Intriguess, That would be great about Highlander. Just give old stefan a call when you resurrect it. We could always pick up where we were leaving and pick up new characters along the way.
I heard her whisper my name and say that she needed me. That was invitation enough for me. Withdrawing my fingers slowly, one at a time, I heard her suck in a little breath. I quickly replaced my fingers with what she requested and her gasp was more audible. I buried myself to the hilt in her warmth, lying there on top of her, but careful not to mach her tummy. I was keenly aware of the filled womb beneath me. I knew there was no reason to worry, but it did make a man feel he should be careful. "I'm glad you need me, Mysteria." I told her. "Being needed is an important thing." I kissed her cheek, then her full, rose colored lips. With the words I began a slow rhythm, pulling back until I was almost all the way out before pushing back into her. She enveloped me as a tight glove, stroking me on each downward shove. I wanted to hold on and to be with her when she could take no more. I would be.
We both lay in the morning light, breathing as though we had never lived before. I was on my back, staring straight up and unable to focus on anything. I wanted to say something, but the words escaped me. I felt her hand take mine and I squeezed it, hoping to impart some of what I was feeling about her. She rolled over to lay her head on my shoulder and I did manage to stroke her raven hair absently. Serenity. The quiet morning, the cool air, the rushing water of the nearby stream and the birds beckoning the new day made for a relaxing beginning. I remembered she had mentioned going off a while by ourselves. I wondered if she still wanted that.
OOC: Uh, ok. looks like it's morning here again... so I suppose we'll just say I taught you a few things, then we went to bed, and if there's any time in this morning, I can teach you a bit more, or we can wait until we get to the next town, where we'll be settled down for a while. (ugh, run-on sentance )
i lay snuggled up against him feeling light dancing across my face wondering if he'd still like to get away for a day, away from the prying eyes and meddling of camp. i loved them like a family but sometimes I just wanted to be alone. I blamed it on my father whoever he was. After all my brother had settled down with his wife and daughter. my hand slipped over my tummy. It had only been a few days and I was alrady in love with my child.
I awoke early the next morning and began going about my business.
OOC: Sorry, you don't have to shout, I just couldn't (and still) really can't think of anything to say at this point. And you're always welcome to mail me and give me an idea or tell me to say something or what ever. ok?
Seeing the woman that was to teach him sword play walk from her vardo Thomas rose from his make shift cot near the ever dying, nightly fire. He frowned for a moment as he looked to the vardo of the woman that caried his child but would not have him for his foolishness many nights passed. He, out of fear, had avoided her these past few days. turning his eyes back to the swords woman he apporached her. "It would do to start my lesson..." He sighed as he started the stretching routine she had shown him. She was quite well formed but deep in his heart Thomas feared her, just a little... If not more. She, he knew had the skill to gut him in the blink of an eye.
I could hear the sounds of camp about it yet I didn't want to move from the warmth of this bed. I rolled to my side and let one hand wander over his skin.
"Do you mind if we take a day to just be alone?" my voice was husky and warm as I softly reminded him that I wanted us to be alone today.
OOC: Sorry I've taken a while to post, the last few days have been, well, icky.
IC: I watched as Thomas started the stretching I had taught him. It always helped to be limber and flexible. My agility had kept me from getting a few hits, and more importantly, had turned a lethal blow into merely a flesh wound. For now I was being rather easy on him, a few times the other day I'd seen him look as if he wanted to shrink away from me. I didn't want him to fear me, but at the same time I couldn't go too easy on him, because an attacker certainly wouldn't.
I showed him some foot work and a few simple moves. He seemed to be a quick learner, which was always a nice quality to have in a student. To end the lesson, a small practice duel, he was doing quite well until he tripped over an unseen root. A few of the men laughed, I shot them a warning look and they quieted down. I didn't want Thomas to get discouraged over a small embarrassment such as this. I smiled and offered him a hand up.
