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Post by Joe Gibken on Oct 17, 2012 18:01:15 GMT -5
Joe smiled back, extending his arms in an invitation for a hug. For real this time, even though he was sitting.
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Post by Pieter/Ahim Fay and Sid Bamick on Oct 17, 2012 18:02:00 GMT -5
She put herself into his arms, resting against him happily.
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Post by Joe Gibken on Oct 17, 2012 18:07:19 GMT -5
Joe gently held her against him, nuzzling her hair a little, taking a deep breath of the scent. "So...what have you been doing lately?" he murmured, that was the only thing he didn't know now.
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Post by Pieter/Ahim Fay and Sid Bamick on Oct 17, 2012 18:09:45 GMT -5
"I joined an organization with my brother," she said softly, producing her Key from her dress.
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Post by Joe Gibken on Oct 17, 2012 18:10:30 GMT -5
"An organization?" he questioned, looking at the key...touching it gently with the tip of one finger. "That's cute." he whispered softly, indicating the little key figure.
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Post by Pieter/Ahim Fay and Sid Bamick on Oct 17, 2012 18:12:21 GMT -5
She blushed, "Thank you," she said.
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Post by Joe Gibken on Oct 17, 2012 18:14:08 GMT -5
"What does it do?" He asked softly, gently passing a finger-tip over her cheek...this tender and gentle and loving side of him only coming out around her.
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Post by Pieter/Ahim Fay and Sid Bamick on Oct 17, 2012 18:16:05 GMT -5
"It lets me transform into a Senshi," she told him, smiling and blushing.
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Post by Joe Gibken on Oct 17, 2012 18:23:04 GMT -5
"A heroine, then." he said, gently running the finger-tip over her jaw-line. "I still have that dream you know."
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Post by Pieter/Ahim Fay and Sid Bamick on Oct 17, 2012 18:24:49 GMT -5
Her heart was fluttering at his touch, "You have to make a choice," she told him, "Keep doing that, or talk to me. Not both."
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Post by Joe Gibken on Oct 17, 2012 18:32:29 GMT -5
Reluctantly, he took his finger away, and looked at her with a small smile.
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Post by Pieter/Ahim Fay and Sid Bamick on Oct 17, 2012 18:33:40 GMT -5
She smiled, not sure if she felt that was the right choice or not.
"Tell me again," she said.
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Post by Joe Gibken on Oct 17, 2012 18:35:24 GMT -5
"I didn't want to do that." He said softly. "I wanted to talk to you while I was doing that...but...I still have that dream, you know. The reason why I became a mercenary to start with."
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Post by Pieter/Ahim Fay and Sid Bamick on Oct 17, 2012 18:36:22 GMT -5
"To help people?" she asked him.
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Post by Joe Gibken on Oct 17, 2012 18:50:01 GMT -5
Joe nodded to her. She'd gotten it right.
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