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Post by Aram X. Skept on Jan 12, 2007 22:09:12 GMT -5
Aram heard what Phoenix had to say, but he was just doing as told. He wasn't owned, but he was the weakest link, so it was his job on the line if he did not follow. His eyes saw the tattoos on the girls back being rubbed tenderly. He had no clue as to what they did signify something such as a family marking or something such as a slave ID.
His long piano like fingers reached out to the desings as he quietly approached her. His thumbs began rubbing her back in a circular motion with his head resting against the back of her's. He gave a sigh, breathing on her neck. What.. a lon tiring day.. Aram thought as the odd comotion that was brought up suddenly and randomly, bringing only troubles to his mind. That was all during the ship's preasence. Only silent was brought upon them.
"I'm tired.." He softly mumbled as he could feel Phoenix's hair in his face softly brush against it as he talked or breathed.
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Post by Phoenix Jade on Jan 12, 2007 22:21:22 GMT -5
Phoenix's breath caught in her throat the moment she felt his touch. The captive froze, her back tensed again. "Are you okay Aram?" The younger girl turned toward him. "Maybe you should go to bed. I'll be fine out here if you're tired." Her face showed concern as she furrowed her eyebrows at him.
The captive was only inches away from him, her red eyes looking into his. Suddenly Phoenix's dress fell off the chain and she rembered it had been there. She picked it up and turned away heading back toward the main mast. "Good night, Aram."
((I know I'm making this hard for you, but that's the way she acts.))
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Post by Aram X. Skept on Jan 12, 2007 22:54:40 GMT -5
[[It's not hard when I have a character like Aram]]
His eyes of dark sand rolled again, for the second time today as he felt the stupidity arise from Phoenix. Is she that dense? Aram's mind seemed to yell as his hand reached out for the girl's arm tightly, pulling her towards him. The grip that once existed near her elbow began to loosen and his other hand was placed behind the girl's head, supporting it as he stole a kiss from her.
The seconds without breathing were back again, after being robbed of a kiss from Claudia, the complete flirtiscious stranger. Though this time he was the one making the move. A prisoner? The captive of the Black Bolt.
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Post by Phoenix Jade on Jan 13, 2007 7:38:49 GMT -5
Phoenix was stunned, unable to think in her usual mind. She leaned unto the kiss, sliding her hands up his chest to grip his shoulders. Her stomach was in knots, and all the captive could think was: Wow! The younger girl pulled back for a breath, and everything came flooding back to her in jumbles.
"We..c...c-c... We shouldn't have done that," Phoenix whispered, still breathless from the kiss. Damn you're showing weakness again. Be strong, now's not the time to be listening to your heart. Listen to your mind, it will guide you. She scolded herself. "I'm sorry," the captive choked, unsure why she regretted saying it. Her hands fell to her sides and the chain clinked, as she turned around frozen in place. Phoenxi's feet refused to move from their spot.
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Post by Aram X. Skept on Jan 14, 2007 18:52:03 GMT -5
Aram curled his fingers in a fist like position, placing his pointer finger on his lips. "But you didn't refuse nor reject it," he finally spoke as he remained stnading in place. There's nothing wrong wih the sittuation. After all, my parents would know that the best, wouldn't they? "Well," he started off, not needing to keep the odd atmosphere. "Then there's nothing more to say.. right?" Aram spoke softly, as he walked right next to Phoenix again, this time to make his way to the top of the mast.
"I'm sure the Cap'n would give ye some clothing to change into once she returns. Good night," Aram noted just before climbing his way up to his watch out. He seemed relaxed and his attitude seemed fairly normal, as if nothing had ever happened between the two. The sky seemed pretty lively at the time though, for him to say 'Good Night'. It was the time when it showed off its colors of red, gold, orange, purples, and many other colors.
I'm not regretting it. No. I'm not, Aram told himself as he took the first step up towards the bird's nest, where he would rest until the rest of the crew would get back. His journal was there at the time, seeing how only a few people were able to get a hold of it from way up there. At least I'll have 'company', he said, reffering to the pen and journal.
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Post by Phoenix Jade on Jan 14, 2007 19:06:15 GMT -5
"Good night," Phoenix whispered watching him. Her lips tingled from the kiss. The wind blew through her hair as she stood silently for a few more moments. The captive returned to her space, falling asleep on the hard wooden deck. The towel covered her long slim figre like a blanket.
{End thread}
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