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Post by Dresden on Nov 18, 2015 5:46:29 GMT
"Don't ever leave me.. Okay?..."
"I promise," he murmurs, kissing the top her head and holds her close.
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Post by Dia on Nov 18, 2015 6:41:16 GMT
"I promise,"
Clutching him tighter, Rowan slowly pulls back to look at him, small smile, face pale "Hey, Ger.."
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Post by Dresden on Nov 18, 2015 14:04:20 GMT
"Hey, Ger.."
"Hm?" His voice is low and quiet, eyes closed with a gentle smile as he readjusts his head.
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Post by Dia on Dec 2, 2015 3:37:01 GMT
"Hm?"
"You think we'll last long enough to have a future?..." Rowan asks, cheeks red as she looks down, blue eyes wavering "Maybe get married?.. I mean... I know we can't officially, but... It's just a thought..." she whispers, voice slipping
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Post by Dresden on Dec 2, 2015 5:35:11 GMT
"You think we'll last long enough to have a future?... Maybe get married?.. I mean... I know we can't officially, but... It's just a thought..."
"I think we will," he replied quietly in response to all of the questions. "I think we could."
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Post by Dia on Dec 2, 2015 20:27:49 GMT
"I think we will. I think we could."
Stilling, her gaze wavers more before she buries her face in his chest with a small smile, cheeks red "Okay."
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Post by Dresden on Dec 3, 2015 23:27:12 GMT
"Okay."
He kisses the top of her head gently, murmuring, "Let's get some sleep. Tomorrow, I'll have to make another run to the herbalist for the both of us."
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Post by Dia on Dec 4, 2015 4:40:06 GMT
"Let's get some sleep. Tomorrow, I'll have to make another run to the herbalist for the both of us."
"Sounds like a plan." Rowan murmurs quietly, inhaling softly and a smile touching her lips at the familiar smell on his shirt before she moves back, giving him room
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Post by Dresden on Dec 4, 2015 5:25:46 GMT
"Sounds like a plan."
He lets her move away, but an arm remains loosely around her waist as he settles, still smiling softly. "Sweet dreams, Row," he murmurs, opening his eyes a little and looking at her.
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Post by Dresden on Dec 4, 2015 6:07:16 GMT
Timeskip
Zale moves across the roof of the old library on swift feet, silent and focused. He pauses by an old skylight window, looking over the edge as he listens for the bandits he caught wind of. Seeing or hearing none as of yet, he opens the window and drops inside, landing lightly on his feet and looks around. He knows the girl is here with someone, a doctor, and he wants to speak with the man if he could. Maybe he would hold some information on what he needed to know. Crouched low, Zale moves through the library, following the candles that were about and across the catwalk. |
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Post by Dia on Dec 4, 2015 6:10:37 GMT
Waking up with her face buried in his shirt, Rowan smiles softly and pulls back to look at him, eyes closing briefly as she yawns "Good morning."
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Post by Dresden on Dec 4, 2015 6:14:59 GMT
"Good morning."
Gerome's face is content with a small, almost unnoticeable smile on his face, though he doesn't stir.
Zalr hears a quiet voice and starts towards it. Though in the distance outside, he could hear something, but what he isn't sure.
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Post by Dia on Dec 4, 2015 6:38:14 GMT
Stilling when she doesn't hear him respond, Rowan's eyes fly open as she shoots up, gaze raising to his face "Gerome?" she murmurs, shaking him. Muscles slowly tensing at the realization she can't hear him snoring, she shakes him harder, eyes wavering at how pale he is "Gerome? Gerome, wake up. Wake up, please." she whispers, voice breaking before she trembles, tears spilling over "Gerome!! Please!"
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Post by Dresden on Dec 4, 2015 6:41:34 GMT
"Gerome? Gerome? Gerome, wake up. Wake up, please. Gerome!! Please!"
Zale quickly picks up his pace and appears in the doorway, though he stops on the outside and peeks around the wall. He looks over the girl, then at the man who is still, though he doesn't make another move. He doesn't see the man's chest move, and he realizes that he's a moment too late to speak with the doctor he had heard so much about.
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Post by Dia on Dec 4, 2015 6:54:02 GMT
"Please... Please..." Rowan whispers, tears blurring her vision before she clutches his shirt and buries her face in his chest with a strangled scream, growing hysterical "You.. You promised.. Why did you..." voice cracking, she breaks off in a fit of coughs, another attack hitting her, hard to breathe between that and her grief
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