
Posted by Slv. Voraer on January 31, 2009, 10:19 pm, in reply to "I did nothing of the sort! You're the one with the tongue down >my< throat. " The torrent of fire ended as Voraer clicked his teeth together and sucked the flame back down his throat; it raged inside his mouth for a moment, flickering between his teeth. In its wake he saw her sprawled on the ground, her nose burnt and sizzling, steam curling from it as the cooler air collided with the dissipating heat. She looked… pathetic as she lay, hurt though not scared, never scared of him. Why didn’t she see he was no good for her? Why did she fight so hard for this? Voraer
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He clicked his teeth together again after she lifted herself from the ground, speaking sorrowful words. Still she did not hate, did not fear, did not run. How aggravatingly bullheaded she was! He couldn’t stay here, couldn’t be around her, she angered him beyond belief, drove him to want to play in traffic; but when she stood there looking at him like that, fighting like this, it pierced him through the heart. He didn’t want that.
”It’s better if we’re not friends.” He said flatly, apathetically. Sighing heavily, shaking his head in disbelief he began to turn, about to surge into a run to catch up with Baraqel and make it home. But he halted, throwing a glance over his shoulder to her. ”Please don’t seek me out again.” And then he was gone.
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