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Post by Julie Deveroix (D) on Jan 21, 2008 11:22:41 GMT -5
I shrugged. “I love him dearly, and I think he does me too… but things have changed a lot in the past year. This is…” I sighed. “It’s been a year since… since his heart was broken, maybe never to be mended, and I know it’s a hard time for him, but he’s not talking to me. I wish I could help, be there for him, something… but…” I put my head on his shoulder gently, “he won’t let me in, so I just wait. In his time, I suppose. I miss him.”
I gave Gad a look, and added, “He’s difficult, I know, but he has cause.” Besides, I hadn’t been particularly easy myself.
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Post by Gadleon Shahrizai on Jan 22, 2008 9:54:02 GMT -5
I listened and held as she explained nodding on occasion as her words came forth. Indeed the events she described could and would have an affect on a person. Though from my own perspective I just saw Kendrick and Julie having vastly differing personalities. Not terribly uncommon in siblings gods know I am not a typical member of my clan for example. “Perhaps Julie but also keep in mind your brother might just as often prefer to play his cards near his breast. We each have our own manner in our way of dealings with things and the world at large.”
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Post by Julie Deveroix (D) on Jan 22, 2008 22:49:39 GMT -5
“Right,” I replied. “And as things go…” I shrugged. It didn’t matter. In the end, it didn’t matter. Besides, it seemed my way of dealing with the world was wrong, as far as everyone was concerned. I was this close to getting angry, and I didn’t want to. This was my family we were talking about. I knew my brothers, after all.
But I wanted things to go well with Gad. I wanted to enjoy his presence, and instead this was turning into something strange. Inwardly, I wondered what happened to him – he was different. Not as fiery, or as cheeky as before. “Gad, are you alright?” I asked it out of the blue, but I couldn’t resist. It was just too odd. Doubt was worming its way into my heart. Maybe he didn’t love me anymore. Inwardly, I shrugged. Small wonder. I was laughing stock anyway.
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Post by Gadleon Shahrizai on Jan 23, 2008 9:15:03 GMT -5
I shook my head “Everything is fine, sorry mayhap I am getting a bit too analytical. Probably comes from spending more time alone than in the presence of others. One can turn introspective and that is not always a good thing.” It occurred to me I was being a bit of a bore and so I gave her a reassuring hug. This was someone I cared about and I should take care to make sure that was evident.
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Post by Julie Deveroix (D) on Jan 23, 2008 23:25:55 GMT -5
I leaned in his embrace, though the knot of worry in my heart was growing tight. Maybe I was just in need of relief. Maybe there was something wrong with me.
I sighed, though my smile came light, and I kissed his cheek softly. “Then mayhap it would be a good thing for you to get out more,” I suggested caringly. “After all, this is the city – a large conglomeration of live beings, pressing against one another. No reason to introspect more than necessary…”
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Post by Gadleon Shahrizai on Jan 24, 2008 9:14:44 GMT -5
I smiled at that and patted her back in the embrace. “A very good point, might I encourage you to accompany me in such an endeavor?” I winked “You know if I went on such a mission alone it would probably only lead to more introspection and brooding.”
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Post by Julie Deveroix (D) on Jan 24, 2008 19:59:45 GMT -5
I laughed wholeheartedly, and planted an impetuous kiss on his lips. “But of course,” I replied warmly. “All you ever had to do was ask…” I gave him a little look from under my eyelashes. Didn’t he know he could ask almost anything of me? It was even rather unsettling, come to think of it.
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Post by Gadleon Shahrizai on Jan 25, 2008 9:45:11 GMT -5
I smiled "I know, so what would you like to do for amusement and mischief?"
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Post by Julie Deveroix (D) on Jan 25, 2008 10:15:19 GMT -5
I gave him a look that was just this side of vicious. “You know, I haven’t really had a chance to storm anyone’s orchard in a while. Not since I was a kid, anyway.” I winked, and added, “Unless you’re up for going out to look for a brawl?” Oh, there were other things I had in mind, and they were much more intimate… but if he wanted me that way, I’d let him take me, rather than throw myself at him.
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Post by Gadleon Shahrizai on Jan 26, 2008 11:16:18 GMT -5
"Storm an orchard?" I raised a brow at that. "Why Julie I never figured you for a fruity kind of lass." I gave a small smile at that "I am afraid I am interested in about anything so why don't we finish our drinks and then see where our wandering feet might take us?"
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Post by Julie Deveroix (D) on Jan 26, 2008 14:11:55 GMT -5
I grinned, letting out a girlish giggle. “I think I’ve been called nutty more than fruity,” I replied with another little laughter. “I’ll follow you where you will,” I added to his comment. “But you take the lead.”
I gave him a little grin. If he were to start adventuring in the city, he also needed to get used to such things. Besides, my own wanderings were rather… unplanned.
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Post by Gadleon Shahrizai on Jan 28, 2008 13:23:40 GMT -5
“Well fruit does have more juices” I leaned over and gave her neck a quick sweep of my tongue then leaned back. “And very well thought o be perfectly honest I have no real idea where we might end up.”
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Post by Julie Deveroix (D) on Jan 28, 2008 14:11:09 GMT -5
I squirmed a little for his attention, leaning in imperceptibly. Oh gods, but he had just sparked me, the devil! “Neither do I, but isn’t that the fun part?” I was having a rather amused idea, but I didn’t want to plan ahead. I finished my drink, and gave him a sultry smile. “Are we waiting for something?”
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Post by Gadleon Shahrizai on Jan 28, 2008 14:34:52 GMT -5
I up ended my own drink and then stood “Just for you.” And with that I offered my arm. I had no real clue where we were going and I was not sure it mattered either. Julie and I never had, had a problem amusing one another and I suspected we would not now. That was probably why I loved her.
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Post by Julie Deveroix (D) on Jan 28, 2008 14:39:57 GMT -5
Gingerly, I stood, leaving on the table my fare. My arm was hooked in his naturally, and I smiled, for real, for the first time in a while. “Then let us away, beloved,” I replied merrily. I hadn’t quite realized how much I’d missed him – it had just hit me like a furious bull, and I was elated for his presence.
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Post by Gadleon Shahrizai on Jan 29, 2008 13:49:02 GMT -5
I simply lead her to the door then and held it open “Traipsing about the mount seems as likely a place to begin our adventures as anything else. Though if you are particularly game I can always dig up a few of my more odd cousins.” The last was sheer humor of course.
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Post by Julie Deveroix (D) on Jan 29, 2008 14:56:58 GMT -5
I gave a little chuckle, noting with amusement how my Gad was being wonderfully charming and gentlemanly. “I wouldn’t mind meeting your family,” I told him with a mischievous grin. “You’d be surprised. Perhaps I would get on with them better than you think…” I almost added, better than you’d like me to. I understood he was poking fun at me, but I was at the point where I didn’t feel fear. I hadn’t found my limit just yet….
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