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Post by Magneto on Aug 22, 2007 13:28:24 GMT -4
"Forgive me", Magneto said. He was taken aback. It wasn't often that he had reason to doubt his own judgement or actions, but nearly all of them somehow involved Katherine. He turned stiffly, the resolution on his face and in his stride was gone.
All he could do now was try to give her some small measure of the privacy his intrusion had taken from her. But then, he quickly realized, the attention he had drawn to himself and the situation meant that many other pairs of eyes were drawn there too.
He scanned their faces.
"My friends", Magneto said, suddenly raising his arms and his voice and addressing the crowded ballroom. "We celebrate our impending victory."
He stepped away and the doors shut behind him.
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Post by Kitty Pryde on Aug 22, 2007 14:05:09 GMT -4
Katherine barely breathed as she awaited her father’s response. She didn’t expect suspicion any more than she expected complete acceptance. In fact, she had no idea what to expect.
She certainly didn’t expect the two words she received, nor his abrupt departure, especially when he closed the door behind him. Following the soft click of the door, she finally let out her breath, one hand pressed tightly to her chest. She could feel her heart pounding rapidly against her palm.
So now she was alone with Kurt again, and it begged the question ‘now what?’. It was not a question that could easily be answered, at least not tonight. She wasn’t even sure how to look at him now and keep her eyes from betraying her.
“I should… I should be getting back,” she finally said, throwing a quick glance toward him but not letting her eyes linger. She had to be strong, people would be watching when she emerged. She couldn’t let them suspect. “I…”
Looking at him for a moment, she swallowed loudly before holding her head high again. “Do not forget to clean up that mess before you leave,” she gestured toward the tray he had brought in with him before turning quickly away again. She suddenly wished this was a masquerade ball so that she had a physical mask to hide behind. Without another word, she opened the door and followed after her father.
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Post by Kurt Wagner on Aug 23, 2007 9:20:40 GMT -4
And just that quickly, everything changed.
He thought he understood the sudden harshness to her words, but they still hurt him. Watching her leave hurt him more. The soft click of the door as it closed felt like a slap across his face.
“You’re pretty beautiful yourself.”
He blinked and took a look around the emptiness of the room. It made his head and something in his chest ache. Had he imagined all of it? Surely he must have. He rubbed his temples and wondered if he must have somehow passed out.
His heart raced. Was he hallucinating? Why would a princess, someone like that take any notice of someone like him? Was it all just some reaction to the cut upon his hand? He held it close to his face and examined where Tatiana had healed him.
He could still smell Katherine's perfume.
He looked back at the door. So close....she must be just beyond it.... And yet so very, very far away....
Kurt picked up the tray from the polished side table. As she had told him. And he carried it back toward the kitchen.
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