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• She sighs, green gaze looking out over the horizon. Nothing was in sight. She coughs, water from the sea still in her lungs. Wisking away dark tendrils of hair that fell in her face she looks at her own attire. . The sea had taken her shirt and messed up her jeans. She know sat in a black bra and slashed jeans. She growls, night was gonna be hell (NT) -- Meesha, 17:46:16 10/07/01 Sun
  • Inside -- Req, 18:00:51 10/07/01 Sun
    • She eyes him, he'd startled her as she hadn't heard his approach. *Let me be Req...* She knew she was being stubborn and he was right. She would have stayed put. After quiet thought she stands finally, coughing once more with a wince. *Where are we going?* (NT) -- Meesha, 18:04:35 10/07/01 Sun
      • ( Can't hide concern or the light smirk of amusemant at her streak of bullheadedness . . . ) Does it matter honey? Its on this island so its nothing to be reckoned with . . . ( closing in on her some . . . letting an arm encircle her waist protectively . . . as if just that notion would make everything right again . . . starts down the path . . . now ahead as the path is two narrow for anymore than one abroad . . ) (NT) -- Req, 18:08:10 10/07/01 Sun
        • She allows his arm to stay put, a flutter inside her starting. She swallows as he moves ahead. She tries to focus on the man in front of her as she walks on. The thought of bugs, snakes or any other messed up shit lurking in the jungle sending a shudder through her (NT) -- Meesha, 18:11:44 10/07/01 Sun
          • ( After a lengthy trail through the thicket lush emerald enteties loom before them . . . entering the palisades of the clearing . . . quickly making his way to the east towards the brash shelter . . . turns to pause a moment and watch her . . allowing dark ebony gaze to lavishly explore the expanses of borne skin . . . gaze returns to her eyes a moment . . ) Hungry? (NT) -- Req, 18:16:05 10/07/01 Sun
            • She shakes her head *No...* Her answer goes unnoticed as her stomach chimes in with it's growling answer. She crosses her arms around her waist and watches him. She couldn't help but smirk then shrugs wordlessly (NT) -- Meesha, 18:17:54 10/07/01 Sun
              • ( Shakes his head with a light laugh . . ) C'on child . . . ( Starts into the tent . . . she didn't know he hadn't eaten so there was no point in making it evident and possibly causing problems . . . points idly to the coconut and fruit and the half shell of water . . . ) Eat . . ( Not a request or anything of the sort but a firm and formidable command . . ) (NT) -- Req, 18:22:49 10/07/01 Sun
                • She spots the water, taking a drink with thirst. She coughs as she carefully sets it down *Oh god...food* She picks up pieces, not caring if she looked like a slob...she was hungry despite what she had said (NT) -- Meesha, 18:24:37 10/07/01 Sun
                  • ( Closes his eyes lightly . . . being around her wasn't healthy for their seperation . . . he hadn't had someone since he'd left home and it had been too long . . the primitive urge would drive him insane before they were saved from this hell hole . . . settles lightly in a dark corner of the room in damp boxers clinging to him in every way . . ) (NT) -- Req, 18:30:15 10/07/01 Sun
                    • She pauses. She'd eaten most of it before it hit her that he probably hadn't had anything. She looks to him, eyes raking over his body before speaking *You need to eat to darlin'...I won't look like so much of a heifer* Playful and encouraging smirk hints her lips. (NT) -- Meesh, 18:34:49 10/07/01 Sun
• ( Shakes his head . . gaze darkened . . . muscled arms lashed about finely trimmed and sculpted torso . . . ) Honey you could never be . . eat . . . ( Gaze dark and daring her to challenge his word . . . while they were here his word would be law . . ) (NT) -- Req, 18:38:52 10/07/01 Sun
  • The smirk fades and she finishes what she had, leaving the rest *Don't you dare look at me like I'll follow your every will. I tried that once Req...* (NT) -- Meesha, 18:40:52 10/07/01 Sun
    • ( Jaw clenches . . muscles flexing . . . he wasn't in the mood for one of these fucking blood fights . . . standing towering at his full height . . muscle heavily evident . . six pack woven and derived with perfection beneath now tanned skin . . . bleached tresses mussed and wild . . ) Goddamit DiCaprio, while we're on this fucking island my word is law . . . ( Forcefield of glowing obsidian daring and daunting . . . scars perturb muscle . . all of his past evident . . and now numerous cuts lash about him from all of the hell today . . . . and now a dark forboding . . after he'd gone to hell and back he would not take anymore of this . . . it was to dangerous out here to do otherwise ) (NT) -- Req, 18:55:00 10/07/01 Sun
      • She cowers back at first then sits up. She wouldn't stand, she wouldn't make this a shouting match either. *The hell it is...I got along just fine without you before. I can do it again* At that she stands, room was restricted and she bumps him before moving back, jade eyes snapping with refusal (NT) -- Meesha, 18:58:54 10/07/01 Sun
