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Post by Elisha on Apr 16, 2008 7:33:27 GMT -5
His hands gripped her and she felt a wave of energy pass between them, a shock of something from another time and place, she saw he felt it to, his eyes gave him away. She tugged her hands trying to get them away from his but the grip was too much, crushing her fingers denying her escape.
His words stopped her movements, talk….
Before she could speak a reply Nightwalker sent his image with his retiring message, she was in no mood for the playfulness of his words to her. Jared’s fingers bit into her own with a strange mix of pain and pleasure, she snatched them free finally finding the strength to escape him and rose to her feet even as the last words from Nightwalkers image were filtering away.
In a rare show of annoyance she shoved Jared away from her and strode past him, her steps took her out of the Lounge and with graceful speed she made her way from him, she did not care who saw or what was taken from her actions she wanted distance, distance between him and her.
Elisha pulled up the collar of her coat against the sharp breeze, her stride increasing and her steps a flow of graceful speed, the buildings around her sped past as she headed towards the city.
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