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Post by Deleted on Apr 17, 2008 8:12:08 GMT -5
OOC: Sorry for going all feminazi on you. I think she was bursting to say that. "We're all loose-lipped, given the right circumstances," Dacey said bitterly. "Every man or woman has a price. Even you."
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Post by The Stranger on Apr 17, 2008 11:05:48 GMT -5
Flea shook his head solemnly. "No." Flea's grip on the handle of his blade tightened, his knuckles white. "once.. maybe, but I've learned. Lord Varner died so that I could live. And I must carry on his dream... and nothing can get in the way. Nothing."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 17, 2008 11:35:16 GMT -5
"What dream?"
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Post by The Stranger on Apr 17, 2008 11:39:25 GMT -5
"Well Lord Varner thought that ... Hey! You're doing it!" Flea scowled. "See, this is what I'm saying. Just cause you've got a nice set of tits, and long legs, and pretty hair and I start blabbering like a jackass." Flea set his jaw and looked at the dagger in his hand. He finally put it away since it was obvious he was not going to stab anyone.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 17, 2008 11:51:29 GMT -5
Dacey smiled, secretly delighted to find proof that Flea really was a normal man. "Flea, now that I know it's you I serve, I will be loyal to you," she said softly, looking at him with kitten's eyes. "We've always been friends, haven't we? And Varner, he was my protector. What was his dream? I swear, I'll do anything I can to help make it happen."
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Post by The Stranger on Apr 17, 2008 12:02:47 GMT -5
"If you want to help, you have to trust me. If you don't trust us, it can't work. But now you see why I can't be a with a woman." Flea frowned slightly, "What we have to do is to important to make a silly mistake and ruin it."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 17, 2008 12:08:39 GMT -5
"I trust you," Dacey said, and she meant it. She had not trusted the Weasel, but she did trust Flea. But she was curious too. "Tell me, what is it we have to do?"
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Post by The Stranger on Apr 17, 2008 12:11:13 GMT -5
"We have to know more, about everything. There are so many pieces we don't know. So if you can keep your ears open," he smiled slightly, "and your mouth shut more, We might be okay. And get me that axe." Flea stood up, as if to go.
"I envy you very much. Getting to be... and... you know. It must not be so dreadfully lonely." He said turning to face her again.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 17, 2008 12:20:46 GMT -5
"It doesn't have to be lonely for you either," Dacey whispered, cupping his cheek in one hand.
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Post by The Stranger on Apr 17, 2008 12:32:18 GMT -5
He put his hand over hers, for a moment, and than moved it away.
"Yes it does. Unless you know a girl who can not hear or speak my secrets, I must be alone."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 17, 2008 12:33:44 GMT -5
Dacey caught his hand and pulled him back to her gently. "You must learn to trust, Flea," she murmured, gazing at him with half-lidded green-grey eyes, which looked like liquid pools in the candlelight.
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Post by The Stranger on Apr 17, 2008 12:38:25 GMT -5
Flea's knees weakened slightly, and he frowned, conflicted... "I don't know about that... It seems a mistake."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 17, 2008 12:41:34 GMT -5
Her arms went around him, and she gently pressed herself against him, in her blue silk bedrobe. "Do you mean to hurt me, Flea? I would never betray you," she whispered.
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Post by The Stranger on Apr 17, 2008 12:53:27 GMT -5
Flea felt the woman, a full, grown woman, pressed against his young, teen body, and he quivered slightly, and than Dacey knew that she had him.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 17, 2008 13:03:36 GMT -5
Dacey kissed his cheek softly. She smelled of honeysuckle and roses. "What did Lord Varner want us to do for him, love?" she whispered.
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