"Sometimes the enemy isn't only in front of you. In time you shall learn to be more aware of your surroundings," I say to him as he brushes himself off. "You did quite well today."
"Thank you Natasha, but you give me too much credit. I fear that I will never be adequite to help protect the camp as you and the others do... I fear that the only thing I excel at is my knowlege as an accountant... And what good would that do you?" He lowered his eyes an pressed the tip of the wooden practice sword she had provided him with into the soft ground.
"Do not give up hope. I'm sure you will learn what you must in time," I said, smiling at him. "Though you must remember, no knowledge is ever useless. We all contribute to the group in our own ways. I'm sure in time you will find your place."
OOC: I bow deeply to you, Goddess Euphoria. Please accept my apologies as I did not mean the Dec 5 post at you. Only at what sometimes indicates the death of a thread. It was directed at no one in particular, just an emotion of the moment.
IC:
Mysteria rolled to me and spoke. Her voice was warm and husky as she asked if I minded staying alone for a day. It would be easy to catch up to the slow moving caravan. "We can stay forever, if it is your wish." I kissed her forhead, knowing she would never accept the thought of leaving Terra. I took her fingertips and kissed them playfully. The morning noises were getting louder from the camp and I knew we should probably be up and about. I was just so comfortable here with her. I let my hand drift to her soft tummy. "And how is the little Mystery today?" I smiled at her.
"Ummmm, I'm only a few days along. I haven't even figured out my due date." I smile at him running my leg along his dreading leaving the warm cozyness of the bed. "I suppose we have to get up eventually?" I nuzzle his neck and plant soft kiss on his shoulder before slowly standing.
I sighed and watched her stand up slowly. She moved with the grace of a large cat, stretching and undulating in the soft morning light. I rubbed my hand along her arm, feeling her soft skin. "Will there be many more nights and mornings like this, Mysteria? I pray you tell me now, so that I am prepared for either."
i turn to him looking at those hopeful eyes, and hands running along my naked body over my abdomen.
"i," pausing feeling his eyes roam over me, "don't know. My child comes first," my hand rests over my tummy, "but yes, I would like to wake up with you many more mornings." I lick my lips softly and lay back on bed with him my hand running along his leg. "do you wish to..." i drift off hand running softly along the shaft
"My place should have been at Ria's side... But for my foolishness... She will not have me. This I see, and... I accept it..." Thomas said, a hint of emotion in his voice, it was a lie, he felt like nothing more than a sloughed off skin. Unneeded refuse. He knew that perhapes it was what he diserved but she carried his child and he was not the kind to leave bastards in his wake, not willingly at any rate. So he would continue to study the sword in the hopes to become a valued member of the gypsy's and perhapes to Ria once more. It was all he knew to do.
"My place should have been at Ria's side... But for my foolishness... She will not have me," Thomas said, a hint of emotion in his voice. "This I see, and... I accept it..." His eyes had fallen to the ground, I reached forward, gently pushing up on his chin so that his eyes met mine.
"You bluff kind sir, she consumes your thoughts almost completely. Sometimes your dispair is so crushing, I could weep right along with you." I lowered my hand from his chin almost reluctantly. "I cannot tell you what Mysteria will decide, for that I don't even think she knows right now. All I can suggest is that you not give up hope."
He smiled half-heartedly at me. The aura I read from him was so pure and kind. I knew the situation between the two of them was not my business, and I felt that I had no place to talk to Mysteria about any of it, but perhaps if I were to talk to my mother. She was much closer to Mysteria than I.
Thomas went off, feeling a little better for Natasha's words than before. He helped brush out the finely breed horses, then hitched them up to the vardo's for another days travels. Sweat coated his brow giving his face a sheen when the sun shown against it. He had learned several days before, via a bout of sunstroak, not to wipe the prescious, cooling sweat away, that infact it was of benefit during the long hot day. Especially with they way he so obviously threw himself into any task offered to him, desperate to prove some worth to the camp.