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Post by Trixie Delacour on Apr 9, 2007 23:53:08 GMT -5
Trixie turned around and looked at Rowan. "Why are you looking at me like that?" she asked raising an eyebrow. She'd been so busy she hadn't noticed it before. She had been concentrating on how the markings on her body signified everything she stood for and everything Rowan didn't. She been thinking about how what she desperately wanted to happen defied everything they both stood for. Good and evil never succeeded in love when it envolved each other. Look at what happened to Phoebe and Cole. Even based on the logic she'd given herself she couldn't deny her feelings for Rowan. No matter how much she wanted to. |
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Post by Rowan Angelark on Apr 10, 2007 0:01:40 GMT -5
Rowan turned away as Trixie spoke. "No reason." Rowan said. He couldn't tell her that she was beautiful and he was in love with her. It wouldn't be good in the long run. But he still couldn't deny his feeling for the Fury Princess. He loved her.
With every fiber of his being, he loved her. And he couldn't deny that. Even if she did represent darkness and he represent light, Rowan loved her.
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Post by Trixie Delacour on Apr 10, 2007 0:08:18 GMT -5
"Oh come on Rowan what is it?" Trixie asked stepping a little bit closer to him. She saw the look in his eyes that she'd seen many times before but had ignored because she herself didn't want to face the truth. For her it was bad enough that she had actually become friends with him but to love him, too? That in itself was unthinkable.
"Seriously tell me?" she said trying to get whatever was on his mind out of him and into the open. |
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Post by Rowan Angelark on Apr 10, 2007 8:27:07 GMT -5
Rowan didn't want to tell her at first. He tried to keep his feelings for her hidden. But she was pushing him to tell her. It was getting harder and harder to do so. Rowan finally gave in. Rowan placed his lips against her soft lips gently to form a kiss.
He pulled away quickly and then orbed out, Embarrassed.
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Post by Trixie Delacour on Apr 10, 2007 9:10:12 GMT -5
Trixie gasped as his lips touched hers. When he orbed away Trixie stood there speechless, something she rarely was. She was shocked. A kiss was something that she had anticipated or expected. She let her fingers graze her lips, which wer still warm from the contact with his.
"I am so screwed,"she said outloud as she stood on the bridge alone. |
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