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 Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2010 3:14 pm
Ariane opened up the box, and gasped. It was so beautiful! She still remembered every bit of the ring, every bit of color on it. She had spent hours staring at it, completely amazed. "Its still looks the exact same."
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2010 3:21 pm
"It is exactly the same," Lukas said, grinning.
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2010 3:23 pm
Ariane grinned like a kid on Christmas morning. She pulled it out of the box, and carefully put it on her finger. It fit perfectly.
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2010 3:59 pm
Lukas grinned, glad that despite her having a different body every life, the ring always fit.
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2010 4:08 pm
Ariane hugged him. "Its so amazing!" It felt right on her finger, and it felt like a piece of here was returned.
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2010 4:17 pm
"Of course it is, it's yours,"Luka said, hugging her back. Why did he feel so uneasy? Like something was happening, or about to happen, that would change for the worse? He covered away his worries with a mask of happiness----one that he'd been using for years upon years.
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2010 4:19 pm
Ariane was oblivious to Luka's worrying. "What do you want to do now?" She asked, letting go of him and jumping around like a little kid.
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2010 4:24 pm
"Same thing I've wanted to do for the last 204 years," Lukas said, blinking. "But that's not what your asking, is it?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2010 4:25 pm
Ariane frowned, confused.
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2010 4:33 pm
"Nothing, nothing," Luka said, shaking his head, grinning. A wave of the feeling from before washed over him, making him wince. He didn't like this feeling, not one bit. What was going on? Would he loose her again? He wanted to cling to her, so that she would never leave him, but he knew that wouldn't work, as she was a human and would, one day, leave him, once again. He hid his face in his bangs, so that she couldn't read his eyes if she wanted to, and let a large grin spread over his face. "There's lots we could do, now. Like, we could terrorize the people who are still here!" He said, his voice light and happy, covering up his gloom.
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2010 4:37 pm
Ariane smiled, still oblivious to his pain. "Or you could give me that tour you promised me."
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2010 4:45 pm
"Or we could do both at the same time, and have some fun along the way...." Luka suggested, looking away and whistling as if he had done something bad.
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2010 4:58 pm
Ariane grinned, "Even better!" She grabbed his hand. "Lets go!"
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2010 5:11 pm
Lukas grinned, and followed her, ignoring the feeling deep in his chest that something was about to happen. And, for the first time, he tripped, his hand releasing her's as he fell sideways, into the open stairwell door, and tumbling, catching himself only to loose his balance and fall backwards down the stairs, all the way down to the first floor. Lukas stood up slowly, glad once again that he did not have bones to break------just wings. Which were screaming at him in pain as they had been broken again, this time it was unlikely that they would ever be fixed. He felt as if they had been ripped out of their sockets, but when he went to look for them, they were completely gone-----his back was that of a normal human's. He could still feel the pain of them, the weight of them, but they were gone-----there was only two large inverted domes where they once were, the skin healed like a scar over it already.
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2010 5:18 pm
Ariane ran after him. Once she got to the bottom of the stairs, she found him staring at his back. "What is it? What happened?"
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