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DarkDreaming · 05-11-2007, 03:25 PM

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Originally Posted by J.K. Rowling

Ionn nodded at Murough, “don’t worry once I figure something out I’ll tell you right away.” He said to his friend reassuringly. Ionn watched Murough turn around and look at Fay. He smiled to himself he knew he shouldn’t find it surprising that his friend had fallen for Fay, they were well perfect for each other when you really looked at it. Ionn fought the urge to look back at Nerina. He couldn’t help but wonder if they were meant to be as well.

Ionn was about to say something when he saw Nerina step up to her brother and watched her stab away at him. She looked amazingly beautiful he wanted to take her in his arms and kiss her right then and there. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from her, Oh how thy eyes rage like a storm at sea when thou is angry his eyes shone with admiration for her will to stand up to Murough. Coming to his senses he walked over to Nerina, “Nerina, Murough only though you might need some rest, but if you aren’t tired you are all more then welcome to my home,” he said to her his heart beating as fast as rolling thunder he hoped beyond hope that no one could hear it. As he waited for her answer he fought mentally with him self, trying to control his will to pull Nerina in a tight embrace, they were standing closer then they had been before.

Nerina looked up in surprise at Ionn's comment, in her rage she had almost forgotten there were people around them. She pulled back from Murough, her face still holding traces of anger at her brother. But this anger was tempered by a sudden confusion. She glanced at Ionn and then quickly down again, "I...um...I'm not tired...' she said awkwardly, peering up at Ionn from beneath her long lashes.

Which was actually more difficult than she had thought, as she realised how close he was to her. As it always did when Ionn was near, her heart was beating wildly. But now, it also suddenly seemed hard to breathe. He was so close, so close! If she reached out a hand, she would be able to touch him! Every particle of her being was attuned to where Ionn was. Oh how she longed to be able to leap into those strong arms and press herself against him. She took a short shuddering breath and found he was so close she could smell the sweetness of his breath and that indescribable scent that was only Ionn.

She was dying to raise her head and look squarely into his eyes. But she could not seem to make herself. Instead she half raised her head, and staring blankly at some point at about the height of Ionn's neck she smiled softly. "I'd love to join you at your home.' she said formally, a pretty blush beginning to spread over her delicate features.

Murough sighed in relief as Ionn's words seemed to drain the anger abruptly out of Nerina. Well, not all of it. There was stull some anger in her face as she pulled away. And something else too...a confusion? He peered concernedly at his usually super confident sister, who was now acting as if she had no more spine than a jellyfish. He would have studied them further had it not been for Naji's sigh. Turning to his friend, he clapped him comradely on the shoulder, "Not tired are we?' he asked jokingly.

05-11-2007, 03:25 PM	#222 (permalink)
DarkDreaming Jarvey Join Date: Feb 2007 Location: dancing on the stars Posts: 617 Hogwarts RPG Name: Kirilia First	Quote: Originally Posted by J.K. Rowling Ionn nodded at Murough, “don’t worry once I figure something out I’ll tell you right away.” He said to his friend reassuringly. Ionn watched Murough turn around and look at Fay. He smiled to himself he knew he shouldn’t find it surprising that his friend had fallen for Fay, they were well perfect for each other when you really looked at it. Ionn fought the urge to look back at Nerina. He couldn’t help but wonder if they were meant to be as well. Ionn was about to say something when he saw Nerina step up to her brother and watched her stab away at him. She looked amazingly beautiful he wanted to take her in his arms and kiss her right then and there. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from her, Oh how thy eyes rage like a storm at sea when thou is angry his eyes shone with admiration for her will to stand up to Murough. Coming to his senses he walked over to Nerina, “Nerina, Murough only though you might need some rest, but if you aren’t tired you are all more then welcome to my home,” he said to her his heart beating as fast as rolling thunder he hoped beyond hope that no one could hear it. As he waited for her answer he fought mentally with him self, trying to control his will to pull Nerina in a tight embrace, they were standing closer then they had been before. Nerina looked up in surprise at Ionn's comment, in her rage she had almost forgotten there were people around them. She pulled back from Murough, her face still holding traces of anger at her brother. But this anger was tempered by a sudden confusion. She glanced at Ionn and then quickly down again, "I...um...I'm not tired...' she said awkwardly, peering up at Ionn from beneath her long lashes. Which was actually more difficult than she had thought, as she realised how close he was to her. As it always did when Ionn was near, her heart was beating wildly. But now, it also suddenly seemed hard to breathe. He was so close, so close! If she reached out a hand, she would be able to touch him! Every particle of her being was attuned to where Ionn was. Oh how she longed to be able to leap into those strong arms and press herself against him. She took a short shuddering breath and found he was so close she could smell the sweetness of his breath and that indescribable scent that was only Ionn. She was dying to raise her head and look squarely into his eyes. But she could not seem to make herself. Instead she half raised her head, and staring blankly at some point at about the height of Ionn's neck she smiled softly. "I'd love to join you at your home.' she said formally, a pretty blush beginning to spread over her delicate features. Murough sighed in relief as Ionn's words seemed to drain the anger abruptly out of Nerina. Well, not all of it. There was stull some anger in her face as she pulled away. And something else too...a confusion? He peered concernedly at his usually super confident sister, who was now acting as if she had no more spine than a jellyfish. He would have studied them further had it not been for Naji's sigh. Turning to his friend, he clapped him comradely on the shoulder, "Not tired are we?' he asked jokingly. __________________