An old flame, a new game
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((Sounds good to me Big Grin Sorry for the shortness.))

The voice, and Deuce looked up. Her bi-colored eyes widened as she met the deep green eyes of the woman she'd thought long gone. She stood slowly, her eyes not leaving the face of the woman she'd loved. Still loved, if truth be told. She walked close enough to Soran that she could feel the body heat from the dark femme. She licked her lips, drawing in deep breaths. She let her hand drift up and rest against the female's cheek, her long fingers resting easily against the face she knew so well. She stared into the woman's eyes, her throat too tight to speak. Both hands now traced the curves of Soran's face and shoulder, moving restlessly as though to re-memorize the subtle curves of the body under them.

Her fingers found the chain to the pentagram, and she let her fingertip caress the smooth well-worn trinket. She laughed then and pulled Soran into a tight hug. She didn't want to let go of the woman, for fear she would vanish. "Oh, Soran...I've missed you so much."


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