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| mallyapple19 | Feb 16 2010, 05:54 AM Post #41 |
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The house was dark, as everyone, including Myrie's parents had gone to bed. All the lamps had been dimmed, or put out, leaving the house bathed in only the soft light of the moon and stars.... which was dim tonight. Standing outside Myrie's door, in a loose white night shirt and a pair of slacks was none other than Sion. His hair was a right mess, falling into his eyes and over his pale skin. The hallway was nearly completely dark, but there was a window down the hall from Myrie's room that let in enough light for her to tell who it was. ((Sion's shirt (minus the three tassles and a little better fitting. http://images.renaissancecostumesclothing.com/white-renaissance-peasant-shirt.jpg ))
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| never_fade_away | Feb 16 2010, 05:59 AM Post #42 |
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Myrie had to blink a couple of times to figure out who was standing at the door, but as soon as she did, she stiffened, her shoulders freezing as her eyes looked upon him coldly. "Sion, I believe you have the wrong door. The door to outside is downstairs, now if you excuse me, I have to get sleep for the night." she told him as she moved to shut the door. Her voice wasn't exactly glacial, but it wasn't warm either. It was indifferent with a dash of ice. |
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| mallyapple19 | Feb 16 2010, 06:04 AM Post #43 |
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Sion stepped forward, putting his leg in the door to stop her from closing it. He moved forward, pressing his palm up against the wood. "Myrie, please. A moment and I'll be gone." He nodded, his eyes looking into hers. He could at least admit to himself that he honestly disliked this Myrie... this wasn't the ray of sunshine that he had become so accustomed too. The little voice in his head told him: "It's all your fault too." "I'll even leave tonight if that's what you wish," he said, voice quieter than normal. It was hardly above a whisper. |
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| never_fade_away | Feb 16 2010, 06:15 AM Post #44 |
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"That's your decision, Sion. You're the one whose been wanting so badly to leave. I see the glances that you constantly give the door. You're welcome to leave anytime you want. Now what do you want?" Myrie asked, looking at him with her cold eyes. |
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| mallyapple19 | Feb 16 2010, 06:17 AM Post #45 |
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"May I come in for a moment? ....I'd prefer it if your parents didn't wake up because of me. Or Aurelia for that matter." He glanced around, making sure his voice didn't echo in the hallway enough to wake anyone. "Please." |
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| never_fade_away | Feb 16 2010, 06:22 AM Post #46 |
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Myrie rolled her eyes as she stepped aside, and turned on her heel as she moved to sit back at her vanity, lighting a candle so she could see better. "This had better be good." she told him as she waited expectantly. |
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| mallyapple19 | Feb 16 2010, 06:26 AM Post #47 |
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Sion nodded, silently thanking her as he walked in. He slowly backed up, letting the door close without a sound behind him. Even in a nightgown, she was radiant. God, it was THOSE thoughts that were killing him. "Myrie... I want to tell you that I'm sorry.... No influences, no reasoning but my own." His voice was near regular volume, but he kept it low as well. "What I did today... I shouldn't have reacted so poorly. I just...was surprised. I wasn't actually expecting... and.. you were just doing it in good faith, so I really shouldn't have reacted the way I did. I hurt you." He paused here, looking at her, searching for her gaze. "And I never meant to do that.... I never wanted to do that." He sighed a little, leaning his back against the door. "I'm sorry, Myrie... honest and true as I can be." |
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| never_fade_away | Feb 16 2010, 06:35 AM Post #48 |
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Myrie crossed her arms over her chest as she listened to him, trying to keep her cold exterior as he continued on. Powers... he sounded so sincere! Yet... how could she know that he was? It was obvious in her eyes that she was fighting on what to do and say to him. Finally she just sighed as she pinched the bridge of her nose with her fingers. "I forgive you, Sion, but I need to head to bed. But I'm still doing this, you're released from your vow and can now leave if you want, so nothing is holding you back. You're welcome to stay, but in the end the choice is yours. |
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| mallyapple19 | Feb 16 2010, 06:41 AM Post #49 |
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"Myrie...." He glanced at the lone flower that was sitting on her vanity; he'd sent it with the girl, thinking Myrie might dump it out her window if she knew it was from him. He wondered if she DID know. He stood up straight. "I thank you for your option to leave..... but I don't think I'm willing to accept it right now.... though I will leave you to sleep." He took a breath: just do it. his mind was saying. He walked over to her, leaned down and placed a very, very soft kiss just on her cheek. "I'm sorry...." He turned, heading for the door. Reaching it, he pulled it silently open and slid out, careful to check first and make sure no one was around. There was no explaining how or why he was coming from her room when everyone else was asleep.... |
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| never_fade_away | Feb 16 2010, 06:46 AM Post #50 |
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Myrie looked up, actually surprised when he said that he would stay, even more so when he kissed her cheek. God, the man gave her whiplash. One minute he was all cold and telling her to back off, the next he came apologizing and was all nice and close with her again. Would he make up his mind?! Watching him leave her room, she waited until he closed the door before she blew her candle out again, and headed over to her bed. Crawling in, she laid there, not even realized until she turned on her side, and her face hit a wet spot that she had been crying. "I hate men." she muttered as she tried to push everything back until later. It was too much for her now, and she was extremely confused. |
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