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Post by Hamlet on Jan 27, 2008 21:24:05 GMT -5
He kept his gaze fowards as he keeps moving next to her. he paused only slightly to lit up his cigarette and took a hit. shaking his hand lightly he breaths out to clear the fire flame. When she spoke and mummbled he merely glanced at her before stepping lightly infront before waiting for her to keep walking. Glancing back at her when she starts moving again and she spoke once more. he nods, "Mine started yesterday... and seems to still be going down hill." he muttered. "doesn't seem like its looking up either."
He held his hit between his two finger lightly flicking the ashes off of it. He felt like his body was going through convulsions. His hands were slightly shakey which had began to notice as time passed on. Clearing his throat he took another hit.
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Post by Alanna on Jan 27, 2008 21:33:09 GMT -5
Nadia gave a nod of understanding. She walked on glancing to him as they passed under light from a street nearby. A thin brown rose but she looked away. "Not the best smelling thing is it", she commented about the cig he had. It wasn't she was complaining but more of wondering aloud. She didn't see how anyone could smoke tabacco. She tried it once having stolen a purse and finding some in it. It was disgusting stuff. Or that was in her opinion.
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Post by Hamlet on Jan 27, 2008 21:39:50 GMT -5
Listening to her speak he chuckles gently. using his free hand he brushed his hair backwards and lightly let his head move upwards before taking another hit. "Your right. Doesn't smell that great. But something i took on as a complete accident." he shrugs only slightly before exhailing the smoke from his lungs. "Mere boredom. Since then stuck with me." though part of that was a lie. It wasn't because he was bored but then again thats how he started. However alot of it was to make him relax and go from 60 miles and hour to a smooth 15.
His feet shuffled the ground as he continued on trying to calm himself back down but yet he kept finding his eyes moving towards her. Gosh he remembered like it was last night when she had hurt her foot the first time. hahahumming her petty little song and then tripping over some rocks. Ridiculous. thats why he thought some one had to baby sit her. yet there he was thinking about her when he should be saying that about himself. Who was the one who got his a** kicked by a girl? him. Yet she held the moved of about 20 guys he was lucky he just made it out with a wound... and glad she didn't slice up his tattoo oh that would have made him peeved. That was the last sign of still being in that brother hood he and Laios was in. If that was gone, he was pretty much done for. "You don't remember me... do you Nadia..."
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Post by Alanna on Jan 27, 2008 21:48:45 GMT -5
Nadia said nothing after that. She stayed silent just walking along. Gaze flickered about to catch what she could in the dark. Mind slowly picking up once more as she was given the chance to accaully hear her own thoughts. He seemed fine with staying silent so she was fine with it. Thinking one where she would go once she can move without so much as a twinge. Hearing him speak she listened up and stopped when he spoke her name. She never mentioned her name. Nadia looked at him brown eyes searching. Remember him? "Clearly not", she said tone questioning. So much had happened the past year it was hard for her to remember anything really. She had lost her Ary in a run which ended in a nasty fall that broke the mare's neck. Nadia her'sef had taken a nasty hit on the head which amny things of her past was left in the dark as to why she would have forgotten at all.
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Post by Hamlet on Jan 27, 2008 22:02:00 GMT -5
He looks down as she answered, he figured. Then she wouldn't remember that one night... would she? he laughs lightly and then brings his eyes back up towards the night sky. It was almost like this one except raining. Wow. he shook his head, yet he had her and here he was wanting more. Typical. he could hear the questioning in her tone and it seemed to him she tried to forget him, yet he wouldn't blame her.
"A year ago... There was the man.. with a white mare by the name of Vanity." He silenced himself for a second and then thought more on it. Ah Vanity was a good horse, to bad she got stolen. "I was friends with a towns Soldier by the name of Atticus. we were faking a chase about that time I had met you... by Vanity throwing me off over her head." He takes another hit holding it then slowly letting it out again. "You were after this stone which I already had in my postion. and you tried hard on getting it back. You tried your commonly way of trickery with getting it and however I pushed you away saying your charming wit wouldn't work. You grew frustrated and tried to startle my horse by shooting an arrow." He laughs amusedly remembering that day. They were at each others throats all day until all that rage turned into wicked passion. he shook his head. "uherm. we didn't exaclty get along.....well for a while and then the next day we seperated." he said looking at her. He wondered if that rang some bells.