        • ( Muscled arms entrap her pinning her against the standing palm tree . . hands heavily weighing on her hips pinning her against the tree . . . space between them to keep him from doing something that he'd regret . . . glowing coals are stirred in gaze . . ) God help me girl . . . I'm not dealing with this femenist shit . . . . . you'll deal with me until we get off this hell hole . . ( Jaw set . . entire stance and aura . . never backing down . . he would have what he wanted when he wanted . . no one would alter his mind . . ) (NT) -- Req, 19:05:19 10/07/01 Sun
          • She gasps and tries to squeeze away from him *Damn you Req. Why do you care what I do? What's it to you if I make it off of this island alive? You don't care...go to hell* (NT) -- Meesha, 20:01:38 10/07/01 Sun
            • ( Only to keep her where she is he presses iron hard, frame of glorified muscle against her, pinning her hips there now with his own . . . hands on her ribcage . . . a dangerous whisper . . ) Honey you've sent me there before . . Its not that intruiging . . they kicked me out anyways . . . . ( Gaze violent and dangerous . . ) Ya know I really don't care but I have a responsibility to you since it was my money that got you pitted here in the first place . . (NT) -- Req, 20:09:28 10/07/01 Sun
              • A stubborn frown settles on her lips and she looks away. He was stronger than her, there was no arguing that, and the hold he had on her was inpenetrable. She relaxes with an utter form of acceptance and shakes her head *Fine...I'll eat I'll drink I'll sleep. But I will only do it for me...not for you* (NT) -- Meesha, 11:14:19 10/08/01 Mon
                • ( Releases her stepping harshly away . . . ) I couldn't expect that much from you . . ( Turns and starts off needing to get the salty residue from the ocean off his skin and from his hair . . . starting for the hot spring he'd seen he strips off his boxers then naked . . . powerful sculpted torso tapering to narrow chiseled hips . . . spine naturally curving down then moving out leading to firm curved buttocks . . . muscled, thewed thighs . . . entire body an even sun-kissed tan . . . bleached blonde tresses mussed and wild . . dark gaze of ebony exotic . . . diving idly into the water silently . . . the aqua feeling good over salt burned skin . . ) (NT) -- Req, 16:02:51 10/08/01 Mon
                  • She steps away as he does, sinking back down to the ground. Her legs were still too seaborn to hold her up for long. Jade eyes follow him as he moves to the spring, taking in the beauty of the masterpiece before her. She glances to her hands. What was she doing? If she looked at him, she'd only spark the fire again...she didn't want that. She clears her throat and looks away (NT) -- Meesh, 17:07:30 10/08/01 Mon
                    • ( After throughly washing with sand and stones to remove the salt he stands . . the water lapping mid-chest . . . water streaming over muscled shoulders . . shaking the water from bleached tresses. . . lithely grabbing his jet boxers he pulls them in and rinses them and rings them out . . . hauling himself from the water he attempts to sheen the water off . . as it fails he shrugs as he sets his boxers up to dry . . . the sun was low but still enough glowing rays to dry . . . settling himself face down in the lush, fertile emerald grasses to dry . . . streaky blonde tresses to powerful shoulders and muscled back curving and tapering to firm buttocks branching sculpted thighs and legs . . . . heavy dark lashes weigh down his lids and he begins to fade off in the glowing bathing of the lapping rays ) (NT) -- Req, 17:19:43 10/08/01 Mon
                      • No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't pry her eyes from his perfection. After a long while of him remaining motionless she realizes he had fallen asleep and she in turn stands, it was time for her to clean up. It wasn't that she was embarassed, they shared heated moments. But she didn't want him having any form of satisfaction over her. She slowly strips the torn jeans from slender legs, bra and panties tossed with them. Bronzed figure slowly steps into the heated bubbles of the spring. She kept her back to him as she went under, head tilted back to keep the hair from her face (NT) -- Meesha, 17:29:35 10/08/01 Mon
• ( Gaze flickers some . . . he'd heard something . . . jet eyes latch to the remenants of her clothes . . . being so inclined gaze flickers to watch what there was but shrugs it off . . . standing and sweeping emerald blades from lithe, copper form he starts for the lean to . . ) (NT) -- Req, 17:32:56 10/08/01 Mon
  • She startles when she sees him move. absently she scrubs her skin, and washes her hair the best she could. She stands, slender shoulders, covered by her dark tresses emerge, the line of her back curving into the water. She raises her arms to squeeze the water from her mane, breasts moving with each motion of her arm. She relaxes, head turning to look to where he was, jade eyes wide as they take in the surrounding brush...and him (NT) -- Meesh, 17:39:36 10/08/01 Mon
