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Subject: *Winces* Sorry... Author: Tarquin [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 14:58:34 12/30/02 Mon In reply to: .Wtych Hazel. 's message, ".anonymous." on 19:51:31 12/02/02 Mon (OOC- For a number of reasons, including busy schedule, family, friends... I wasn't able to post as any character this weekend. I'm trying!) But does he understand? If only he can understand how this casual (or, at least, casual in theory) had escalated so out of hand. His touch is earnest in his feelings as he wraps his arms around her shoulders, drawing her even closer in an effort to comfort. "I know, Wytch," he says softly, his breath winding gently past her head as he speaks. "So much has happened... I needed you so badly... I guess it just burst." His grip tightens ever so slightly, his tone changing; taking on a hoarse texture. "Bob's back. You're back. Your mother's back. Isis should be back someday. I just want everything to go back to normal. For everything to become simple." He shakes his head, resting it momentarily against her before pulling away to watch her with lightening eyes. "I'm just glad you're back." [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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[> Subject: .a new year, anything can happen. Author: Wytch Hazel [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 15:51:57 12/30/02 Mon (OOC-S'alright! Patience is a virtue I DEFINATLY need practice mastering :-P....bah, I lost ma table lol) Understanding his words completely, she loosened her rather childish grip about him and backed away to eye him steadily. But that she was mistaken. The Wytch had done alot of growing lately; so much. Perhaps her form still was slightly childish, but her emotions and actions were not. I understand, completely. I needed that too, Tarquin....I did. Her mother gone, her brother scarce. Another error; her mother was not gone; just gone from her. In fact, considering adopting another. Which was indeed an infuriating thought; for her mother had done little or nothing for her brother and herself, why would she consider ruining the life of another being? Blinking slowly, the hatred of her mother was pushed to the back amist random thoughts, all the current ones focusing about the familiar form infront of her. I have never been truely introduced to Bob, Tarquin. I would like to meet him, if you dont mine. With a soft smile, she took both of his hands into hers, squeezing them playfully as brilliantly lit orbs stared into his, un-intimidatingly [lol, wierd ones].