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Post by Gyan Salamanece on Jun 23, 2007 20:14:23 GMT -5
((let's wait on Isabel))
"All you can do is wait" he finished, crossing his arms. "I don't like to mess with love. It unfocuses my mind. Makes everything foggy and dulled." He took another long drag on the cigar, again slowly exhaling the smoke. He was glad noone was complaining about it. That would just ruin the whole thing.
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Post by abcdefg on Jun 24, 2007 14:54:34 GMT -5
Isabella looked over at Gyan. It didn't seem to bother her the fact he was there the whole time. She didn't even really care. She also didn't seem to care that he just changed from a moth to him. She had seen a moth flutter by but she didn't think anything of it. Not till now. She smirked and thought that it was cleaver. She shrugged then looked at Tomas.
"I agree with Gyan. You just have to wait. Tell her again if you must... but give it some time. She'll come around to her feelings." She smiled weakly while looking down at the table then she sighed sharply. She turned to Gyan and watched the cigar's fire twinkle in the shadow. She nodded slightly and sighed heavily.
"I understand. Sorry to get you involved. I shouldn't have said anything." She bowed her head and sighed. "It's just.. well I don't like being the shy girl who never says anything. So I told you. I confronted you about it before because I don't like being shy. I'd rather be open and up front about it." she realized she was repeating herself so she chuckled to herself almost painfully. "I understand that you don't want anything to do with me since it will mess up your concentration. I'm sorry about that." She bowed her head in shame.
She looked over at him again and smiled. Her smile was filled with pain though. She just got rejected. She shook her head then stood up. Her fingers traced along the table. She started to trace things into the table. She watched as the things she was tracing started to glow from fire almost. She was staring at it almost memorized. She blinked a few times then snapped out of it. The fire fell then disappeared from the table. She sighed and smiled weakly at the table. She looked toward the door then at Gyan then back at the door as if pondering whether to leave or not. It seemed as though she was waiting for Gyan or Tomas-mostly Gyan-to tell her to stay.
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Post by Gyan Salamanece on Jun 24, 2007 16:53:21 GMT -5
The room was starting to have a small thick haze about it from the cigar. He took an exaggeratingly long drag and exhaled the smoke from his nostrils.
"Isabella. I can see pain. It's not that hard. I wish I could make you understand. I'm extremely glad you were up front about it. I wouldn't have it any other way." He took another hit before continuing. "
It's not you, it honestly isn't. I just dont want to hurt you. I'm not just saying this, I don't trust myself to fool around with love, give up, and hurt someone."
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Post by Tomas Wingly on Jun 24, 2007 17:37:09 GMT -5
Tomas stood and looked at them both. "I see where your coming from Gyan." Tomas headed toward the door. "I guess I should go seeing as how you are getting all personal." Tomas headed toward the doors and stopped for just a brief second to admire the pungent aroma in the air.
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Post by abcdefg on Jun 24, 2007 17:48:20 GMT -5
Isabella shook her head slightly and looked up at Gyan. She sighed deeply then looked at the fire that would fade and come back.
"I understand all that. And what do you mean... it's not me?" She tilted her head in confusion.
What is he talking about? Oh man. I don't understand what is going on! Her thoughts started to smother her mind. She was trying to understand something she couldn't. She felt like a cat who was trying to understand why the fish could only breath in water. It just didn't make sense. She breathed in deeply then opened her mouth to speak but decided not to.
Aimlessly trying to calm herself form yelling she started to trace her fingers along the wooden table again. Fire followed her tracings again and she just watched it waiting for answers to her unasked questions.
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Post by Gyan Salamanece on Jun 24, 2007 22:11:48 GMT -5
Gyan stared at his half-smoked cigar and then at Isabella. Why couldn't she just understand? "It's nothing personal as to why I'm not fooling around with love, Isabella. I just dont want to hurt you." He gave Tomas a pleading look before going back to his cigar.