    • ( There was nothing to do about it . . . he had wet boxers and that was it . . . aside palm leaves, etc. he had nothing to wear . . . it was inevitable at the moment he wouldn't have anything until tommorrow when they could swim out to the reck and see if they could find any clothes or things they could use . . . dark gaze shifting to watch her as he turns to scope the land . . . latching on to her form . . . gaze filling with a dominant, primitive flame and desire . . . watching . . . eyelids hooding ebony eyes . . . watching . . . ) (NT) -- Req, 17:42:58 10/08/01 Mon
      • She was content just to stay where she was, but she had had enough of the water scene for awhile. Slowly she makes her way out of the spring. Dark locks once more returned to her shoulders, brushing over the swells of her breasts where they remain soft and peaked. The flatness of her stomach leads to her navel before she turns around, line of her back ending at the soft yet firmness of bronzed buttocks. Slender legs move her to where she had set her underthings, quickly putting them back on. It was almost like a bikini she told herself. There was no way she could rough it as he did (NT) -- Meessh, 17:48:46 10/08/01 Mon
        • ( Gaze shakes off lightly . . . that would keep the line set . . . as long as she kept it all on . . . dark gaze now cold and icy . . . slips into the lean to and settles on the far side in the lush grasses . . . sculpted six pack visibly tapering to slim hips . . high cheek bones and sharp jaw accented by darkness . . . arms behind his head, lids fluttering shut . . . ) (NT) -- Req, 17:52:33 10/08/01 Mon
          • She looks to the surrounding jungle. She couldn't stay there, she needed to get away, spend time alone. She sees something of a clearing and enteres into the density of the trees. Slowly at first as she was unsure, but gradually kicks into a normal pace as she weaves her way around, wincing ever so often as a rock is found under her foot. She finally rests in a tiny clearing of grass where she sits, tears stinging. She for some reason felt the urge to cry, let it all out while he wasn't around (NT) -- Meesha, 17:55:49 10/08/01 Mon
            • ( Is aware of her departure but wasn't up to chasing her naked through the jungle . . he'd gotten enough gashes and cuts on his way through . . . it wasn't gonna work . . . . there was no way he could stay alone on an island with her without touching her . . . and having a general idea of how incredibly long they'd be on this island she'd probably get sick or infected or knocked-up or some other problem . . or he'd get killed from some other moronic idocy that he always found ways into without trying . . bronzed skin gleaming as he sits up some gaze shifting towards where she had disapeared to . . ) (NT) -- Req, 18:09:41 10/08/01 Mon
              • She sniffs, fingers desperatly trying to keep the tears from slipping down her cheeks. She fails miserably. After long last she quiets, sinking down to lay in the shaded grass, body still shaking from previous sobs. She thought about her life in Chicago, her life with Req, her short time with Julian and then the dreams of Europe and Africa she wouldn't see now. She closes her eyes, dark lashes weighing heavily as she slips into a quiet slumber (NT) -- Meesha, 12:38:56 10/09/01 Tue
                • ( The skies now sooted with the shade of night . . glowing stars imperuclating the masterpiece of navy silk . . worry starts to eb through him . . it was too quiet . . . lithely making his way from the lean to he grabs his boxers and pulls them on still somewhat damp but dry enough . . . pads towards the generality where he saw her exit . . . starting down the winding path she had taken and left less than obvious signs she'd been but finally as darkness smothers the light he finds her . . nested in the soft grasses in a clearing . . . watches her lightly the initial worry that she was hurt or dead fading as he watches her in her peaceful, serene sleep . . . powerful body sweeps towards her . . . the seductive gentleness about him . . copper, muscled arms sweep her against him . . starts back to camp with her entwined in his arms . . . gaze every so often flickering down to watch her . . ) (NT) -- Req, 16:18:43 10/09/01 Tue
                  • Soft moan emits from her lips as her hand moves up his chest and rests on his shoulder. She was dreaming. His strong arms were around her, he would never let go he swore. Never again. She sighs slowly drifting awake as the movement becomes rougher. Jade eyes look up into the face of the man she knew so well. His sculpted features so familar, the beating of his heart all she had ever really wanted to hear. But it hits her then...the situation and she wondered why he was carrying her (NT) -- Meesh, 17:24:38 10/09/01 Tue
                    • Inside -- Req, 17:44:59 10/09/01 Tue
                      • She looks at him, the fleeting moment had disappeared. Wordlessly she moves ahead, she wasn't going to argue. Not now. *Julian was nothing to me...* She simply states *...just somethign to fill my void* (NT) -- Meesha, 19:45:25 10/09/01 Tue