Faramir
- Ingenious Pilot -
He does the duty of two sons now. For himself; and for the one who will not return.
Posts: 111
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Post by Faramir on Jun 25, 2008 1:05:58 GMT -5
"The men were not able to touch me. It is my older wounds," *he said, standing up straigher.* "Do no worry yourself. I am fine."
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Post by Éowyn on Jun 25, 2008 1:10:53 GMT -5
*Lady Éowyn looked shyly up at him with her bright blue, glittering eyes. His face was so close to hers, his lips only a few inches away.... She felt her heart beat, and the sound of her pulse thundering in her ears. She blushed deeply, and her breathing shortened.*
"Faramir...." *she whispered faintly.*
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Faramir
- Ingenious Pilot -
He does the duty of two sons now. For himself; and for the one who will not return.
Posts: 111
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Post by Faramir on Jun 25, 2008 13:34:02 GMT -5
*All his thoughts and words halted in their tracks when she called his name. Her warmth and beauty entranced him and he stood perfectly still, allowing her to close the space between them.*
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Post by Éowyn on Jun 25, 2008 13:39:11 GMT -5
*Lady Éowyn came closer to him. When he didn't speak or denied her touch, she lifted her hand and caressed his cheek gently, allowing her thumb to glide carefully over his lips.*
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Faramir
- Ingenious Pilot -
He does the duty of two sons now. For himself; and for the one who will not return.
Posts: 111
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Post by Faramir on Jun 25, 2008 13:52:43 GMT -5
"Éowyn..."
*Faramir took her hands in his and moved them away from his lips. Holding her hand close to his chest, he lean forward and his lips tenderly grazed her's. But his horse from the next stall, nudged his shoulder, cutting the moment short.*
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Post by Éowyn on Jun 25, 2008 13:57:52 GMT -5
*Lady Éowyn enjoyed the feel of his lips against hers.... for as long as it lasted. When the horse interrupted, she smiled warmly.*
"It seems like our horses want to go on a ride."
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Faramir
- Ingenious Pilot -
He does the duty of two sons now. For himself; and for the one who will not return.
Posts: 111
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Post by Faramir on Jun 25, 2008 14:18:22 GMT -5
*Faramir turned to look at his horse but did not let go of Éowyn's hands.* "Yes, it seems so."
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Post by Éowyn on Jun 25, 2008 14:26:06 GMT -5
*Lady Éowyn blushed deeply by the feel of his strong, warm hands around her own hands. She did not let go of his hands either. Her heart was still beating rapidly after his kiss.*
"But your wounds, my lord - the older ones. I would like to have a look at them, to see if I can do something with them. Do you want to go back to our hotel room, or go on a ride with our horses?"
*She looked up at him with her beautiful, sparkling eyes, admiring this strong, silent warrior. In her eyes he was the most handsome man in the world.*
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Faramir
- Ingenious Pilot -
He does the duty of two sons now. For himself; and for the one who will not return.
Posts: 111
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Post by Faramir on Jun 25, 2008 15:14:28 GMT -5
*Faramir pressed a hand on his shoulder and felt blood damped his hand.* "I think it best if we return inside," *he said gravely.*
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Post by Éowyn on Jun 25, 2008 15:18:08 GMT -5
*Lady Éowyn got a worried expression on her face when she noticed the blood stain on his shirt.*
"Oh dear, I need to take care of that. But don't worry, I have patched up warriors before."
*She placed her arm around his waist, supporting him back to their hotel room.*
((Do you want to post first in their room?))
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Faramir
- Ingenious Pilot -
He does the duty of two sons now. For himself; and for the one who will not return.
Posts: 111
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Post by Faramir on Jun 25, 2008 15:20:16 GMT -5
((Sure! *Runs off*))
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