Desperado
Training Mutant
Former teacher. Former husband. Former agitator. Former slave.
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Post by Desperado on Feb 7, 2007 10:16:34 GMT -4
Well, that was a rather crass reply, and a startling one, too. She seemed very, very angry. Just what the Hell had he missed in his absence?
"What they deserved? Whaddya mean by that?" he asked at first. Before he could even get a response, he added, "Sam, did something happen while I was gone?"
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Post by Panthera on Feb 7, 2007 13:00:10 GMT -4
Her blood was beginning to boil and she could feel the cloudiness beginning to form over her common senses. Those same punks who tried to take her life were now messing with her man. She wasn't about to let another pesky human take the life of someone she cared about.
Her eyes stared at the ground probably out of Jacob's view, but she was angry and her heart was beating a bit faster. She closed her eyes in an attempt to calm herself and not lose it, but it wasn't working like she would have wanted.
"What they deserved? Whaddya mean by that?"
He didn't give any time to respond only get angrier.
"Sam, did something happen while I was gone?"
Her voice was still lower than normal almost a different maniacal tone. However it had a soft touch which could have made it difficult to discern the meaning behind the words.
"They tried to kill me and now you. That's what I mean by that."
Sam turned her head in an attempt to control the built up tension increasing within her veins. Her hands were shaking slightly so she focused on the one thing that would calm her, Jacob's scent. With her eyes closed, she brought his musky aroma into her nostrils blocking out the chlorine from the pool and any other aromas lingering about. Within a few seconds, she seemed more calm before looking back up to him.
He wanted an answer and she knew he wouldn't rest until she gave him one.
"Nothing happened Jacob, just tired is all", she spoke with a masked smile.
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Desperado
Training Mutant
Former teacher. Former husband. Former agitator. Former slave.
Posts: 29
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Post by Desperado on Feb 10, 2007 16:30:37 GMT -4
She lied to him. She had just flat-out lied to him.
That hurt. What could it be that she didn't want to trust him with? Part of him wanted to know, but the part that saw through rose-colored glasses wanted to just believe her.
"You know you can tell me anything, right?" he asked her, placing his arm around her in a soothing manner.
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Post by Panthera on Feb 10, 2007 19:17:58 GMT -4
Just wanting the comfort of an arm around her made things that more difficult and more of a determination not to let on about knowing more about her past. Jacob needed to study and not have her on the brain while trying to make something of himself, something he didn't see happening only a few weeks prior.
It was just bad timing and she wasn't going to ruin it or possibly jeopardize his chances of changing his world for the better. He deserved it.
So resting her head on his shoulder, she listened to him softly running her right arm around his back and resting on the ground while curling her left arm around his waist.
"You know you can tell me anything, right?"
Now that eye contact was finally gone, she could lie a little bit easier and bit more convincingly. She snuggled up against him with a more rested and reassuring answer.
"Yes, I know. I really am tired. It's just these nightmares are keeping me up again. I guess I'm a bit cranky, sorry."
And that was the truth....well part of it.
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Desperado
Training Mutant
Former teacher. Former husband. Former agitator. Former slave.
Posts: 29
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Post by Desperado on Feb 18, 2007 16:51:21 GMT -4
He couldn't help but feel that she was still lying to him, but he had no real proof. If she was lying, then he could only hope that she would tell him the truth when she was ready to. It was very hard to fight invisible demons.
"Well, then I guess you can sleep with me tonight, if you think it'll he-" and then Jacob's brain caught up with what his mouth was saying in a classic Desperado blunder. Although they had "done it"...several times...it was still a totally new thing for him that still seemed uncomfortable at times. Note that those times were only before the event actually started. Way before. Like now, when there was no bed within about a hundred feet of them.
"I mean, well, uh...oh, Hell, I have no idea what I mean."
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Post by Panthera on Feb 18, 2007 17:48:15 GMT -4
She knew what he meant. Sam really appreciated him being patient and understanding. But she really needed him there. Her mind traveled back to his need to get this GED and a life for himself. She wasn't thinking about her at the moment. She didn't want to, not right now.
Lifting her head, she gazed into his eyes. With a signature grin, she reached in and softly kissed him on the lips, lasting a few moments. She loved him, but he needed to focus on studies, not her.
"I think I'll sleep alone tonight. You need to study, but you'll be in my dreams."
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Desperado
Training Mutant
Former teacher. Former husband. Former agitator. Former slave.
Posts: 29
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Post by Desperado on Feb 19, 2007 10:56:59 GMT -4
Her kiss calmed him more than doughnuts. He didn't think that she understood that everything that he was doing right now was for her, not for him.
"I need sleep, too, you know. I'd rather at least be there in case you need me." He slept better when he held her, at any rate. Then again, he hadn't really been having his usual bout with nightmares as of late. Maybe the Desperado was beginning to forgive himself.
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Post by Panthera on Feb 19, 2007 14:35:10 GMT -4
"I need sleep, too, you know. I'd rather at least be there in case you need me."
Take his offer you idiot. Stop beating yourself up over it. What is it going to take?
Resting inside his arms and feeling his heartbeat was very soothing. She had hoped her own purring would be just as soothing to him. Maybe tonight, someone holding her would be the right anecdote to soothe her fears. But what about the rest of her life?
She didn't have any lust or desires creeping within her. Heck, she wasn't sure if it existed anymore. Her mind was becoming somewhat of a maze to emotional exits, none of which she could find except one......anger and vengeance.
Her next kiss was more loving and needing of comfort than anything and her words were begging him to hold her tonight, even if it might be the last.
"I'll be waiting", she whispered giving him a half smile and arising from her seated position. Normally, she would have waited for him, but her mind was lost in a tangled web of confusion. Without looking back, she strode back to the mansion doors and up to her room.
Please let me wake up from this nightmare.
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Desperado
Training Mutant
Former teacher. Former husband. Former agitator. Former slave.
Posts: 29
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Post by Desperado on Feb 24, 2007 10:44:43 GMT -4
She seemed...so vulnerable. Even her kiss displayed weakness. It was unnerving for Jacob, who always had seen Samantha as being strong. He had needed her to be strong, because he was so weak. Now it seemed those roles were reversing. He watched her walk back into the Mansion, thinking quietly to himself.
So, what will you do, Desperado? Run, like you always do? Or be strong? If you can't be strong for yourself, can you at least be strong for others? Where did your resolve go? The recklessness, the desperation to prove yourself, all the things that made you a desperado, where did they go?
They hid in a closet, he answered the little voice inside his head. Time for them to come out of the closet. He stood up, then realized just what he had thought.
Jacob shivered.
Freud had better be wrong. And he followed Samantha's trail back into the Mansion, heading towards her room.
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