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Erindipity · 06-28-2010, 05:30 PM

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Originally Posted by Tazenhani

Sabel flinched a little at her words, but Alexa being Alexa they were sort of expected. When she admitted that she had been kept awake by bad dreams, probably about last year as he had suspected, he shifted into a sitting position, concern lathering his face. "Nightmares....you want to talk about them? How often do they happen?" He guessed, regularly and it made his gut twist with anger. Remi had done enough damage last year, but he was still managing to extend his hands to some of the students even when he wasn't physically present.

She sighed a little and looked at him. Concern was clear on his face but she was still a little bitter toward him. "It was when I was trying to hex you in the Entrance Hall... it happens almost every night actually. Not that particular dream. I suppose my anger toward you stemmed that one," she said curtly. Gah! Why was he such an idiot? Couldn't he see she was RIGHT for him. All that babble about platonic feelings was a load of hogwash.

She wasn't sure whether she should storm off and go back up the stairs to her dorm or sit and talk some more. Grrrr. She hated the feeling of rejection... it was new to her.

06-28-2010, 05:30 PM	#447 (permalink)
Erindipity Mountain Troll Join Date: Jul 2009 Posts: 23,592 x8	Quote: Originally Posted by Tazenhani Sabel flinched a little at her words, but Alexa being Alexa they were sort of expected. When she admitted that she had been kept awake by bad dreams, probably about last year as he had suspected, he shifted into a sitting position, concern lathering his face. "Nightmares....you want to talk about them? How often do they happen?" He guessed, regularly and it made his gut twist with anger. Remi had done enough damage last year, but he was still managing to extend his hands to some of the students even when he wasn't physically present. She sighed a little and looked at him. Concern was clear on his face but she was still a little bitter toward him. "It was when I was trying to hex you in the Entrance Hall... it happens almost every night actually. Not that particular dream. I suppose my anger toward you stemmed that one," she said curtly. Gah! Why was he such an idiot? Couldn't he see she was RIGHT for him. All that babble about platonic feelings was a load of hogwash. She wasn't sure whether she should storm off and go back up the stairs to her dorm or sit and talk some more. Grrrr. She hated the feeling of rejection... it was new to her.