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Post by Ciarda on Aug 21, 2006 21:14:33 GMT -5
She looked down at the stitching and nodded, "Nicely done. And I think I will follow orders and go sleep for a week. I feel like I need it." As if on cue, she yawned.
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Post by Damien on Aug 21, 2006 21:17:25 GMT -5
Damien laughed, "Sounds good, why don't you do whatever it is you need to do in here and I'll go change the sheets on your bed. " He gave her a slightly guilty look, "You know since I got them wet in the first place."
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Post by Ciarda on Aug 21, 2006 21:20:12 GMT -5
Cia nodded, "Okay. The clean sheets are in the second drawer in the black dresser. If you open the second drawer on the white dresser, I may have to kick you out." She said with a grin, "I don't need you poking through my unmentionables. Remember, Black dresser."
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Post by Damien on Aug 21, 2006 21:22:14 GMT -5
Damien blinked and carefully began to repeat to himself, "Black, black, black." as he walked out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. Carefully avoiding the white dresser he walked over to the black one, opened the second drawer and pulled out a set of clean sheets. Then he went about changing the linens on the bed.
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Post by Ciarda on Aug 21, 2006 21:25:33 GMT -5
Cia couldn't help but smile as she shut the door behind him and carefully changed into an oversized t-shirt and a pair of boy shorts. BLack and black of course. She washed her face in the sink, rinseing away all traces of lipstick, mascarra, and eyeliner, and walked out of the bathroom about five minutes later, looking quite plain. She glanced into the living room, and seeing almost no signs of life out of Colin, walked into her room.
"Find them okay?"
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Post by Damien on Aug 21, 2006 21:28:51 GMT -5
Damien preened a bit as he smoothed the comforter over the bed one last time, "As you can see, I found them just fine, now I just need to find a chocolate for your pillow and two out of three requirments of the perscription will be filled." he said with a wink and then walked over and gave Cia a careful hug. "Thanks" he said
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Post by Ciarda on Aug 21, 2006 21:31:41 GMT -5
Cia hugged him back and kissed him lightly on the cheek, "No Dame, thank you." She said as she walked over to the bed and sat on the edge, "Come talk to me. I want to know how you and Colin met." She had that knowing look in her eye, like she knew too much, but wasn't sharing just yet.
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Post by Damien on Aug 21, 2006 21:42:34 GMT -5
Damien hesitated for a minute before nodding and walking over to sit on the bed, shrugging out of his coat and carefully taking off his shoes before sitting cross legged on top of the comforter. " We meet under... unusual circumstances," he said his eyes slightly glazed but he still kept enough sense to edit out a few details of their meeting, "I was with a client and Colin came up and disrupted us right in the middle of business." he said leaving out the part were Colin disrupting them equaled Colin killing the man.
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Post by Stalker on Aug 21, 2006 22:44:45 GMT -5
Colin was sufficently passed out on the couch. His hand twitched every now and again, but other than that and his soft breathing he was motionless.
(Did someone ever take Colin's coat off? Because if so... *drool*)
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Post by Ciarda on Aug 25, 2006 9:41:02 GMT -5
After Dame had seated himself on the bed, Ciarda scooted over and slipped under neath the covers and leaned on a pillow while listening to him. She was indeed very curious about these two, and as she had noticed earilier, they had some serious history together.
"I'm sure that's not the end of it." Cia said with a grin.
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Post by Damien on Aug 25, 2006 19:24:54 GMT -5
Damien gave her a wicked sort of a grin, "Hardly," he said, supressing a yawn, it had been a very long night after all. "I then processeded to switch my business to him and we swam like sheeps for about two years." he murmered the last part, laying down parallel to Cia and propping himself up on one hand.
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Post by Ciarda on Aug 25, 2006 19:31:12 GMT -5
As Dame fought with his urge to yawn, Ciarada yawned herself and nodding, hearing, but not quite absorbing what Dame was saying, "How long ago was that?" She asked as she snuggled into one of her pillows and watched him curiously. She was fighting to keep her eyes open. She was so tired.
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Post by Damien on Aug 25, 2006 19:33:27 GMT -5
Damien blinked at her, "Lesse, I was 16 or so when I meet him and I'm older now..." he trailed off, staring at his hand. "8 years?" he said tentatively.
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Post by Ciarda on Aug 25, 2006 19:36:26 GMT -5
Cia nodded, closing her eyes for a moment before opening them again, "You two must either have no one else, or just love each other that much." She mumbled. When she said love, she ment that type of deep friendship, nothing more, nothing less.
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Post by Damien on Aug 25, 2006 19:49:39 GMT -5
Damien was practically asleep, he had curled up tighting into himself and looked like a very cozy kitty. "Can't get rid of the bastard for more than a few years on end is more like it." he murmured.
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