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Posted by FANTOME on September 25, 2008, 1:22 pm
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His face adores, but splits with troubles that lay in Andarin and in Ni’Srilan. Now his attention must span to the ocean. Courage plays in the water as easily as it plays in her. The place where she touched him remains damp and cool. Genesis voice is terse, and the ghost understands her apprehension. The two-faced Oceantree had gone screaming to his Delilah before he could tell her himself. Now he did not know what the outcome of their love would be.
His lips are apologetic, but his eyes hold pride, for Brutus was his third successful steal, and now he was a Mercenary. “Genesis…” He does not know what to say, he has his own questions. His heart aches to know what made her accuse him of the things that ran him from their life before. “I stole because it was easy, I stole him for a title and nothing more. I will not tell him anything of us or of Courage.” Hooded eyes flit to watch his baby in her element. “In one week, I will return him to you in exchange for Narcissus.” Had the Jaegers had no prisoners of Andarin, he would have released the newcomer, but for the moment, he is still in a political position.
“I understand if you’re angry, but do not worry about him… This may even help him on his way to becoming a spy.” Having being caught in his own game, having suffering the greatest horror from it, the ghost knows that it is best to learn quickly that even you can be a target. He pushes the thought from his mind, with the theft of her other lover, he is now likely to spend more time blocking himself.
His muzzle extends to her shoulder, unable to resist touching her once more, testing her presence. “I thought I saw you when I was on the outskirts of Solira…” He pauses, trying to comprehend the whirl of events that shook his world. “What happened that day… What made you have them exile me?” His face begins to break
FANTOME
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