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Post by Brent Yaxley on Aug 22, 2013 3:10:20 GMT
Pressing his thumb and forefinger to of his right hand to his temples, the older male sat still for a moment, a throb passing through his head. "It's nothing." He repeated as he placed his hand on her shoulder as he shifted back, his hand keeping her in place so he wouldn't accidentally kick her in the face if she moved as he pulled his legs up onto the bed.
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Tiffany Lestrange
i'm not a fool, i just love that you're dead inside, i'm not a fool, i'm just lifeless too.
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Post by Tiffany Lestrange on Aug 22, 2013 3:21:32 GMT
Inhaling sharply at the contact, she went still before looking at him lying there & felt a brand new surge of maternalness wash over her. She thought about it & almost gagged at the idea, surpressing the feeling as best she could.
"Then humor me." she said, almost smirking at the familiarity - they'd had the same exchange when he'd fought with Ophelia last. She watched him for a moment before she was sure he was going to stay lying down, & headed out of her room to go downstairs.
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Post by Brent Yaxley on Aug 23, 2013 20:35:18 GMT
Brent shifted again as he moved to lay down, his muscles aching from tiredness and overuse. "No." He answered before moving into the middle of the bed, his back propping up against the pillows.
Watching her as she left, Brent shuffled again, laying down properly, his head resting into the pillows as he sleepily closed his eyes.
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Tiffany Lestrange
i'm not a fool, i just love that you're dead inside, i'm not a fool, i'm just lifeless too.
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Post by Tiffany Lestrange on Aug 23, 2013 23:47:32 GMT
She sighed when he protested, then had to bite back her smirk when he did, anyway. Nibbling on her lip as she bounded down the steps two at a time. Heading into the kitchen to get a mug, she set it on the counter & only then noticed Thorfinn standing over the stovetop with a pot of water.
"What are you doing?" he asked her - not out of thinking she shouldn't be in her own kitchen, but because the kitchen was normally not a place you'd find her in.
"Tea. Yaxely's - erm." she went quiet for a moment, "just having a lie-in. Not 100% today."
Thorfinn stirred the pot & tossed some of the ingredients around the counter in, glancing at her again. "Is he, now?" he grabbed the mug from her as she fussed with getting some leaves bagged, & nodding for her to grab another for the tea. "Here." he ladeled a little into the mug from the pot & held it out to her.
Surprised, she took the mug & the fresh tea, giving him a small nod of approval in 'thanks', heading back up the stairs carefully balancing the fluids in both mugs, before knocking softly & nudging the door open with her knee.
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