01-30-2009, 04:26 PM
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Alexey's ears perked up instantly as she heard the front door being pushed open. At first, she had assumed it was only her imagination playing tricks on her. After all, no one in Dahlia de Mai seemed rude enough to simply walk into another person’s house without knocking first. Granted, it wasn’t really her house but she had the right to be in there. Her body was tense, and senses alert. Footsteps. They were coming closer to the bedroom in which she’d been staying. She wasn’t crazy after all; this was really happening. Someone was in the house, and whoever it was needed to have a damned good reason for not asking permission before coming in.
The tawny woman cursed through clenched teeth, fully aware that she wouldn’t be able to defend herself if the intruder turned out to be hostile. She’d been experimenting with shifting earlier that day and hadn’t bothered to change back. She could coordinate her movements a little better than before, but she was still clumsy enough to get her butt kicked by basically anyone. Then, out of nowhere, the scent hit her nostrils. Why hadn’t she been able to make the connection until now? Suddenly, the footsteps headed her way became music to her ears. “Kol?” she called out meekly from inside the bedroom, before moving closer to the doorway and poking her head out.
Honey-hued eyes widened as they caught sight of the black female, and for a moment, Lexey simply stared at her best friend in disbelief. She blinked a few times, as if to make sure she wasn’t dreaming. “Kol?” she repeated, calling out to the younger lady once more. Alexey was now inches from the illusion, close enough reach out and touch her. And she did much more than that. Before long, the Koios femme found herself clinging to her best friend and refusing to let go. “Kol! Please stay!” she pleaded, hugging the life out of the other woman.
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Alexey's ears perked up instantly as she heard the front door being pushed open. At first, she had assumed it was only her imagination playing tricks on her. After all, no one in Dahlia de Mai seemed rude enough to simply walk into another person’s house without knocking first. Granted, it wasn’t really her house but she had the right to be in there. Her body was tense, and senses alert. Footsteps. They were coming closer to the bedroom in which she’d been staying. She wasn’t crazy after all; this was really happening. Someone was in the house, and whoever it was needed to have a damned good reason for not asking permission before coming in.
The tawny woman cursed through clenched teeth, fully aware that she wouldn’t be able to defend herself if the intruder turned out to be hostile. She’d been experimenting with shifting earlier that day and hadn’t bothered to change back. She could coordinate her movements a little better than before, but she was still clumsy enough to get her butt kicked by basically anyone. Then, out of nowhere, the scent hit her nostrils. Why hadn’t she been able to make the connection until now? Suddenly, the footsteps headed her way became music to her ears. “Kol?” she called out meekly from inside the bedroom, before moving closer to the doorway and poking her head out.
Honey-hued eyes widened as they caught sight of the black female, and for a moment, Lexey simply stared at her best friend in disbelief. She blinked a few times, as if to make sure she wasn’t dreaming. “Kol?” she repeated, calling out to the younger lady once more. Alexey was now inches from the illusion, close enough reach out and touch her. And she did much more than that. Before long, the Koios femme found herself clinging to her best friend and refusing to let go. “Kol! Please stay!” she pleaded, hugging the life out of the other woman.