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Post by Pan on Jan 28, 2013 15:29:01 GMT -5
Isis raises and eyebrow now at him. "Yeah don't worry I have delta with a lot worse plus I am going to find to find places for all these princes to sleep. I was under the impression that I would only have to house eight people not over thirty now. Can you just do me a favor and go see if Nef is all right?"
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Post by Seven on Jan 28, 2013 15:30:25 GMT -5
"Funny how those things seem to happen..." Daemon muttered to himself, knowing he was going to have to fight thirty people. "Very well, Isis. I'll go see to her." And with that, he walked away.
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Post by Pan on Jan 28, 2013 15:33:35 GMT -5
Nefertari had made her way back to her room with the two girls. Nef was sitting on the bed with her face berried on her hands as both girls where sitting next to her. Nef was very distort over the whole thing that was going on.
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Post by Seven on Jan 28, 2013 15:36:08 GMT -5
Daemon's approach was silent, but even so, when his fingers landed on her bare shoulder, the transition was smooth and soft enough that the touch wasn't startling. His touch had eased its way down. He said nothing, allowing the silence to remain.
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Post by Pan on Jan 28, 2013 15:38:56 GMT -5
Nef jumped at his touch as she quickly moved her head to look at him. "Daemon when did you get in here?" When their father appeared the two girls got a subtle hint that their parents might need to talk alone and both got up from next to Nef and scampered to the other room that was attached, their room.
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Post by Seven on Jan 28, 2013 15:43:54 GMT -5
"Just now," he murmured in response to her almost rhetorical question, taking the opportunity to slide down beside her. "You look... perturbed," he said, his head cocking curiously to the side in his appraisal of her.
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Post by Pan on Jan 28, 2013 15:48:19 GMT -5
Nef looks at him and gives a sigh looking down at her knees now. "That would be a good word to describe how I am feeling... I just don't like this at all." She brings her hands up to her shoulders and shivers. "They way they where all looking at me like I was an object or something... This whole contest is just ridiculous and I hate it and..." She trails off still looking at her knees and not Daemon.
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Post by Seven on Jan 28, 2013 15:50:27 GMT -5
He smiled faintly. "Now whatever happened to feeling flattered about being fought over in gladiatorial combat?" he asked, repeating her words back to her, but his tone was only gently teasing.
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Post by Pan on Jan 28, 2013 15:54:01 GMT -5
She looks up at him now her eyes a little glossed over. "When it was only going to be five men and I had a strong feeling on who was going to win it felt all right. But now there are over thirty here and I know the only thing that all of them want is to marry me so that they can get to my power and I hate feeling like an object." She says but suddenly thought about her words and looked at Daemon now with more of an upset look. She had treated him no better then an object and now she was paying the price. She looks away from him now folding her hands over her lap. "I'm sorry... I'm sorry for everything Daemon."
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Post by Seven on Jan 28, 2013 15:59:49 GMT -5
'That's right--you feel bad about that,' Daemon's inner snarky voice spat. He still carried a grudge, and was vindictive enough to hold it. However, he himself had enough sense to not push it at the moment. Had it not been for all these new suitors arriving, he might have sowed more seeds of regret into her. But his situation was ever-changing, and he had to hold onto what he had earned. Having her affection meant keeping to his place and rising up from it.
Hence, the hand on her shoulder slowly transformed into his arm around her shoulders, softly tugging her against the solidness of his chest. "Hush, it's in the past. Think not of it." He reached around to the other side of her face, gently tilting her head with his hand so that she looked up at him. "Besides, you have a lifetime to make it up to me...." He gave a confident smirk. "Because no one is going to best me."
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Post by Pan on Jan 28, 2013 16:06:31 GMT -5
She looked up at him and smiled and it word might have calmed her down but it wouldn't have been apparent on her face. As she blinked a few times a few tears ran down her cheeks. "I'm... I'm glad I'll have a life time to make that up to you. I don't want any of those man out there none of them. I just want you." She says leaning up and lightly pushing her lips agents his.
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Post by Seven on Jan 28, 2013 16:15:31 GMT -5
He had to admit, that surprised him, those words and their sincerity. It surprised him even that she kissed him. In fact, kissing in general just sort of surprised him because there hadn't really been sincere kisses before. Only manipulative and dominating ones.
Still, he ceased blinking in his slight stun very quickly. He was too much of a professional to be caught off guard, and in the rare case that he was--such as now--he didn't linger there. He closed his eyes and twined an arm around her waist. His other hand rose up from around her shoulders to softly tangle through the hair at the nape of her neck. If she wanted it, it was permission to deepen the kiss.
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Post by Pan on Jan 28, 2013 16:22:09 GMT -5
When she left his hand move to the nape of her neck she couldn't help but give a little smile into the kiss now. She moved closer to him and wrapped her arms around his neck pulling herself closer to him. She allowed the kiss to be deepened. She literally couldn't help herself because they where still connected, with out knowing again, power and energy passed over from her and into him. It felt different from the other times there was more of it and it had a strange warm sensation.
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Post by Seven on Jan 28, 2013 16:39:41 GMT -5
The reach of her power flowing through him was also a touch jarring. He was not used to feeding off of energy that felt so... warm. He had always known that the light and its warmth could only harm him; the fact that it didn't right now, that he felt it as comforting like any other man would, was strange. Last time he had been touched by such warm light, it had seared him, forcing him to undertake a hateful deal. He said nothing of the sort though.
His fingerholds on her tightened slightly, allowing himself to be pulled by her in turn. Her let her part his lips before he deftly parted hers, seeking to invoke her more carnal instincts toward him. Still, it wasn't too much of a push. He would allow her to take this as far as she wanted it to go.
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Post by Pan on Jan 28, 2013 16:50:14 GMT -5
It was still a bit awkward to be sitting next to him kissing him. She moved so that she could sit on his lap now. It was more comfortable this way. She pulls away slightly looking at Daemon threw hooded eyes. "Daemon... I think... I may... Love you." The word where foreign even to her ears to say to another man. The moment the words left her mouth now, now she could feel the energy flow from her to Daemon and at those words something odd happened. She body began to glow lightly but this time it did not burn Daemon. The color of the glow was different it wasn't a light gold color it was a dark red. She looks down at herself now and was silent for a moment as she looks back to him. "I think this is meant for you." She says in a hushed tone.
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