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Post by Alanna on Jan 27, 2008 22:09:23 GMT -5
Nadia looked away as he spoke. Vanity rang a bell. A lovely little creature. As did Atticus, and a false run, rain. Light rain starting to fall made her flinch at first then she calmed. She was tring hard. A name was she could remember really. She shook her head. "If we meet all I can remember is a name honestly. See I sort of took a fall..", she trailed off shifting. Big brown eyes turned on him again. "Was it Raphael by any chance", she asked absently running a hand threw her long hair. Bits a pieces of memory tried to show but it was confissing the order they came in and the bits a pieces till she shook her head clearing them away. She swore undetone and rubbed her temples. It ment she knew him but how well. What he said told her little. Confussion showned in those brown eyes of her's like long before when he had started his little game of dropping hints.
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Post by Hamlet on Jan 27, 2008 22:17:51 GMT -5
He wasn't trying to play a game. Obviously to him she was playing a game with him. He watches her a bit as she seemed to fidget he was guessing tring to push back thoughts but then she spoke. He nods lightly. so she took a fall then she most deffinetly wouldn't remember. "Then you most certainly remember much huh? Maybe thats for that best." if he didn't have a dark complexion and it wasn't dark out side that guy would be blushing. His face heated up and he clears his throat. When she said his name he nods, "Aye thats me. Raphael Cairo, how ever back then I called myself Raphael Avery." he shrugs before taking another hit of his cigarette. "I am not trying to confuse I didn't realize what had happened to you...." His jaws clamped as he looks down at his hands for a second still seeing a bit of a shake in them but it had died down some. He guessed since it was because it was late and his body had went through a trauma it was just now starting to react to it.
"I just wanted to know if you did or not." he breaths out heavily before showing little interest in what was left of his hit. Stopping and bending down near the street. he stubbed his Cigarette till it was no long burning and stuck it back in his pack. He would steal some more pretty soon. Standing back up he looks to her. Images of that one night keeping his mind restless and closing his eyes he tried to forget it. "well I can honestly say you still have your fire whether you remember me or not." He laughs lightly. "either way its good to see you again....." He shrugs only slightly.
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Post by Alanna on Jan 29, 2008 15:27:44 GMT -5
Nadia listened as he spoke not saying anything. Trying to piece together the little bits she did remember. She looked are blankly at him but it was more she was staring off in the dark beyond him. Her cunning mind fitting pieces to the puzzle. When he said it was good to see her again she blinked. "You make it sound like your going to drop dead", she informed him that normal tartness to her tone.
What her mind had together and was still working on almost made her want to blush. My oh my now why would she have her-self stuck in a cave alone with him. Or allow him to kiss or touch heras she saw now so clearly in her mind. Surely they didn't... Now there is an intresting fact. Shaking her head. "Well you must have some charm to you", she muttered just loud enought to be heard. The small woman proped a hand on her hip with thought.
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Post by Hamlet on Jan 29, 2008 15:47:09 GMT -5
He glances at her as she spoke and he rolled his eyes. "And you still think its cute to act like a child." he grumbled. He keeps his walk steady as he stares off into the surroundings. He was walking again and didn't really bother to see if she was following. Most likely she was. His jaws twitched several times before moving his eyes back to her as she scooted up to his side crossing her arms as though she was rather shocked. he told her it was better to not remember but then again he was sure she was oh so curious and decided to dust off the old memory albums and have a peeksie.
When she spoke he stuck the butt up to his lips and got a hit before holding it and letting it escape through his nose. "I didn't hear you complaining." He shrugs lightly. no.. There wasn't complaining on either end it was as though she wanted him just as bad as he wanted her. It was a bit sad however, him being the first he sort of felt bad about it but hell... he wasn't loosing sleep. His chest rose up and down gently as he breathed in keeping his eyes to the side of the road they walked along.
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Post by Alanna on Jan 29, 2008 16:01:05 GMT -5
Of course she followed rather much like a lost sort of puppy. He was right in a few ways. At times she simply went with the flow these days. But she was slowly becoming Nadia as each day passes. "I never said anyone did", she retorted, "I'm just.. of forget it." She was silent for a little bit as they continued on. "Wait why are you here", she asked him stopping again. Now she thought of it this would be their forth time bumping into eachother the first time being outside a tavern ironiclly.
Now a good portion of what happened was at mind. The thick fog that hide everything slowly breaking apart. It happened a this way with a few other memories. Nadia waited for his answer. The fact is now the memories were comming back that feeling seemed to become more clear as her memory did. Disire such a naughty emotion it was. But who wouldn't want such a man, hell she it seemed ended up wanting to be with him and she was know as a hard nut to crack to those who knew her.
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Post by Hamlet on Jan 29, 2008 16:28:05 GMT -5
"Forgotten." He answered spitefully. Rathering amazing how quickly Raphael can dismiss something. He wasn't one to dwell to much in the past and he had only began to even wander there since she came along. His foot falls where slightly heavier but still he walked with the air of not having a worry in the world. because he didn't. He was having a grand ol time. Enjoying the weather, he has a place to stay with out doing any ungodly things as such men likehimself was capable of doing, He got to live to see another day!, his tatoo didn't get cut off which doesn't make him entirely screwed over which keeps him in mostly good ties with Von Maur goverment, he got tabs on Hamlet, and most of all he actually ran into Nadia again. He was actually feeling great.
