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Post by High King Peter on Jul 21, 2008 21:57:56 GMT -4
Peter frowned. He couldn't understand why she acted like that. He mentally sighed. It was true: they had only met but he was in love. He thought of life back in England and how people would date. Most of them had fallen in love after two or three, he thought as he looked down at her. "How about if we.....date for a while?" he asked with a shrug. "Thats how people back home in England do it,"
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Post by Lyric on Jul 21, 2008 22:02:51 GMT -4
"... England?" She didn't know about this... England or whatever, but she did like the idea of... the "date" thing. She looked emberassed about her outburst, and smiled sweetly, eyes glittering excitedly. "So... are we a couple, Peter?" It felt sort of funny to say that. She never imagined it would happen to her, that she would be part of a couple with anyone?
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Post by High King Peter on Jul 21, 2008 22:06:55 GMT -4
"Thats the place where me and my siblings were born. That was our home before my younger sister founded Narnia." he looked down and smiled. "Only if you want to. I'm not trying to force you or anything." and indeed he wasn't. He wanted to see what she thought of it.
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Post by Lyric on Jul 21, 2008 22:12:58 GMT -4
She looked shyly at the ground, and nodded, unable to look to him. Her cheeks were bright pink, and her voice was soft when she spoke. "I'd... like that very much..."
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Post by High King Peter on Jul 21, 2008 22:16:30 GMT -4
Peter grinned. He had not felt happy in a while. His eyes were dancing. "Its offical," he said with a smile and kissed her again.
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Post by Lyric on Jul 21, 2008 22:22:17 GMT -4
A suprise ever to herself, her hands slid behind his neck and pulled him closer, deepening their kiss. She didn't know quite why it happened, or why the heck she'd done it, but she didn't think Peter minded... or hoped not, anyways.
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Post by High King Peter on Jul 21, 2008 22:27:52 GMT -4
Peter was surprised when she pulled him closer. He wrapped both arms around her waist. Their kiss deepened until he felt something slammed into his back. He fell to the ground as the men from earlier rode up. "Got 'im," the leader sneered.
[OOC: yes i know im evil for breaking a moment like that *ducks*]
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Post by Lyric on Jul 21, 2008 22:43:11 GMT -4
((*picks up shoe, then puts it down, shrugging* eh, have more fun later. lol)) Lyric felt herself reeling back, and opened her eyes just in time to catch her fall. She looked up to see the man from before, and felt her entire body go numb. Not him... She met eyes with the man, and stood, eyes narrowing into dangerous slits. "Leave, and leave him" she hissed, angrily. She really loathed him, especailly now. Not only did he hurt Peter, but he was always really nasty to her. The man looked at her, then grinned, wickedly. "Lyric. So you're helping out, huh? Getting close and personal so you can spring a trap?" She felt her throat go dry, but her severe look stayed. "I doubt your orders were to do anything yet. I can ask him... tell him what you did to make sure. Want me to do that?" The man glared at her, then grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her close. "Watch it, girl," he hissed, "You're scum. Just be lucky Lemont didn't kill you and chose to keep you as a pawn instead. But know that's all you'll ever be. Don't cross me." "Don't come back. Or else." Sneering, he threw her to the ground, kicked at Peter, and marched off, motioning for the others to follow. She felt pain shoot through her side, and winced, curling into a ball on the ground, in pain, listening as they rode away.
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Post by High King Peter on Jul 21, 2008 22:54:26 GMT -4
Peter was falling back and fourth. He was trying hard not to pass out. He was only wandering about his siblings...and Lyric. He barely heard the conversation that was going on. He did felt the leader kicked him. He sighed in relief as he heard them moving. "Lyric?" he asked with a moan as he grasped his back, trying to find the arrow. So this is what it feels like to be in pain, he mused. The old man will have my head when he hears about this. "Lyric? Are you allright?"
[OOC: *looks up and sticks out tongue* Su should join the thread]
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Post by Lyric on Jul 21, 2008 23:04:26 GMT -4
((of course she should! will she??))
Lyric knelt by him, cradling him in her arms and allowing him to lean against her. He looked about to pass out. Placing a cool, gentle hand on his cheek, she whispered, "I'm just fine, what about you? Does your head hurt?" She kissed his forehead, then brushed back his bangs. She was feeling strangely affectionate, but didn't mind too much. They were a couple, now, afterall.
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Post by High King Peter on Jul 22, 2008 13:19:35 GMT -4
"I'm having the time of my life," he said with sarcasm. He leaned against her as he looked up. His eyes were twinkling. He found the arrow and yanked it out. The pain was to much to bear as he let out a yell. "That was stupid to do," he muttered as he cuddled up against her. He looked up at her. "At least you're alright," he muttered.
[OOC: oh yeah. lets ask]
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Post by Queen Susan the Gentle on Jul 22, 2008 14:08:33 GMT -4
Susan rode onward to Cair Paraval. She didn't know exactly why she was going there, only that she saw a lot of people going there. What they wanted she was unsure of but she heard one of them say Lamont's name and her brother's voice. She moved to say something to them but stopped and watched as he pulled her close to her. Who was this girl and what was she doing to her? She thought she would wait a short while to say something, but decided against it.
"Peter!" she called separating them. "What do you think you're doing with her?"
((OOC: OK then, I don't mind a little extra fun))
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Post by Lyric on Jul 22, 2008 14:42:55 GMT -4
((ooc: yay susan! ^_^))
When the girl pushed Lyric away, anger and jealously boiled in her. Who was this girl? Eyes narrowing, she moved to his side again, glaring up at her, eyes dangerous. She held Peter protectively. "Stop it, he's hurt! And just who are you?"
(lyric=clueless)
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Post by High King Peter on Jul 22, 2008 16:04:02 GMT -4
If Susan hadn't been his sister, Peter would have probably found the whole thing to be pretty funny. He was having trouble trying to make a straight face. But he couldn't help it and laughed. "Well hello to you to Susan." after a slight pause he added, "you're not going to tell the old man are you Su?" he asked, refering to his advisor. "Cause he will have my head for this for sure. And you know I do not like hearing him lecturing me at all," he started to laugh at Lyric's question. "She's my sister," he told her with twinkling eyes. He leaned his head on Lyric's leg as he pushed himself up to sit.
[OOC: let the fun begin!]
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Post by Lyric on Jul 22, 2008 17:00:40 GMT -4
Her face paled, and she shrunk back, looking thuroughly emberassed. Of course it had to be his sister, the Queen. "Oh..." Now she'd done it. She wanted to run off and hide under some rock, but instead bowed her head, looking apologetic. "Forgive me, Your Highness, I acted without thinking..."
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