Post by Urjasz Volkova on Mar 16, 2010 15:03:18 GMT -5
When I am seen.
I am feared.
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There was no reaction or answer to his mention of his past and his memories. He was happy with this and left it be. But even if he had his heart set on bringing it back into conversation, the urge of passion flowing through her veins and thus into his mind made him feel alive. She did not need to speak for him to know she wanted him. Getting up, she made her way towards her closet and he was unsure of what she was doing. It was only when he spoke he understood. Nodding gently, he smiled and replied "Don't let me get too drunk. I want to remember tonight forever. I would hate to forget such an event." She disappeared out of sight but certainly not out of mind.
Listening carefully, she did not continue to speak but the sounds of changing clothes made him wonder what style she'd go for. There was a few metallic sounds; he presumed after the earlier events she was not taking any chances. The first time he had met her she had been a bundle of blood and wounds on the floor. He was finding it hard to to shake that impression from his mind, despite now knowing her strong position in the world. Urjasz had always worked for someone, never ruled. After hearing her story of her rise to the top, he was beginning to have similar ambitions. However, his thoughts were interrupted once more; not by intrusion, that was yet to come, but by the sight of her. "Oh I do believe we shall. Lead the way" he replied, getting up to follow her out. Her vision came to his mind and he simply smiled. Such temptation to just take her against the wall right now. It took all his strength to hold himself back.
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