But then she asked him and she stopped as his movements slowed almost unsure of himself. His back still towards her as his hands went to his pockets, head slightly lowered as he spun around to face her. Eyes stayed on that pretty little frame of hers and slowly trailed up her body slowly to her face not once pausing or looking like he had any thing on his mind. It was more like he was the little boy that got caught shope lifting. "I am here because Atticus is here." He said simply. Partly true. "The whole reason I am actually in Von Maur. As of why I am here with you....." He lightly closes his eyes a small smile crossing his cruel features shaking his head. "I wouldn't know. I just came at your offer." his brow rose as he keeps at a stand still watching her swaying back and forth on the balls of his feet as he kept his hands in his pockets. Tring to fight the urge of going and embracing her as he had been trying to fight that temptation since she came up to Ruse. The deep breath he held in his lungs he silently allowed it to be released as he waited for her to move again.
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Post by Alanna on Jan 29, 2008 16:38:16 GMT -5
Big brown eyes on him intently as she waited. When he spoke a thin brow rose slightly. So Atticus was here that ment soemthing was going on if these two were in the same place the same time. When he spoke again she listened then gave a small shrug. She took a few steps to come up before him. Eyes on him with a look that would hold most ment in place. A hand lifted and touched a button on his shirt as she let her eyes move away. She gave a soft sigh and said nothing. She turned to pass him. He wouldn't want her crowding about. they couldn;t stand eachother why try and make things work at all if they only snapped at eachothers throats. Her hand lightly brushing across half his chest away rom thebutton as seh went to move on with their walk.
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Post by Hamlet on Jan 29, 2008 17:00:06 GMT -5
She said nothing and this must mean it was a good thing. Right? He stayed in place and then thats when her image filled his eyes. Her stalkingish movements heading towards him. Ok maybe he was exaggerating it but still. His eyes traveled down her body as he found himself holding his breath and releasing it again as he was trying to keep the pumping jack rabit in his chest to slow down. She was most certainly making it hard to be nonchalant about this. as she stood infront of him and touched a button on his shirt he felt his hands lightly clench as he fought the urge to touch her.
However he kept his eyes downwards watching her as she soon thought better of whatever she was going to do and went to slid passed him brushing her fingers a crossed his chest. As she was somwhat away from him he immediately was on her heels following still fighting to keep his hands in his pockets. "somethings on your mind?"
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Post by Alanna on Jan 29, 2008 17:07:24 GMT -5
Nadia had almost half wished he stopped her. That had grabbed her and pulled her back. A childish thought and she knew it. Scolding her-self she just walked along. When he asked her if soemthing on her mind she gave a small smile. "You", she said weither he took it as her trying to mess with him or telling the truth was all up to him to choose. Nadia saw no reason to lie. Plus it might be worth her while if he gave a reaction. Now only to see what it was now that is what she waited for nerves on the edge as she waited.
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Post by Hamlet on Jan 29, 2008 18:16:12 GMT -5
He steps easily behind her staring down lightly allowing his hands to be removed from his pockets but kept in fists as his sides to keep him from touching. He didn't want to freak her out or get a swift kick in his pride. He lightly leaned forwards as he kept his intense dark eyes on her. Waiting her answer.
When she finally did speak it, his heart pounded even harder in his chest hands automatically with out him thinking grabbed her arms in a frim graps but it was nothing brute like. More like a hold. he stepped up into her back bending slightly downwards to where his mouth lightly brushed towards her ear as he closed his eyes. His chest touched her back as he kept her there lightly breathing. Images from a year ago but completely intwined in his mind as though it was just yesterday it happened. Desire. Such a funny thing that could get a mans blood boiling. Closing his eyes he paused. Wait. what am I doing getting all worked up over a woman? and Nadia! for that matter. Letting go of her arms he stepped back. Clearing his throat and slightly ducking his head as his face burned with a blush.
"none sense." He said as step aside her and walked passed. "I have no reason to hold such a power over your mind nor have I done anything to keep myself there." oy he felt like a jacka** he had just done something, something he was sure that it was to get her all fired up just as himself. Boy was he acting silly but then again weren't they always acting silly when around each other? He keeps walking not once looking back as he was trying to shake himself free from any thoughts that was trying to entrap him. no he wouldn't allow it. He let thoughts of Juli cross his mind which slowed things and the intensely growing heat that he had suddenly felt.
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