at her concern. He tilted his head towards her as she brushed his hair out of the way, his eyes slowly memorising her face. "Calm down, I'm fine, I've had worse, I'm probably just over reacting." Unable to stop himself, he rubbed his hand up and down her back, feeling the smooth skin underneath her shirt.
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Post by Zaraha on Dec 23, 2010 22:15:16 GMT 12
She shook her head yet she had to admit to herself that being in Ezras arms was strangely reassuring. "It's not ok. I shouldnt have acted like I did and it's my fault you are hurt." Muttering something in German at her own stupidity and ungratefullness, she rested her head in the crook of his neck, her hand dropping from his forehead. "Are you sure you're ok?"
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Post by Nightstalker on Dec 23, 2010 22:20:53 GMT 12
His eyes closed as she rested her head in the crook of his neck, a huge sigh coming from him as he rested his cheek on the top of her head. There was a strange relief in holding her, he had been a loner for so long that he hadn't how much he had missed and craved company. The knowledge shocked him, but not enough to want to let Catya go. He found that he couldn't, even if he had wanted to do so. "Yeah, I'm cool." He heard the weariness in his own voice, and he knew that he should of masked it better, for her.
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Post by Zaraha on Dec 23, 2010 22:33:41 GMT 12
Catya moved in closer to him, loving the feeling of being cared for by someone, that someone was looking out for her, that she ws noticed. He was warm and her clothes, still wet from teh rain were chilling her body so the warmth he gave off was a relief coupled witht eh hot stew she had eaten only mintues before. her voice was desicive when she next spoke. "You're tired and need sleep. Where is your bed Ezra?"
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Post by Nightstalker on Dec 23, 2010 22:43:25 GMT 12
He smiled as she moved closer, his arms tightening around her slightly to keep her there. He lifted his head at her question, frowning slightly, the decisiveness in her voice mad him move though. "Ummm, over here." He stood up, taking her with him, swaying slightly as his head swum. "Fuck, that'll hurt even more tomorrow." He muttered, leading him into his room. "Here."
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Post by Zaraha on Dec 24, 2010 14:05:10 GMT 12
As soon as he said 'here' Catya scrambled down from his arms, being careful not to sway him anymore. She stood in front of him and took his hand which she found easily by following his arm. "Lets get you into bed Ezra. The best thing for that concussion is rest." by his hand she pulled him gently over to where she htought the bed was though she had been turned around so many times she wasnt sure which way the bed could be. "Do you... ah sleep in anything?"
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Post by Nightstalker on Dec 24, 2010 14:24:49 GMT 12
He followed her obediently, wondering all the time what the fuck was wrong with him. He stopped as she bumped into the bed, his arm going out to steady her. "Umm, not exactly, no." He frowned down at her in concern. "But what are you going to do. I don't want you leaving in this weather."
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Post by Zaraha on Dec 24, 2010 14:33:56 GMT 12
She frowned at him, shaking her head as a small amount of pain ran up her leg from where she had crashed into the bedframe. "Well im not going to leave a friend of mine that is hurt, especially if i did the damage. I want to.... help you get better... unless you dont want help." She knew what that was like. She shrugged those slim shoulders causing her black hair to move in a dark wave down her back. She guestured to the bed and inditcated that he could get in, unchange and whatever.
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Post by Nightstalker on Dec 24, 2010 14:40:10 GMT 12
He frowned down at her, "Yes, but then where will you sleep? I'm not having you on the floor." He didn't move from his position, holding onto her arm gently to make sure she was balanced. >Soz<
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Post by Zaraha on Dec 24, 2010 14:48:14 GMT 12
She looked at him blindly. "I can sleep anywhere I damn well please. But.. Do you have a couch or something?" She paused and felt around on the bed for the covers to pull them back for him, her arm in his grip no longer. "I wouldnt mind being in the same bed as you Ezra, as it seems big enough but its upto you. I am not sure how you would feel like that so like I said, do you have a couch?"
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Post by Nightstalker on Dec 24, 2010 14:54:26 GMT 12
Ezra closed his eyes considering the options, "You can sleep in the bed as well, I don't want you on the couch. I'll wear pants though." Pulling his top off he walked around to the other side of the bed and got in, reaching across and touching her arm to indicate where he was.
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Post by Zaraha on Dec 24, 2010 15:04:33 GMT 12
She thought about it and then nodded. Once she knew he was in bed she climbed in fully clothed in a really heavey jersey and jeans. If she was in a bed, which wasnt often, she slept in her bra and panties but she didnt. Normally however she was underneath the trees and stars. "You dont have to do that Ezra. Its not like I can see anything."
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