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Post by Ruth Hutcherson on Nov 6, 2007 11:24:00 GMT -5
Ruth looked out across the feild, the harvest moon high in the sky and sighed deeply, her breath formed a white cloud in the cold air and she watched it blow away in the gently breeze. She fixed a peice of the black hair that had gotten out of line. Where was he? Didn't he arrange to meet here? Figure's that he'd be late.
Ruth's intellegant eyes scanned the horizon and she was about to leave when she heard a noise from behind her, she turned around quickly, her black dress blowing out with a sudden gust of wind. She scanned the line of trees carfully. Was it Azazel?
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Post by The Yellow-Eyed Demon on Nov 10, 2007 21:23:43 GMT -5
Azazel moved carefully through the field, his feet not once making the sound of the twigs break beneath it. A smile wiped across his face as he noticed Ruth standing around waiting for his arrival.
He picked up speed, but still managed to make no sound to give off his arrival. He walked up behind her sending her dress into a fit with the gust of wind. He smiled as he stood behind her his breath burning the back of her neck. He kissed her softly then spoke. Sorry I'm late.
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Post by Ruth Hutcherson on Nov 12, 2007 11:09:02 GMT -5
She felt the breathe on her back and grinned "Ah, late again. But it's alright, you're not that late." she leaned against him and liked the feeling of his arms around her.
Ruth turned into Azazel with a smile "You'll just have to make it up to me." she whispered, leaning closer to his lips and kissing him gently. "What was it you wanted to talk to me about?" Ruth looked up at him seductivley "Or was this all just some ploy to get me all alone out here?" she took a slight step back and her eyes filled with black, and the veins of red fire spread across them. " 'Cause you know, I was kind of hoping it was the second one." she smirked, and her eyes returned to normal.
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Post by The Yellow-Eyed Demon on Nov 12, 2007 11:39:22 GMT -5
Azazel watched as her eyes flickered from the blackness back to normal. He smiled as he took a step forward, wrapping his arms around her. Hmm, more or less the first. The second was my intentions I cannot lie. He kissed her with more passion then looked down upon her face. He smiled as her fair skin was hit with the chilling wind sending her cheeks into sparks of color. Azazel pulled her closer and breathed in the fall wind.
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Post by Ruth Hutcherson on Nov 13, 2007 10:30:00 GMT -5
Ruth looked up into his eyes, she reached up with a caring hand and ran it through his hair. She kissed him lightly and carrased his face with her hand. "I like intentions." she grinned evily.
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Post by The Yellow-Eyed Demon on Nov 13, 2007 19:36:22 GMT -5
Azazel's skin tingled under Ruth's touch, a smile wipping over his face. He began to speak but was at a lost for words. Hmm, so how was today. Azazel smiled as he pulled away to look at her fair face.
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Post by Ruth Hutcherson on Nov 14, 2007 11:32:07 GMT -5
Ruth sighed slightly "Alright. The Manor was a bit loud. Alex was practicing something or another." she smiled slightly, "What about you?" she said, gazing up at him with love in her eyes. "What did you get up to?" she asked, wrapping her long arms around his waist and kissing his chin lightly
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