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Post by Sabine har Rodrae on Feb 27, 2006 22:46:03 GMT -5
The sun was at it's supposed zeinith, high in the sky. Sabine could not see it, from his room. His room lacked windows. Currently it lacked a bed (it had been carted off to the common room some hours prior, Sabine hadn't protested), but Sabine didn't care. He rested in the doorway, back against one part of the frame, feet propped up against the other. To his right, and in the hallway, was a small, cracked plate of food: a few pieces of fruit of mediocere quality, and an apple core.
Sabine's dark eyes closed, as he rested, mind not on the food left at his side by some thoughtful har, but on other things. As he thought, he murmured to himself while playing with the lank strands of his dark hair: "And the Demons of Wraeththu came down as a plague upon mankind, to seduce the young, dragging them from the decadance of a decaying life and into a newer, harsher glory, by which the true nature of reality would be revealed..."
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Post by Jish har Rodrae on Feb 28, 2006 0:25:09 GMT -5
"Did we?" asked Jish, pausing in the doorway. He crouched down beside Sabine, a har that he was particularly fond of. "Did I drag you from decaying decadence and into glory, Sabine?"
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Post by Sabine har Rodrae on Feb 28, 2006 0:38:01 GMT -5
Sabine's eyes opened. Dark things. "Perhaps," he murmured. "Perhaps you just killed me and I haven't realized it yet." He pauses. "Don't go inside; the room's a mess. "
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Post by Jish har Rodrae on Feb 28, 2006 0:51:08 GMT -5
"I can tell," said Jish, looking into the room. "Did you throw a tantrum?" he asked, settling down into a cross legged position in front of Sabine.
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Post by Sabine har Rodrae on Feb 28, 2006 0:52:46 GMT -5
He closed his eyes again. "No; I think it was a party... someone was having a party and they needed to borrow stuff--" A crooked, sheepish smile formed on his lips. "They took the bed," Sabine clarified. "I think they took other stuff, too, but I was busy."
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Post by Jish har Rodrae on Feb 28, 2006 0:56:52 GMT -5
He frowned. "You could have told them no," he said. "You don't have to let them take your things," he explained, pulling Sabine away from the door frame and into his lap. "You're a demon, you are strong, you should remember that."
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Post by Sabine har Rodrae on Feb 28, 2006 1:00:17 GMT -5
Sabine rolled his eyes, then pushed himself away from Jish, rising to stand. "I know, Jish. But they were just *things* Not important; stuff. I mean, it's important if we need it, but do I really need the bed, or pillows or any of that? It's just ... luxury. Comfort. We don't *need* that. "
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Post by Jish har Rodrae on Feb 28, 2006 1:06:04 GMT -5
"You want to sleep on the hard, cold ground?" Jish asked, looking up at Sabine with raised eyebrows.
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Post by Sabine har Rodrae on Feb 28, 2006 1:12:04 GMT -5
Sabine's brows rose. "Oh. No." He shook his head. "It'll be back soon enough. It's just in the commons...You should've passed it on your way here, at least. Besides, Jish, there are pillows and blankets, so it's not that bad inside." His gaze wandered, the plate by the doorway already forgotten. "I'll need a notebook, Jish," he suddenly said. "And pens."
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Post by Jish har Rodrae on Feb 28, 2006 7:26:12 GMT -5
"A notebook?" asked Jish, tilting his head back to look up at Sabine. "Come here and I'll give you lots and lots of notebooks and so many pens you'll be able to drown in them."
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Post by Sabine har Rodrae on Feb 28, 2006 19:25:55 GMT -5
Sabine paused thoughtfully, dark eyes unreadable for a moment before he moved, darting up to Jish. "a notebook." he breathed. But his intonation hinted at other things than thoughts of mere pens and paper. "I need to write it down, it all down."
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Post by Jish har Rodrae on Mar 1, 2006 5:59:58 GMT -5
Mmm, so close he could smell him, Jish tugged Sabine closer, pressing an open mouthed kiss to his jaw-line. "And pens?" he asked, breath tickling across Sabine's pale skin. "Will you write about me?" he asked, tongue snaking out to taste the younger har's salty flesh.
"Will you tell the world how I took you from them?" he queried, abruptly pulling Sabine into his lap - his hands roving over the har's flanks, hips, back and arse. "Tell them how I poured corruption into an angel and dragged him down?"
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Post by Sabine har Rodrae on Mar 1, 2006 16:19:18 GMT -5
Sabine's heart raced as he was kissed, then pulled into Jish's lap. Lean arms clasped themselves about Jish's neck and he leaned closer to kiss the other har. "Yes; Jish. I'd tell them how you dragged me from the heavens of humanity," he smiled, bright eyes glittering with a suddenly manic light. "The darkest of the demons, most beautiful...."
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Post by Jish har Rodrae on Mar 1, 2006 16:41:04 GMT -5
"Most beautiful, mm?" Jish asked, hands sliding into Sabine's pants and massaging his rump. "Hmm, yes I think I agree with that," he murmured, lips trailing a wet line to Sabine's earlobe, which he happily nibbled at for several moments.
"You will have to tell them all that you are mine," he said after some time, pausing to nuzzle Sabine behind the ear. "I would be very upset if they thought you were just up for grabs."
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Post by Sabine har Rodrae on Mar 1, 2006 16:48:21 GMT -5
Mmmm, Sabine purred. "am I yours?" he asked, his voice taking on a childlike tone of wonder. "Am I?" The young har looked up at his elder, dark eyes wide, searching for something. Affirmation? Belonging?
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