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Post by Brandi on Oct 7, 2008 17:33:33 GMT -5
"All right then." *Brand smiled and pushed herself up.*
"Let's start with this..." *She showed him the next stance, talking him through the motions.*
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Post by Cry Baby on Oct 7, 2008 17:36:13 GMT -5
Cry-Baby followed her, more awkwardly but with better concentration now that he was somewhat drained.
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Post by Brandi on Oct 7, 2008 17:43:05 GMT -5
"Better?" *Brandi asked gently.*
"Is it making more sense?"
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Post by Cry Baby on Oct 7, 2008 17:49:45 GMT -5
Cry-Baby glanced over at her. This was... it was working. Sort of. Carefully. He'd been home for hours and nothing had happened.
"Yeah. Well, I don't understand it. But I feel it workin'."
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Post by Brandi on Oct 7, 2008 18:01:32 GMT -5
*Brandi was obviously pleased.*
"I'm so happy, Baby. I just..."
want to make this work
"...want to make things easier if I can."
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Post by Cry Baby on Oct 7, 2008 18:22:16 GMT -5
Cry-Baby smiled lopsidedly.
"I know you do, baby," he said, reaching out as if to touch her face and then arresting the motion, letting his hand fall away. "You do."
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Post by Brandi on Oct 7, 2008 18:26:33 GMT -5
*Sadness stung her heart as his touch fell away. But he had to. She knew that. And it was still better, having him here. Brandi did her best to buck up.*
"So...you ready for a few more, or you want to call it a morning?" *For really, this was only a start to her day.*
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Post by Cry Baby on Oct 8, 2008 0:29:55 GMT -5
He really, really wanted to prove himself worthy of her. After all she'd done, and the mess he'd left. Even if it weren't totally his fault.
"'M good for more," he said staunchly.
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Post by Brandi on Oct 8, 2008 6:26:05 GMT -5
*Brandi's dimples deepened happily as she nodded.*
"All right." *She stepped back, sinking slightly into the starting pose.* "Then let's try this one on for size."
*She guided him carefully through it, correcting gently, her voice always warm with support. She was proud of him for doing this and it read all over her face.*
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Post by Cry Baby on Oct 8, 2008 10:15:54 GMT -5
He tried not to look at her more than was "necessary," but he couldn't avoid the look of pride on her face and it made him smile, too. What they were doing seemed kinda stupid--if his old gang could see him now!--but it seemed to help, and he figured anything Brandi asked him to do was okay.
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Post by Brandi on Oct 8, 2008 12:10:52 GMT -5
*After near an hour, Brandi finally shook her head, sitting down on the grass. She glistened in exertion, but her smile was constant.*
"Enough." *She laid back on the grass, feeling much better. More in tune.* "You did well. How do you feel?"
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Post by Cry Baby on Oct 8, 2008 17:10:57 GMT -5
Cry-Baby was sweaty too, his hair a dark mass he had to keeping pushing out of his eyes. He lay back now alongside her, but a safe distance away, staring up at the clouds.
"Okay," he said. "Better," he admitted. "Seems kinda silly still, but I see what you're sayin'. Probly helped the soreness, too."
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Post by Brandi on Oct 9, 2008 5:45:14 GMT -5
*Brandi giggled, shutting her eyes and savoring the late morning sun on her skin.*
"Hell now...I never said it was easy." *She poked. Turning her head to him, she peeked out of one eye at him.*
"Glad it help though. It's nice, just doing this."
*She meant being able to lay there with him, smiling, not worried that they might go nova in any second. That wasn't to say that she didn't want him (sweating like that did make him smell so nice), but there was some semblance of control.*
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Post by Cry Baby on Oct 9, 2008 9:40:08 GMT -5
"Yeah," he breathed. He felt... happy. He smiled at her warmly (but not too warmly) and enjoyed just feelin' good for a change. His nose ached and he figured his face was all kinds of colors and the rest of him was pretty worn out but maybe that was a good thing.
"You know, baby," he started slowly, "I wouldn't never hurt you on purpose."
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Post by Brandi on Oct 9, 2008 11:30:26 GMT -5
*Brandi rolled on her side to face him, her eyes soft.*
"I know, Baby. I promise. I wouldn't want to hurt you either."
*She pursed her lips and rolled back on her back.*
"I just know that sometimes we aren't ourselves."
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