Penny for your thoughts, I fear. - Printable Version +- 'Souls IPB Archive (November 2007–October 2012) (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb) +-- Forum: Dead IC (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb/forumdisplay.php?fid=110) +--- Forum: Dead Topics (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb/forumdisplay.php?fid=21) +--- Thread: Penny for your thoughts, I fear. (/showthread.php?tid=2794) |
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- Conri Church - 07-31-2008 [html]
- Asanotohl Novek - 07-31-2008 [html]<style type="text/css"> .nireetablechels strong {color:#ccbca3;} </style> http://img413.imageshack.us/img413/4777/van2do8.png) #b09480 bottom no-repeat; color:#000; font:9pt georgia; line-height:1.1em; padding:2em; padding-bottom:6.0em; text-align:justify;"> Asanotohl was apparently a light sleeper, her bi-colored eyes opening as soon as the weight of the mattress had been taken. She watched the red male crawl to the tent opening, and a sudden fear leapt into her heart; he was going to leave. But instead, he stopped, sat there and murmured something that was incoherent until she listened closer. A soft frown came across her façade, and she sat up slowly, scooting to the edge of her mattress until her feet sunk into the plush rug. She stared at him a moment, lightly ruffling her already wild and disheveled black hair with a single hand. You won’t hurt me, Conri… she said softly, letting her hand fall into her lap with the other. table by chels [/html]
- Conri Church - 07-31-2008 [html]
- Asanotohl Novek - 07-31-2008 [html]<style type="text/css"> .nireetablechels strong {color:#ccbca3;} </style> http://img413.imageshack.us/img413/4777/van2do8.png) #b09480 bottom no-repeat; color:#000; font:9pt georgia; line-height:1.1em; padding:2em; padding-bottom:6.0em; text-align:justify;"> She shook her head, even though he could not see it, though as she watched, she could see that he had drawn blood. Worry slipped into her eyes, and Asa moved even as he had turned to yell at her. She winced slightly at his harshness, but did not stop as she dropped to her knees and edged forth, reaching a hand carefully for his neck. No, she said firmly, albeit quietly;. you won’t. She touched the mark he had made on his neck, covering it tenderly with her hand. table by chels [/html]
- Conri Church - 07-31-2008 [html]
- Asanotohl Novek - 07-31-2008 [html]<style type="text/css"> .nireetablechels strong {color:#ccbca3;} </style> http://img413.imageshack.us/img413/4777/van2do8.png) #b09480 bottom no-repeat; color:#000; font:9pt georgia; line-height:1.1em; padding:2em; padding-bottom:6.0em; text-align:justify;"> Her grabbed her arm, and suddenly she didn’t see Conri, but she saw Quilas. The image faded nearly as quickly as it had come, and Asa quivered, closing her eyes tight against the nightmare she was sure to come. Had she tried to save Quilas from his insanity as well? Who is he? She asked very quietly, despite him yelling at her. Her eyes remained closed, as if it would all go away… as if Conri would come back. She took her other hand and held on to his arm, which was currently suffocating her own. Please, Conri… But she suddenly didn’t know who she was talking to. table by chels [/html]
- Conri Church - 08-01-2008 [html]
- Asanotohl Novek - 08-01-2008 [html]<style type="text/css"> .nireetablechels strong {color:#ccbca3;} </style> http://img413.imageshack.us/img413/4777/van2do8.png) #b09480 bottom no-repeat; color:#000; font:9pt georgia; line-height:1.1em; padding:2em; padding-bottom:6.0em; text-align:justify;"> As he shifted, Asa opened her eyes to him, watching as he pulled at her, bringing himself closer. I know you don’t… she said softly, looking up into his face placidly. She released his arm, and used this free arm to push herself up to her feet. She had to bend slightly, due to his grip on her other arm, but she stepped forward, her free hand touching his ear and sliding down his neck, gently grasping his mane. She looked down at him, kissing the top of his head gently. Do you remember last night, Conri? You made me happy… and I think I made you happy… if only for a while… If she could take his mind away, help him, save him… maybe everything would become clearer to him; maybe he wouldn’t fight himself. table by chels [/html]
- Conri Church - 08-01-2008 [html]
- Asanotohl Novek - 08-01-2008 [html]<style type="text/css"> .nireetablechels strong {color:#ccbca3;} </style> http://img413.imageshack.us/img413/4777/van2do8.png) #b09480 bottom no-repeat; color:#000; font:9pt georgia; line-height:1.1em; padding:2em; padding-bottom:6.0em; text-align:justify;"> Conri pressed himself into her stomach, sobbing, dampening her fur with his tears. He buried himself into her, and cried, leased his very spirit, as well as his apology. Asa looked down at him and smiled, using her newly released hand to come and caress him gently, stroking his ears, his neck, his back. Then she curled her fingers into his mane, much like the previous night. Shhh, it’s okay, she cooed, rubbing him again. And no need to be sorry… you didn’t hurt me, Conri. I’m safe… we’re safe. She held him tightly now, using her fingers to stroke the back of his head lightly. table by chels [/html]
- Conri Church - 08-04-2008 [html]
- Asanotohl Novek - 08-05-2008 [html]<style type="text/css"> .nireetablechels strong {color:#ccbca3;} </style> http://img413.imageshack.us/img413/4777/van2do8.png) #b09480 bottom no-repeat; color:#000; font:9pt georgia; line-height:1.1em; padding:2em; padding-bottom:6.0em; text-align:justify;"> No, she murmured down to him in response, closing her eyes softly against the feel of his gentle, caressing touch. Shame befell her suddenly, and she frowned vaguely to herself; for how could she worry about such thoughts, when Conri was in so much pain? How could she be so selfish? Asa bent down again, aware of where his hand moved, as she wrapped her arms around his neck and cradled him gently, letting his subsiding tears wet her shoulder. You did good, Conri. You’ve won for now… She hugged him a bit tighter, lavishing his cheek softly with her tongue. table by chels [/html]
- Conri Church - 08-05-2008 [html]
- Asanotohl Novek - 08-05-2008 [html]<style type="text/css"> .nireetablechels strong {color:#ccbca3;} </style> http://img413.imageshack.us/img413/4777/van2do8.png) #b09480 bottom no-repeat; color:#000; font:9pt georgia; line-height:1.1em; padding:2em; padding-bottom:6.0em; text-align:justify;"> I know, I know. She licked his ear between words, biting tenderly into the fur of his cheek soon afterwards. I’m glad you’re strong enough, and you care enough not to hurt me, though… She smiled into the side of his face, offering him another comforting lick as her fingers trailed small lines up and down his back. I will never give you a reason to hurt me, Conri. I won’t drive you there… I want you to be happy. table by chels [/html]
- Conri Church - 08-05-2008 [html]
- Asanotohl Novek - 08-05-2008 [html]<style type="text/css"> .nireetablechels strong {color:#ccbca3;} </style> http://img413.imageshack.us/img413/4777/van2do8.png) #b09480 bottom no-repeat; color:#000; font:9pt georgia; line-height:1.1em; padding:2em; padding-bottom:6.0em; text-align:justify;"> Self-incrimination seemed to be a forte of Conri’s, and she could only shake her head slightly at his words. Don’t say that, she said firmly, unwilling to coerce with such an attitude. Everyone deserves to be happy… happiness is a cure, a sure way to right your life. You can’t be happy hurting others, Conri; you’re so upset about it. Her hand stroked the back of his head, twiddling with his ears for a moment. Tell me something that makes you happy… concentrate on it, she whispered, tongue swiping against his muzzle as she looked into his sorrow-filled eyes. table by chels [/html]
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