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Post by Nightstalker on Jan 20, 2011 20:17:41 GMT 12
Watching as her mate cleaned his weapons, Diova admired the way that he looked after them. She walked over to him and stroked down his left wing slowly, watching him. "People bleed a lot don't they." She said absent mindedly, looking at all the blood on the floor where Gideed had died. She looked around to find something to clean it up with. "Have you ever thought how easy it is to die? I mean, one cut in the wrong place that slits an artery, one mistake that breaks your ribs and punches them into your lungs or heart. Internal bleeding. It's very easy to die isn't it." She paused for a moment looking at the blood before turning her eyes to him and smiling sheepishly. "Sorry, I'm a bit morbid aren't I."
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Post by Diniveka|The|Zsadist on Jan 23, 2011 16:33:54 GMT 12
As soon as he felt her touch, his wings spread instintively, aqllowing her to reach even more of the soft feathers even as he didn't look up from what he was doing. 'It's hard not to be, in times like these. All I have to say really is that if I go, you can't let me becme one of them.' His gaze moved to meet hers over his shoulder, his hands pausing, and the expression in them was one of utter seriousness. 'Diova, love, you have to promise me that. I need to know that I won't get the chance to hurt you.' One hand, the one that had been formerly holding the cleaning cloth that was now sitting on his knee, and lightly brushed along her jaw, a tenderness that matched the need to protect her in one way, his love for her. |
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Post by Nightstalker on Jan 23, 2011 21:05:16 GMT 12
Gently, Diova took Sabin's face in her hands and kissed him. When she finally pulled back her eyes were warm, although no less serious. It was such an amazing feeling to have someone who truly loved her, who wanted to protect her. "I promise Sabin." Her voice was a mere whisper as she moved into him and hugged him, putting her face into the crook of his neck and blocking the world out, if only for a moment.
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Post by Diniveka|The|Zsadist on Jan 25, 2011 13:35:03 GMT 12
Without hesitation, his arms went around her and pulled her closer, and she fit perfectly under his chin, which meant he could rest his cheek on the top of her head. 'I love you, Di, don't ever think otherwise.' One arm held her to him, and the other ran slowly up and down her back, unable not to touch her. It was a moment of perfect clarity to him, knowing without a doubt that she was there, with him, and was going to stay, and he couldn't help but feel completely at peace.
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Post by Nightstalker on Jan 25, 2011 14:05:14 GMT 12
>Locking<
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