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Post by Lareina Darcy on Sept 24, 2006 6:59:08 GMT -5
Lareina nodded vaguely in agreement to what Sasha said she probably couldn't get him, waiting for the man to suggest something that she could. Her arms remained crossed, and she watched him intently as he thought. When he spoke, she stood a little straighter, still - strangely - listening.
"Ha, well, I can - surprisin'ly - keep quiet when I wanna. Another deal, then. Deal number two." She resisted the temptation to ask, 'anything else?', instead waiting once more for Sasha to decide. "And what would that particular thing be?" she then asked.
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Post by Sasha di Angelico on Sept 24, 2006 7:45:03 GMT -5
Sasha merely cocked his head to one side thoughtfully, coyly almost, and grinned. He shifted slightly, standing up a little straighter, not leaning against the door quite as heavily, as though he was getting ready to move.
"Lareina - if you don't mind me addressing you by your first name - please indulge me one question...How old are you?"
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Post by Lareina Darcy on Sept 24, 2006 7:51:37 GMT -5
"I don't mind... I remember tellin' you I deal with first names," Lareina said, eyes narrowing slightly as he moved. "How... old I am?" That was an odd question to ask. "I'm seventeen."
{VERRRY SHORT. I think she's seventeen, I can't remember her exact birth date... xD}
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Post by Sasha di Angelico on Sept 24, 2006 9:44:29 GMT -5
Sasha sighed slightly wistfully, before smiling to himself, "I remember when I was seventeen. It makes me feel old, even though it was only five years ago. Yes, twenty-three years old am I."
He stood up properly this time, standing soundly on his own two feet, not taking his eyes off Lareina. He was still blocking the exit.
"You know, I'm quite glad that you're seventeen," he said, taking the smallest of steps towards her.
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Post by Lareina Darcy on Sept 24, 2006 10:29:23 GMT -5
"Thanks for that," Lareina said sarcastically, rolling her eyes as he told her his age. "I've never bin' good at maths. You're hardly old, though, are ya?" This was just about the closest thing to a compliment anyone would get out of her for about a year, now.
"And why would that be, sir?" she asked, hardly noticing the step forward and not moving herself, arms still crossed in quite the defiant position.
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Post by Sasha di Angelico on Sept 24, 2006 10:39:22 GMT -5
Sasha almost laughed, and it was a struggled to keep his face delicately appealing and impassive, and keep the drunken giggles at bay, but the one thing he couldn't help was the devious little smile playing around his lips as he took another larger step towards her.
"That is because I won't feel quite so bad when I do this!" And on that note, he reached for her, pulling her closer, and bringing his lips down on hers in a brief, almost cheeky warm kiss, which eventually trailed of into a lingering, sweeter one. He pulled away, standing up straight, and grinning.
"You are excused, Miss Darcy," he said, sounding quite the proper professor, like nothing out of the ordinary had happen, "If you want, that is."
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Post by Lareina Darcy on Sept 24, 2006 10:53:06 GMT -5
That step she noticed. Confusion and suspicion were clearly shown in her features. And then he kissed her.
For a small moment, Lareina's eyes shot open in complete and utter shock, and her hands tightened on his arms, ready to shove him off. But then, she realized, why should she? If this was the third favor, it was hardly painful labor, was it? So, she had kissed him back.
Ignoring the exit when Sasha pulled away, she said slightly breathlessly, "What was that for?" Scratching her head a little, she asked another, innocent question. "Was that- was that the whole third favor?"
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Post by Sasha di Angelico on Sept 24, 2006 10:57:13 GMT -5
Sasha, who was just about to leave himself, having conveniently forgotten about the broken crystal, hesitated what she asked her surprising second question. He turned on his heels, and raised an eyebrow at her.
"Why?" He asked, and couldn't help but sound a little smug (I must've been good, he thought), "Would you object if I said it was?"
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Post by Lareina Darcy on Sept 24, 2006 11:03:22 GMT -5
"Just... just wonderin'," she answered, in response to his 'why'. She glanced down, eyelashes brushing against the top of her cheek, grinning slightly stupidly. "No. I just didn't think you would object." Her opinion of this - mostly irritating - young man seemed to have changed after his previous action; what did that tell you about her?
{AHARRAR. YOU MADE HER ALL MELTING AND EMBARRASSED! xD}
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Post by Sasha di Angelico on Sept 24, 2006 11:11:19 GMT -5
At Lareina's sudden change in attitude, Sasha merely laughed softly under his breath. He held out a hand to her, beckoning her forward to him, seeing if she would come, and thinking just how much trouble he would be in if the Headmistress ever found out that he had been fooling a round with her kid sister, be that half sister or not. In fact, how much trouble would he be for fooling around with a pupil - any pupil - now that he was a teacher? It could get him a criminal record!
"Well, it doesn't have to be if you'd rather it not."
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Post by Lareina Darcy on Sept 24, 2006 11:45:16 GMT -5
She stared at Sasha's hand for a moment, before taking it and moving a little closer. She let out a small snort of laughter at the last thing he said, and replied, "I'm telling you now, man. You'd have received somethin' like a punch to the nose by now if I'd 'rather it not'."
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Post by Sasha di Angelico on Sept 24, 2006 11:57:39 GMT -5
Sasha clasped her hand gentle, and tugged her towards him, before putting a hand on her waist, and kissing her softly on the cheek, before warmly on the lips. He pulled away, smiling.
"A kiss, a punch. It all ends up the same way for someone." he said, kissing her a again, this time a little harder, a little deeper than the other two kisses. He was quite glad, however, that she hadn't hit him in the nose, because he was sure, just by looking at her, that she could probably pack one hell of a punch.
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Post by Lareina Darcy on Sept 24, 2006 12:11:00 GMT -5
Lareina didn't answer; only kissed him back, sliding a hand up across his chest t around his neck.
This was strange; only around ten minutes ago had she been absolutely hating this guy, wishing he would just shut up and get the hell out of her way, and now she was... kissing him? Well, he was hardly a bad kisser, was he? No, completely the opposite. And perhaps it was the fact that he was a teacher, or the fact that they were in a forbidden room full of smashed objects, but being with the guy like this gave her a thrill.
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