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Post by £i!!ian on Nov 2, 2009 21:12:19 GMT -5
[This seems like a good place to stop, so I'll fastforward time 'till tomorrow in the library. (ughhh I g2g so you can start, i guess)]
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Post by SECRET ROSE on Nov 2, 2009 21:18:17 GMT -5
(Okay, I'll start later.)
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Post by £i!!ian on Nov 2, 2009 21:58:21 GMT -5
(okay, I'm finally back. >< I'll start, I guess.)
Lillian got up once the bell rang, pushing her books into her bag and hurrying towards the library. The relationship between Animals, Magic, and People throughout history. That was what they had to do their project on, but was one of the last things in the shape-shifter's mind. She had been in a dreamy world ever since last night, and was more than eager to see Loki outside of class, when they could actually talk. Lillian pushed open the library door, remembering to that day over a month ago when she had done the same, yet so obliviously. She looked around, spotted the chair she had been sitting on, and settled herself into it, waiting for Loki to arrive.
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Post by SECRET ROSE on Nov 2, 2009 22:01:04 GMT -5
Loki nodded to Lillian as he settled into the seat beside her. He took out his own books and began shifting through them.
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Post by £i!!ian on Nov 2, 2009 22:12:09 GMT -5
Lillian felt a small spark of electricity pulse through her when Loki opened the heavy doors and sat down next to her. Obsessed! she teased herself, but not lingering on it. After a moment of silence, she said, "Here are some books I found earlier that might help. Do you want to do the project in essay or poster form?" Lillian grabbed a small pile of texts, some slim volumes and one a heavily bound leather textbook. She felt happy, just being around the summer-god put everything out of her mind except for him. When the shape-shifter put her arm back on the table, she purposefully put her hand near his. Warmth seemed to radiate from it, but not quite physically. Lillian wondered vaguely if she was imagining things.
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Post by SECRET ROSE on Nov 2, 2009 22:19:04 GMT -5
"It doesn't matter to me, what would you prefer?" Loki asked, turning Lillian's question back.
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Post by £i!!ian on Nov 2, 2009 22:31:47 GMT -5
"Um... I don't have much of a preference either, but a poster may be more fun." Lillian replied, using her other hand to open the cover of the textbook. She skimmed the contents, and let her finger rest on a page number printed on the page. The shifter looked up, and saw the library was empty, almost, except for the two of them and a lady behind a few bookshelves straightening things up. "I don't know that much about you." Lillian said suddenly, unsure whether or not to regret it. "...and I guess you could say the same to me..." then she remembered the episode with the diary, and it dawned on her that she had no idea how much Loki knew or did not know. Changing the subject before the summer-god answered, Lillian asked in a smaller voice, "Well, how much did you read that night?"
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Post by SECRET ROSE on Nov 3, 2009 20:10:03 GMT -5
"Not far. Maybe four pages." Loki said, skimming through his textbooks.
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Post by £i!!ian on Nov 3, 2009 20:42:59 GMT -5
Lillian opened her mouth to reply, but then shut it again, rethinking, and ended up only nodding in reply. She turned back to her textbook, flipping to the page number that she had marked with her finger and found the beginning of the article she had searched out. She found that her annoyance at Loki for taking her diary, and with it her thoughts, was fading rapidly just by his presence. Lillian started to read, and after a minute began to take some notes.
(OOC: Okay, they work on the project. FF time a little, like half an hour or something.)
Lillian closed the textbook, placing her pencil down on top of her notes satisfactorily. A glance to the side told her that Loki was finishing up, too. They could go for a some more info later, and then begin on the images and aesthetics of the poster after that. The shape-shifter tried to search out something suitable to say; Loki made her talkative and lost for words at the same time.
[OOC: Chron, you initiate something this time instead of just reply, kk? XD I'm running out of ideas!! D:]
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Post by SECRET ROSE on Nov 3, 2009 21:07:38 GMT -5
(Sorry. >< I'm an unoriginal idiot, as proved by my grades. I'll have him start a discussion, then she could kiss him? Or something...)
Loki looked at her, something flickering in the depths of his lilac eyes. "I need to talk to you about that night, Lily." Loki's voice was quiet "I need to take back what I said. I'm selfish, but I really can't keep myself from..."
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Post by £i!!ian on Nov 3, 2009 22:27:03 GMT -5
[OOC: NUUUU Chron, you're very far from an idiot!! >< Don't call yourself that!]
Lillian returned the summer-god's gaze, her heart speeding up at his serious tone. As Loki spoke, her mind flickered back to that night, what he'd said and how much it had hurt. But the dawn of a smile tugged at the corners of the shifter's mouth when Loki continued, and a surge of emotion swept through her. Her mind swirling with energy, Lillian gently pulled Loki closer and allowed her lips to find his.
i830.photobucket.com/albums/zz227/Hawk_Huntress/Decorated%20images/special08000371.jpg (haha, her hair's longer but that's okay. It's a really good picture. ^^ SITE'S SECOND KISS! )
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Post by SECRET ROSE on Nov 4, 2009 8:55:51 GMT -5
Loki blinked in astonishment, then blushing, closed his eyes.
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Post by £i!!ian on Nov 4, 2009 15:42:12 GMT -5
Lillian's cheeks flushed dark pink when Loki kissed her back, her mind and heart racing each other. She stayed there for a while, immersed in Loki's world, then gradually pulled away. Lillian let her chin rest lightly on Loki's shoulder, listening to his pulse fall in rhythm with hers. She heard the door open and someone walk in from behind her, but stayed as she was. The shape shifter felt overwhelmed by her emotion for the summer god, pulsing stronger through her veins than she could have ever imagined possible.
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Post by SECRET ROSE on Nov 4, 2009 20:03:23 GMT -5
Loki felt the exact symetry in their pulses. He felt Lily's breath on his neck and pulled away "I'm sorry. I really am." He looked away, why had her face come into his mind at that moment. She was dead, long gone. He'd never see her again. She was an extinguished fire.
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Post by £i!!ian on Nov 4, 2009 20:43:41 GMT -5
"It's okay." Lillian replied slowly, remembering how she had feared, avoided, despised, the concept of falling in love, because of those lingering memories of her past. Ever since her death, the fifteen-year-old had viewed love as something like a trap, into which you could fall headlong and could never get out. Something to intrude much too far into your personal space, to bind you back and mess with your mind. "The past is gone." she added softly, more for herself to hear than Loki. Turquoise eyes unfocused behind a few strands of golden-blond hair. Her murderers were no symbol of love, despite the term coined for the action. And mess with your mind was something love did, but only because your mind wants to be messed with. Love made you drunk, but only because you are more than willing to drink it; it makes you different, but only because you want to change. No, love was something Lillian had never been exposed to before, not in her old life as Lyla and not in this one until she had met Loki. So there was no reason to fear it.
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