Bre'Cheye
Third Year, Second Semester
Cheerful Free-Spirit
Posts: 466
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Post by Bre'Cheye on Dec 11, 2009 19:52:44 GMT -5
All's fair in love and war!
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Post by Irishman on Dec 11, 2009 22:46:33 GMT -5
War!!
*whips out a snowball shooter and loads it up while taking careful aim on her glowing posterior*
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Bre'Cheye
Third Year, Second Semester
Cheerful Free-Spirit
Posts: 466
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Post by Bre'Cheye on Dec 12, 2009 9:09:15 GMT -5
*holds both hands out toward him creating an invisible wall to shield herself with*
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Post by Irishman on Dec 14, 2009 21:59:35 GMT -5
*takes careful aim, then fires into the rafters, over her head*
*The downfall of snow is tremendous, burying her and her shield*
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Bre'Cheye
Third Year, Second Semester
Cheerful Free-Spirit
Posts: 466
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Post by Bre'Cheye on Dec 14, 2009 22:54:54 GMT -5
*lays beneath the pile of snow*
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Post by Irishman on Dec 17, 2009 14:58:21 GMT -5
*Realizing she has not moved, Irishman runs forward and starts digging thru the snow to make sure she is ok. He finds her inside, protected by her shield even though she is unconcious. he picks her up and carries her back inside the Pub and sets her before the hearth to thaw out*
*He hovers over her fretting as Safarah gives him a dirty look and begins spooning hot wassail into her*
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Bre'Cheye
Third Year, Second Semester
Cheerful Free-Spirit
Posts: 466
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Post by Bre'Cheye on Dec 17, 2009 15:09:31 GMT -5
*opening her eyes and feeling warm liquid trickling down her throat, she looks around and sees only Safarah... with her teeth chattering she asks*
Sa..ss.affarr...aaa.... wh...where... is he?
*looking to her left to see Irishman, she smiles then coughs*
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Post by safarah on Dec 18, 2009 11:30:26 GMT -5
Notices that Bre is OK, Saffie leaves the love birds to frollic in the snow!
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Bre'Cheye
Third Year, Second Semester
Cheerful Free-Spirit
Posts: 466
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Post by Bre'Cheye on Dec 18, 2009 12:03:09 GMT -5
(psssst--I think we are inside  |
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Post by Irishman on Dec 18, 2009 16:16:45 GMT -5
Now that she's gone. . *Irishman drops to his knees beside her and holds her cold hand*
Im so sorry, I didna mean to cause ya harm. Can ya e'er fergive me?
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Bre'Cheye
Third Year, Second Semester
Cheerful Free-Spirit
Posts: 466
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Post by Bre'Cheye on Dec 18, 2009 18:53:25 GMT -5
*shivering still, she smiles and shakes her head indicating that she had forgiven him*
I... forgive y-you *she squeezes his hand to emphasis her feelings*
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Post by Irishman on Dec 20, 2009 21:18:22 GMT -5
*bowing his head, he prays fervently to his Goddess*
A soft, warm glow encompasses her body, removing the cold and leaving behind a warm sensation as well as healing restorative energy
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Bre'Cheye
Third Year, Second Semester
Cheerful Free-Spirit
Posts: 466
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Post by Bre'Cheye on Dec 20, 2009 21:33:19 GMT -5
The warmth that surrounded her not only warmed her but brought a peace about her. While holding his hand with her left hand, she reached out with her other hand to gently touch his cheek.
"Irishman..."
With her hand at his cheek, she let her thumb lightly touch his lips before letting her right hand drop to her lap.
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Post by Torra on Dec 22, 2009 3:58:24 GMT -5
Please, delete this thread it's inappropriate. What you do on your own time (PMs) is your business....but this is a public forum.
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