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Erindipity · 09-27-2010, 01:02 AM

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Originally Posted by Tazenhani

Twisting his words. That's what he felt like she was doing. Twisting and skewering them until they were lodged back in his throat and caught in his gullet. The rest, caught in his stomach for despite his rage he understood some of her words as true. Some. Perceptions were so skewed and opposite in this that it was like looking at a mirror and trying to figure out how to get the reflection to move the way you wanted it. Pointless, tiring and maddening.

But damn her and damn the blood that had started to drip and stain her clothes. Damn it all.

When she moved to shove by him, he stopped her, grabbing her wrist with a gentle firmness that simply told her to stop. No would not be taken for an answer as he drew her hand up and uncurled her fingers, inspecting the wounds upon her skin. Something inside stung for the injuries, while something else fed off his rage against her and fired at whoever had hurt her.

Slowly, he moved to step in front of her so she would have no where to go and pulled her other hand up between them. His eyes were on the blood, the wounds and the phsyical representation of pain. "I do not hate you because of who you are Lexi." His voice, though still thick with rage, was quieter, more controlled. "I hate you, because you never let me in." Gently, he drew his thumb over the wound to shift some of the blood so he could get a better idea of the severity of the injury. "And I imagine, it is the same for you."

Lexi ALMOST tugged away from him again but something stopped her walking away this time. She looked at him and let the tears spill. She let him inspect her hands and winced when he ran his thumb across one of them. Chuckling she said, "I fell down." It seemed a lot less funny though given the current situation. And he was right... she did try to run away. She was trying to run away from Finlay when she had fallen, much like she had fallen trying to run from Sabel at the ball.

"I don't hate you for it, but I am beginning to get rather irritated with the fact, yes. I couldn't let you in, Sabel. I just... couldn't. It felt like you had the capability to hurt me too badly so I couldn't drop that last little wall. And your constant... Oh hell I can't even think of the words to use. YOu just avoid really giving me the whole truth. Until now. This is the most honest you have ever been with me and it took a shouting match in the middle of the corridor to bring it out of you... I would have rathered it be something else entirely, but I will take what I can get," she said rather thickly as the tears continued to flow.

Two years of pent up emotion to do with the boy was leaking from her eyes as they stood there. She shook her head and said weakly, "Are you EVER going to let me in? Will you continue to push me away, Sabel?" She hoped the answer was that he would indeed let her in, but if he said no she was pretty prepared for it at the moment. She curled her fingers back up over Sabel's and just waited... This was either going to be the end of their friendship or a whole new start of it...

09-27-2010, 01:02 AM	#101 (permalink)
Erindipity DMT Mountain Troll Join Date: Jul 2009 Posts: 23,574 x8	Quote: Originally Posted by Tazenhani Twisting his words. That's what he felt like she was doing. Twisting and skewering them until they were lodged back in his throat and caught in his gullet. The rest, caught in his stomach for despite his rage he understood some of her words as true. Some. Perceptions were so skewed and opposite in this that it was like looking at a mirror and trying to figure out how to get the reflection to move the way you wanted it. Pointless, tiring and maddening. But damn her and damn the blood that had started to drip and stain her clothes. Damn it all. When she moved to shove by him, he stopped her, grabbing her wrist with a gentle firmness that simply told her to stop. No would not be taken for an answer as he drew her hand up and uncurled her fingers, inspecting the wounds upon her skin. Something inside stung for the injuries, while something else fed off his rage against her and fired at whoever had hurt her. Slowly, he moved to step in front of her so she would have no where to go and pulled her other hand up between them. His eyes were on the blood, the wounds and the phsyical representation of pain. "I do not hate you because of who you are Lexi." His voice, though still thick with rage, was quieter, more controlled. "I hate you, because you never let me in." Gently, he drew his thumb over the wound to shift some of the blood so he could get a better idea of the severity of the injury. "And I imagine, it is the same for you." Lexi ALMOST tugged away from him again but something stopped her walking away this time. She looked at him and let the tears spill. She let him inspect her hands and winced when he ran his thumb across one of them. Chuckling she said, "I fell down." It seemed a lot less funny though given the current situation. And he was right... she did try to run away. She was trying to run away from Finlay when she had fallen, much like she had fallen trying to run from Sabel at the ball. "I don't hate you for it, but I am beginning to get rather irritated with the fact, yes. I couldn't let you in, Sabel. I just... couldn't. It felt like you had the capability to hurt me too badly so I couldn't drop that last little wall. And your constant... Oh hell I can't even think of the words to use. YOu just avoid really giving me the whole truth. Until now. This is the most honest you have ever been with me and it took a shouting match in the middle of the corridor to bring it out of you... I would have rathered it be something else entirely, but I will take what I can get," she said rather thickly as the tears continued to flow. Two years of pent up emotion to do with the boy was leaking from her eyes as they stood there. She shook her head and said weakly, "Are you EVER going to let me in? Will you continue to push me away, Sabel?" She hoped the answer was that he would indeed let her in, but if he said no she was pretty prepared for it at the moment. She curled her fingers back up over Sabel's and just waited... This was either going to be the end of their friendship or a whole new start of it...