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collects_ears ([personal profile] collects_ears) wrote2006-01-12 11:18 pm

OOM: At night by the lake.




George is standing by the edge of the lake, wrapped in his traveling cloak. He returned to Milliways this evening but after a quick visit to his room to stash his saddlebags - and coming to the realization that he doesn't feel much like socializing - he slipped unnoticed through the bar and out the back.

Now, watching his breath puff in the chilly air - he feels calm.

Centered.

He breathes in the night air.

Lost in his thoughts.
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[personal profile] the_lioness 2006-01-17 04:13 am (UTC)(link)
*Alanna has her own theories on why that might be, but this isn't the time for her to bring it up. She smiles a little at the kiss and rubs her nose.*

Thank you.

So.

*She looks up.* Are we going to stop hiding from each other?I just... don't want to ignore the issue and act like everything is fine when it's not.
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[personal profile] the_lioness 2006-01-17 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
Yes.

*Alanna takes a deep breath.*

Yes. I'm tough, George. If you need to back away, or just yell, know that you can. Because I'm not going anywhere, I promise.
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[personal profile] the_lioness 2006-01-17 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
I have missed you terribly. *Swallowing, she leaps forward and hugs him.* I'm no good at these sort of things, as you well know.
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[personal profile] the_lioness 2006-01-17 05:12 am (UTC)(link)
We have other talents? *She supplies hopefully, blinking back tears. For a moment, she's content to stay as she is, and marvels again at how much has changed.* I never wanted to hurt you, George. I know you know that, but I feel it is important to repeat.

*She sighs.*

I should see to Mithros. Perhaps we can go for a ride soon?
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[personal profile] the_lioness 2006-01-17 05:18 am (UTC)(link)
*Alanna smiles slowly, feeling some of the tension work its way out of her shoulders. She stands on her toes to kiss his cheek and walks back to Mithros.*

You have my word on it. Thank you, George.

*Grinning, she swings up on her horse and asks for a canter, waving over her shoulder as they leave.*