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Post by lockpick on Sept 4, 2008 8:23:35 GMT -5
Lock watched as she did nothing but love it when he held her hand. He didn't feel so odd about it; it was like she didn't care about his hands. "You're welcome." He replied, moving a little closer to her. He let go of her hand and brought both of his hands behind her to hold her. However, he quickly changed his mind and did nothing but just hold her. He brought her closer, his hands around her waist - her back to his chest. He placed his head next to her's, and gently whispered, "Not yet." He would do more when he felt ready, but it wasn't now.
Slowly his head dropped and gently rested on her shoulder. He lifted a hand and tenderly brushed at her hair. He ran his fingers around her ear, down her neckline, and all over.
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Post by magenta on Sept 4, 2008 14:11:17 GMT -5
When he breathed into her ear, she felt a shiver run down her spine, but she smiled. Leaning against his chest, she closed her eyes.
As he dropped his head onto her shoulder gently, she put her head on his. Taking a deep breath of his sent, she smirked.
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Post by lockpick on Sept 4, 2008 15:04:07 GMT -5
Lock sat with her in his arms for a while, longer than he meant. Finally he released her and scooted back. Gently he slipped away and stood before her. "I have some stuff to do." It wasn't really a lie, but he was using it as an excuse. "I think I'm going up to change and sleep." He spoke in a quiet whisper, not wanting to ruin the mood, even though he was trying to break it apart... for the rest of this day, at least.
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Post by magenta on Sept 4, 2008 19:55:45 GMT -5
Magenta was suprised when he pulled away, but she nodded her head. "Oh, alright, that fine. I'll see you tomorrow then?"
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Post by lockpick on Sept 4, 2008 19:58:42 GMT -5
Lock was happy that she didn't take him backing away as a sign that he didn't like her. She just had to understand that now wasn't the time. "Yeah, I'm sure we'll meet up. And if not out there, the lodging house isn't a big place." he gave a little chuckle and slowly turned, keeping his eyes on her for as long as possible. He walked quickly upstairs.
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Post by magenta on Sept 4, 2008 20:02:05 GMT -5
When Lock walked up the stairs, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She didn't know if she did anything to make him run away, but she thought that she did.
Saying to herself, "Did I do something?" Magneta lowered her head onto the couch and closed her eyes again.
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Post by lockpick on Sept 18, 2008 15:23:24 GMT -5
:new day:
Lock walked downstairs. He had gotten ahead of Magenta when he ran forwards to open the window and doors for her. Down stairs he looked around for melody. At the same time he looked back to see where Magenta was.
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Post by magenta on Sept 18, 2008 15:38:50 GMT -5
Walking down the stairs behind Lock, she was smiling the whole time. He opened the doors for her, and it made her blush at the time, but her face was her normal tan color now.
Jumping off the last step, she put her hands on her hips and looked around. Laughing, she spotted Melody on the ground, apparently looking for something. Walking up to him, she patted him on the back and said, "Hey Melody..what are you doing exactly" She grinned and laughed some more.
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Post by melody on Sept 18, 2008 15:44:30 GMT -5
Melody had lost the picture Solitaire gave him, and he was freaking out. He loved that picture, and she was a very nice girl. Laying on the ground, he was looking around under things for the picture.
Jumping up when his sister patted him on the back, he hit his head on the coffee table in front of the sofa. "OUCH!" He put his hand to his head and stood up, smiling a small smile and blushing at his sister and her friend. "Hi."
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Post by lockpick on Sept 21, 2008 9:26:31 GMT -5
(sorry about not posting for a while; life kinda got crazy and I never had a chance to sign on, even to just say I'd be gone for a few days)
Lock watched as the boy looked around on the floor for something. When Magenta tapped the kid on his back he hit his head on the coffee table. "Ohhh..." Lock cringed. As Melody stood he smiled. "Hello, I assume you're Melody." He reached out a hand to the boy. "I'm Lock."
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Post by magenta on Sept 21, 2008 15:56:46 GMT -5
Magenta made a face as he hit his head on the table. "Sorry, Melody." Walking up to him, she wrapped her arm around his shoulders and pulled him towards Lock. "What were you looking for?" She directed towards Melody.
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Post by melody on Sept 21, 2008 15:59:30 GMT -5
Melody blushed again and walked up with his sister. "Melody. I think you know that already though." He grinned at Lock, normally he wouldn't do this. Melody was a young, cute and quiet boy. "I was looking for the picture Solitaire made of me..."
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Post by lockpick on Sept 21, 2008 23:32:26 GMT -5
Lock smiled, looking from Magenta to Melody. "I'm sorry." He looked around the room. "I can help you look for it." He looked to Magenta with a smile, "And I'm sure you wont be interrupted this time, which will result is less injury." Lock bent down to the point where he had to look up to Melody. "So, where haven't you looked?"
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Post by magenta on Sept 22, 2008 5:43:34 GMT -5
Magenta smiled sweetly at Lock. He was being so nice to Melody! No one is ever that nice to him, that's why he is always so quiet. Shaking her head, the smile still placed on her face, she looked at her younger brother, waiting for him to answer.
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Post by melody on Sept 22, 2008 5:44:54 GMT -5
Melody blushed at his offer. Yeah, it was nice, but it was still embarrassing when he hit his head. Giving Lock a small grin, he said, "I've looked under the sofa and the coffee table." Shrugging, he added, "Not a lot."
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