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Post by abcdefg on Jun 24, 2007 22:32:58 GMT -5
Isabella shook her head trying to convince herself almost. She kept tracing things in the wood. She was making patterns and she was writing Gyan's name and Tomas'. She didn't know what she was doing. Her mind went blank and a line of fire shot across the table.
She sighed then yanked her hand off the table and it snapped in half and fell. She blinked a few times then looked around as if searching for something. She looked at Gyan in almost horror. She didn't understand what was going on.
"Wha-what was... what just happened?!" She snapped. Her voice was shaky. She was scared. She had never felt so much power rushing through her veins. She wasn't angry. She was upset at the fact she just got rejected. She felt all this power but it scared her a little since she didn't understand it.
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Post by Gyan Salamanece on Jun 24, 2007 22:35:47 GMT -5
Gyan looked at the table, and at Isabella. "Honestly, I couldn't tell you. But help me with this table. The incantation is "Reparo"
Gyan pointed his wand at the table and cast his spell.
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Post by abcdefg on Jun 24, 2007 22:45:49 GMT -5
Isabella watched as it fixed itself almost. She smiled. She looked at Gyan and smiled sweetly.
"Thanks for helping me fix my mess." She sighed then looked him in the eyes. "So... a moth? Never would have guessed. Moth's are interesting creatures. I mean no one really cares about them but they are so majestic like. The shimmer they get off the reflection of the moon is just..." she sighed in wonder "--its extraordinary!" Her eyes twinkled as she spoke of it and she smiled aimlessly at the floor.
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Post by Gyan Salamanece on Jun 24, 2007 22:57:26 GMT -5
Gyan took the last puff on the cigar. He put it out in his open palm, and tossed the butt into the fireplace. "Yeah, a moth." Gyan transformed and fluttered over to Isabella.
Gyan was the size of a small bird. He was white with 1black marking on each of his wings that looked like an eye. He flew once around her and reappeared on the couch.
The smoke from his cigar had created a nice cloud around the hut, and Gyan was getting moderatley sleepy from it. Lack of light, cigar smoke atmosphere, he kept his eyes open for only a few seconds muttering "I...Isabella...wait..." he drifted off into a very comfortable sleep.
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Post by abcdefg on Jun 24, 2007 23:12:15 GMT -5
Isabella watched as fluttered around her. She smiled. It was nice. She watched as he transformed back then sat there. She sighed taking in what he said. She watched as he drifted to sleep then muttered to herself.
"Wait...? Wait for what?" She tilted her head in confusion. She sat down on the floor then started tracing things onto the leg of the chair next to her. A spark flew up and light the candles in the hut so some light flooded into the room. You could see the smoke in the atmosphere. She didn't care though. She sighed and continued to trace not ever realizing the lights had come on.
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Post by Gyan Salamanece on Jun 24, 2007 23:26:08 GMT -5
Gyan diddn't know how long he had slept, but he opened his eyes. The lights were on, and it was night outside. It was very warm inside, and he enjoyed every bit of it. He looked forward, his neck popping with the movement.
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Post by abcdefg on Jun 24, 2007 23:31:10 GMT -5
Isabella had dosed off so she was half awake half asleep. She didn't notice that he had waken up. She was hoping when he woke up he would move so it would wake her up as well. She moved her legs to her chest and waited to hear a noise. She kept asking herself why he told her to wait. She didn't understand it but it stuck in her mind and wasn't letting her completely fall asleep which was good so that if he had moved in some way then she would hear and wake up.
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Post by Gyan Salamanece on Jun 24, 2007 23:36:51 GMT -5
Gyan saw Isabella, asleep on the table. He leaned back on the couch, and stared at the ceiling. Something that seemed so weird, two students falling asleep in a cabin, was actually something very simple. He longed for the scent of cigar smoke, but he diddn't light another one. He only smoked when he desperatley needed it.
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Post by abcdefg on Jun 24, 2007 23:43:07 GMT -5
Isabella opened her eyes when she heard the couch creak slightly. She sat up and looked over at Gyan and yawned.
"You're awake." She smiled and decided not to mention the whole 'wait' thing yet.
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