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Post by Sorcha on Feb 2, 2008 15:19:06 GMT -5
*There was a clatter as Sorcha laid the guitar aside and crawled over to the trap door on her hands and knees, leaning over and looking down to see Liam hanging by one arm. A lesser man would have fallen, but his muscles tautened and bore his weight easily.
She scowled.*
"What do you want?"
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Post by Liam on Feb 2, 2008 15:20:50 GMT -5
"I only wanted to see why there was music coming from the treehouse." *He said, scowling right back up at her. He swung his other arm so he wasn't hanging quite so precariously.* "I didn't know I'd been banned from it."
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Post by Sorcha on Feb 2, 2008 15:25:10 GMT -5
*She raised an eyebrow.*
"I could just stomp on your fingers, and aaaall of this would just...go away..." *she said in a sing-song, mocking tone.*
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Post by Liam on Feb 2, 2008 15:26:23 GMT -5
"Very funny, Sorcha." *He mumbled, scowling. He pulled himself up and sat with his bare feet still in the trapdoor.*
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Post by Sorcha on Feb 2, 2008 15:30:53 GMT -5
*She shrugged, the movement a sinuous, careless ripple that seemed to travel the length of her torso.*
"Any funnier than sneaking up on people?"
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Post by Liam on Feb 2, 2008 15:34:25 GMT -5
"Well I didn't mean to, but I knew you'd stop playing if you knew I was there." *He said simply.*
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Post by Sorcha on Feb 2, 2008 15:43:53 GMT -5
*She reached down, grabbed the broken rope and secured it back where it had been, fixing the rope ladder.*
"And do you know what else? Not only do I stop playing, but I'm going to have to leave."
*She swung her legs down through the trap door and slid down to set her heels on one of the rungs, then paused as Liam's knees pressed against her stomach.*
"...d'ye mind?" *she asked, waving a hand to get him to move.*
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Post by Liam on Feb 2, 2008 15:46:12 GMT -5
*He crossed his arms.*
"Don't think I'll be moving. I'm rather comfortable here." *There was a smirk on his face. Okay, so it was completely immature. At this point, he was willing to do anything just to get her to talk to him.*
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Post by Sorcha on Feb 2, 2008 15:47:57 GMT -5
*She tried to squeeze down, but the trapdoor was rather small and she only succeeded in accidentally jamming his knees against her chest.*
"OW!" *She smacked him on the thigh.* "Move!"
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Post by Liam on Feb 2, 2008 15:48:54 GMT -5
*He sat.*
"No."
*Except her chest against his knees was wierdly exhilarating.*
Bad Liam. Bad.
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Post by Sorcha on Feb 2, 2008 15:53:55 GMT -5
*Sorcha pressed her lips into a thin line, then placed one hand on either side of the trap door and easily lifted herself up, moving to sit on the opposite side of the trap door. She gave a small toss of her head and stood up, going over to the window. Hitching up her skirt, she threw a leg over the window sill and climbed out onto the actual tree, beginning to navigate her way down to the ground, her bare feet finding easy purchase on the rough bark and gnarled branches of the oak tree.*
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Post by Liam on Feb 2, 2008 15:55:10 GMT -5
*He rolled his eyes and climbed down the rope ladder, and was standing beneath the place on the tree where she intended to come down.*
"Can't escape, Sorcha."
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Post by Sorcha on Feb 2, 2008 15:57:32 GMT -5
*She jumped down the last few feet to the ground, landing in a crouch before she straightened, brushing off her hands.*
"Do I have to kill you to get you to leave me alone?" *she asked. Even she couldn't tell if she was wholly joking.*
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Post by Liam on Feb 2, 2008 15:58:03 GMT -5
*He grinned infuriatingly.*
"Possibly."
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Post by Sorcha on Feb 2, 2008 16:00:27 GMT -5
*Sorcha crossed her arms defensively but couldn't help a low chuckle escaping her. She shook her head.*
"Ye haven't changed at all."
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